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Arguis watched his creations interactions with the other beings on Arguilla in fascination. The Cimex hunted both humans and Dyun without prejudice. Bloodcurdling screams of agony, and fighting rang out regularly. Arguis shook his head; it seemed that Arguilla would be a bit hostile for the Humans, at least in the beginning. Eventually, they would become rulers of the planet. Unfortunately, the Dyun and the Cimex would be there to slow them down, to fight and hunt them, no matter how strong they became.

Arguis's attention a forced away from the ensuing fighting on Galbar, to focus on Ferghus, who was just on time. Arguis glanced down at the humans below before speaking to the god that he had called to him. The humans only had predators, the Cimex, the Dyun, the Dragons, even the gods themselves could become their worst enemies. Arguis wanted a fairly peaceful race to share this world with the humans. Despite the fact that they would be like humans, he would create them in the image of the vegetation on which made Galbar beautiful. At that moment, the answer came to him. Arguis took the essence of the Dragon Eggs, in a sense, he ripped them out of their bodies, but he handled them with care. He held his hand up towards Ferghus, the one which held of the Dragon Essences. "I need the purest of fire, and your godly powers to help me create a race." Arguis said, his lips thin.

Ferghus stared at the Dragon Essences in Arguis' hand quizzingly. The purest of fire and his power for something as trivial as this. Oh well, it didn't really concern him what he was here for, as long as the pay was good and it didn't affect him negatively. "Well, more life," Ferghus said, looking down at the life that already existed on the continent. Violence and destruction practically everywhere. He looked back at Arguis and asked, "Well, what can I expect in return? I'll tell you one thing: this ain't gonna be cheap." 

Arguis nodded in agreement as he listened to the words of Ferghus. As was expected, to create anything involving this god, he would have to pay. Arguis frowned, there was not much in the world yet that he could pay him. "How about Plasma? You know, the things stars are made up of. I would be willing to give it to you. In its raw form of course. With this you are capable of constructing things with the extreme heat of  lightning itself." Arguis said persuasively. This was a item that Arguis could acquire fairly easily and quickly. But taking stars from the sky may not sit well with some of the other gods.

Ferghus gave the proposal some thought. Plasma... What an interesting thing. Did he need it? Could he find a use for it? He let his imagination go wild with the idea, thinking of the uses that this "Plasma" could provide. Well, the world was still new. Perhaps it may surprise him. "Very well then, I suppose it will have to do," Ferghus approved. "Get me some of this stuff and I will grant you the fire."

Arguis could infer that the god was contemplating the usefulness of Plasma. For a god like Ferghus, it would prove useful to create much sharper and sturdier weapons, or he he could enchant blades and armor with it. Arguis could not help but smile when the god accepted his offer, low-risk, high-reward, things like that did not happen often. "As you wish." Arguis said with a dramatic bow, before he dissaperaed. Arguis teleported into space. He held out his hand in front of him and called a star to his hand. It was a main-sequence star, blue in color, imbued with ionized metals, a small addition to the original plasma that Ferghus and Arguis had agreed upon. Arguis teleported back to Fergus and offered him the ball of raw plasma and metal.  

Ferghus looked at the ball in curiosity. Grabbing the ball and turning it around as he examined it, Ferghus could tell it was definitely worth looking into, an excellent payment. Ferghus lifted his other hand and summoned a fireball, then took a breath and breathed a stream of fire into it. The end result was an orb of compressed white flame, enough to fulfill his end of the bargain. "Here's the fire. Do with it what you will," Ferghus said, holding out his hand containing the orb.

Arguis took the fire, and and created a storage bubble for them to float in. As of this moment, his godly power had been spent creating the Cimex, he would not be able to create his sun loving race for a few days at most. "I'm glad we could get this done. Thank you." Arguis said with a grin as he looked upon the pure fire and Dragon Essence. Before Arguis left, he thought he would ask him a question, despite that fact that he knew the answer. "Ferghus, have you ever thought of creating a race?" he said, cocking his head sideways.  

Ferghus nodded in reply to Arguis' thanks. Then Arguis asked him a rather peculiar question. "A race?" Ferghus asked back. "Hmm... no, not really." He looked down at the continent again, then added,  "Perhaps one day I might, but definitely not today." After all, the world right now already had plenty of life, and Ferghus was not interested in something others had already done. With that said, Ferghus erupted into a towering pillar of fire, then vanished, having teleported back into his forge.


Arguis frowned, so much for godly to god relations. Arguis sighed, there was not much he could do at this point. He had expended his godly powers creating the Cimex, he would have to rest abit before creating once again. Argius leaned back and placed his hands on the back of his head, and trying to relax for the time being.

*Arguis used 1 free point to collect a star*
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