[color=ed1c24][center][b]Dark Saint of the Weapons; Jaunte Sparda[/b][/center][/color]

Jaunte had finally dried off, and know he decided to find out where the others were hiding. After placing his weapons in their respective mounts, he set off from his quarters to find the others. Jaunte wondered the castle, taking in the scenery as he made his way to his Master's study.  At this time of night, that is where he would find the Dark Lord Alastor. Where the Dark Lord was Zenith the first of the Seven would be.  There was once a time where Jaunte would stand against this group, but that was a long time ago.  Jaunte was now the thing he vowed to destroy. How ironic was it? Once Jaunte was a figure of great importance, a hero of men. The Saint of Weapons, both feared and revered. Now he would see the rule of men end and the rise of the Dark Lord. A goal that he would give his life for.

After a short walk, he was almost to the study. Jaunte arrived just as Alastor was telling Zenith to clean the floors. The Saint chuckled as he heard the loyal severant being told to clean the floor. It was quite funny to him, Jaunte walked into the door way and glanced around. In the study was Lucifer the human, the Dark Lord himself, and the first, Zenith.  Jaunte didn't exactly trust Lucifer due to the fact that he was human, but if the Master trusted him, then Jaunte would have to suffer him.  Jaunte bowed before speaking, giving his due respect.  [color=ed1c24][b]"Milord, how are you this evening?"[/b][/color] Jaunte asked still maintaining his bow.