By altering the gravitational pull, Skallagrim hovered above the cage. He would use it to form kinetic drives to use as weapons against the ships above him. Using his own energies would have been quicker, but the effects of the dampeners still hindered his power output. Drawing from the electromagnetic lines of the planet he currently stood he would be able to strike back at the Angar-Ryllans above.

Above a shimmering light appeared, a streak racing down at incredible speeds. Tendrils of energy swirled around Skallagrim as he reached out seeking to understand. Was it a weapon? Perhaps a single thermos-nuclear device, perhaps a neutron device a weapon, in theory, that would kill all life and leave a majority of the structures standing. However both weapons were energy, and Dreamers can manipulate and control energy so that made no sense.

The impact wobbled the floating cage beneath him, a tidal ripple that denoted an incredible kinetic exchange not far off. Still tracing the energies Skallagrim paused, there was something familiar, something both ancient and young intertwined. Scanning with rapidity the Dreamer accessed the dark records until he settled on the familiar signatures. One was the Fireen and the other . . .  was that of an Ascended.

Suddenly a surge of power as energy cascaded towards him, an impressive outlay that cleared a path between the two. A voice, resolute and echoing filled the air. 

“SKALLAGRIM, WE’LL HAVE AN END TO THINGS YOU AND I!”

[color=7ea7d8]“So it would seem.”[/color] Remarked the Dreamer as he floated a little higher and towards the shoreline. Behind him, the cage malformed, twisting into tightly rolled lances a uniform 3-meters in length. Had the Angar-Ryllan’s devised a plot where this man, what was the name? Fury? Yes, Fury, that was it. That they would use this Fury as a weapon to either kill or distract the Dreamer from striking back at them?

10-meters from shore, the Dreamer stared down the long, wide expanse that separated the two. The energy used to create the pathway was immense, nearly on par with the Dreamers own. This would prove to be a tough fight, not to mention the very opportunistic Angar-Ryllans whose tendencies to strike when they felt it safe must not be discounted.