[center]Leviathan Nero[/center]

With a blink Urthar didn’t bother to acknowledge that Levi was being foolishly rude. Most disrespect came from an over inflated ego and the thought that it was safe to insult beings that could wipe you from the face of existence with a twitch of their hand. Urthar calmly propped himself on his cane as Levi continued to work on his science project. Atleast he was persistent and relatively proficient. Then again Christian rarely took on those without skill; fools certainly could be tolerated if they had a useful skill.

“I think you will find The Stormlord and his Knights do not fear the Gods.” Urthar inspected the metal shell as he ignore Levi’s disrespectful tone. It was a pitiful attempt at best. The fool was still using metals from this reality; eyeing the spell book Levi toted with him Urthar cocked an eyebrow. Atleast he was trying to use infinity to power it but it was still a less than incredible attempt. Given a few more decades the man might produce something more interesting as far as the Master of Word was concerned. 

“Well, Now that I see the progress I think I understand the Stormlords lack of fear as far as this project is concerned.” Peeling back reality Urthar peered into the inner workings of the machine, it was crude. It would certainly be interesting if he managed to find a Divine spark. Tilting his head Urthar kept peering; it was ingenious for a mortal that was for sure. With a shrug Urthar set a small piece of glass on the work table. “The Stormlord request your presence for his wedding, it’s not a request. Turning it down would be unwise as this sort of research would probably draw unwanted attention without the protection of the Avatar of Storms.” Turning Urthar walked to the door and pulled it open. Without a word he passed through the door and the alien presence that followed the man everywhere receded as he descended deeper into the foundations of the Tower.