[center][color=BA55D3][h3]Draco Kalsea || The sickness inside[/h3][/color][/center]
Draco observed every memeber of the group carefully. The group had grown in size, this meant... more victims. Draco was at the back of the group, the twisted thoughts of blood and betrayal swirled in his head, he could imagine the feeling of the knife driving its way into their bodies. Pushing past skin, digging into the organs, the warm feel of blood trickling down their body, as their life drains away from their eyes. The thought caused Draco to smile, a smile so sick and evil, a hidden meaning to those who look. Draco calmed down, composing himself, continuing to walk in silence.

[center][color=FF00FF][h3]Xamar || Absolute Motivation![/h3][/color][/center]
Xamar wasn't focused on the travel, but instead focused on his own problems, Jarg. How could he be alive for so long? Xamar was frustrated at the thought of Jarg walking around without cuffs. Xamar looked to the sky, the sound of battle rang in his head...

[h3][color=FFA500][i]Flashback...[/i][/color][/h3]

[color=fff200]Join me Xamar, together you know no one could stop us, the Dead God is the one true power in this world...[/color] Xamar was pinned, Jarg brooding over him, Xamar had to react to quickly. Xamar shot ground beneath him, both Jarg and Xamar were sent sailing through the sky. "[color=FF00FF]Jarg, you are blinded by this madness. You ca-[/color]" He was cut off by Jargs scream, "[color=fff200]Blind!? You are too naive Xamar. The Dead God has given me purpose, and you.[/color]" Xamar had enough, he dashed forward, a sweeping kick towards Jarg legs at an attempt to knock him over. Jarg hopped ever so slightly over the leg, he came crushing down, pinning the legs to ground and causes pain to shoot through his body. Jarg's hand started to glow, Xamar quickly dodged, Jarg's bolt of lightning shot passed Xamar's head, exploding the ground beneath them. Xamar reached up, punching Jarg's gut hard, sending him spiraling back. Slowly rising, fire burned at Xamar's feet in a ring, the fire crept up Xamars body. His voice shifted to a more dark booming voice, "[color=FF00FF]You... Jarg... Are done worshiping this God. You, someone who was so renowned for his skills, could turn so evil. You are tainted, and that taint is like an infection, spreading among others, so now, I'll cure you and everything around you![/color]"