[@13org]
The response from the soldiers was a mix of hopeless confusion and intrigue. They saw Lila approach them and their numbers parted around her as she came through. They felt the fear they knew now from witnessing the power of darkness. It was now their hope to see what darkness could do against its own kind. However those who could not escape in time felt as their vision and senses faded. To their luck they stumbled outside of this bubble and escaped. Soldiers lined up once more but with what little shields they had left and weapons that remained. 

A supply group came charging in from the trees however, a dragon carriage trampling to them with shields and medics prepared for battle and evacuation. The leader of the elites grabbed his helmet and took it off of his head and revealing his [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/a1/2c/05/a12c05cfa744d6bb5fb999738a36bff7--manga-art-anime-art.jpg]Sol traits of white hair and bright colored eyes.[/url] His face was tense but he exhaled with a calm breathe. His sweat almost dripped from his hair and he waved the liquid away from his scalp with a violent whip of his hair. He glanced back and saw the Basilisk still standing above the trees and leering down at the field below with glowing cold reptilian eyes. 

He urged the soldiers to form a circle to cover their backs and their fronts and allow the supply carriage entry. He waved it in before turning to watch what would result from Lila’s sudden rush.  The thought on most of the soldier’s minds were [i]“Thank god that monster is here!”[/i] and again the hope that the Aion and the power of the first seraphim they represented and were linked to would be able to save them. They knew little about the texts pertaining to a [i]lord of death[/i] and knew nothing of it beyond it was vile. 

[i]Darkness… It is merely the absence of light. But its properties have been realigned to meet the needs of petty beings with momentary lives. To rewrite the laws of this world should only be done by the creator and his rightful children.[/i] The thoughts of a smooth monotone voice echoed within the mind of Lila as the blood flowed from the frail man’s body and into her mouth. He winced with a loud and elderly shriek that cackled and rattled his mask. Thick blood with a lack of moisture it was nearly gelatinous in consistency. The blood however would surge the knowledge Lila sought within her mind, or so what he knew. She now knew the that the guardian has been almost entirely taken over by the one he calls [i]Lord[/i]. He knows that dark cannot exist without light and as such the light of the guardian from Vrondi was necessary to bring about the shift. Lila saw the torture he went through in his younger years as a slave and then a peasant in Nero.
 
She learned that he found a few pages from a book within a dark temple he was searching desperately for something of value to sell to buy food. These pages awakened within him the search for more and more. He did whatever it took and committed the most atrocious crimes to get the other pages and even though he has yet to find them all he has found a way to summon the one briefly mentioned in the pages as the keeper of the gate. The one that harvests souls and keeps the [i]end of the world[/i] starved and weak. All the details he did not know but he knew a voice called to him to complete this task and it was the one that controls the guardian now. Whatever he was he was beyond a mere king or queen in this world and he by summoning him sought a reward beyond riches. 

[@Ayame]
The Fotian soldier felt himself taken back some by her strong womanly charms. Though she appeared youthful she had an air of a maturity with her lack of missteps as she slipped into his space without resistance from him. What soldiers did not know much of was the subtle differences of a woman that was not a bed wench. He however seemed to know the difference and despite his initial gesture being spoken with a light hearted joking tone he gulped at the sight of her wings and tail. He gritted his teeth and narrowed his head with a stiffened neck he spoke. “They do not bother me.” His free hand pointed to his helmet underneath his arm. It was shaped like a dragon’s head and he smiled after pointing this out. “This is what we all are inside. Both a fierce Dragon.” He reached a hand out to touch the strands of her hair with a finger and spoke softly. “And fair Seraphim.” 

He could only chuckle at the inquisition of his age. She did not seem older than him by much but despite this he was still youthful in his complexions. “I am a young Fotian indeed. Thirty five years of age.” He saw her eyes and met them with his own to try and appear confident before he spoke more. “Ah but age doesn’t matter!” After he said this a exasperated voice called out from the other soldiers saying [i]give it a rest already! Ha! I think he’s in love![/i] as they appeared to be leaving for their barracks. The soldier turned to Calamity. “I think I recognize you now. Were you on the battle field earlier?” He blinked with surprise at this realization. 

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The bone tower appeared before Castiel now as the mist faded away in front of him. The mist moved like it had a sentience and crawled behind Castiel as he walked. It forever blocked the view of what was behind him as he moved onward and only allowed him to see the ever expanding barren land of bones, weapons, wandering souls and dirt. The bone tower however stood at it’s center like a temple to emptiness. 

However it was not empty visibly so as a basilisk slithered with slow steady pace from out of the Tower’s lower entry holes and made its way toward Castiel. It was massive as it moved along the ground leaving a trail like a train in it’s wake. Its large forked tongue tasted the air and tasted Castiel. It knew a great many things from this alone and stopped 20 meters from Castiel. It began to ascend high into the sky to reveal its length as its body began to coil beneath its monstrous height. Its true length would be hard to estimate but what did stand above the mass of coiled basilisk was a 130 foot high beast. It’s scaled were arrayed with multicolored streaks that were only visible atop of its entirely black scales in the sunlight. 

“Who visits the lord in his time of rest…?” A slow and soft echoing voice of a woman could be heard in Castiel’s mind. The basilisk before him staring into him and blocking his path with almost 200 meters of its twisted width. 

[@FallenTrinity] [@Vesuvius00]
With a loud boom the soldiers nearly fell to the ground. The waves of wind that bellowed down from the massive wings of the dragon Sulleykaar showed to the soldiers the power that laid within a dragon. For those who knew well they knew this was another testament of a dragon god’s power or at least a previous one. He sprang another hope within the soldiers as they did forget he was with them. However, as Sulleykaar began to rise into the sky and shift forms, giving all below him a gust of wind that caused them to brace themselves. He took away some of their hope when he went above the trees and flew above the hills to call down from afar to one below. 
A few archers aided Alexis on her return to the battle but were taken by surprise as the massive dragon emerged from above the highest trees and brought with him the sound of his thunderous wings commanding the air to bend beneath them with heavy pressure. 

The cutting his wings did as they allowed him smooth flight was acute in the ears of those below. The archers could not move as they feared the sight of such a dragon and felt it’s roar from the skies like thunder. It was to their surprise that Alexis did not quiver to the sight of this or the sound as it called out to her. “Who the hell is Alexis?” An archer spoke before Alexis leaped into the air and soared with whipping hair and all into the grasp of the dragon. [i]“WHAT THE FFUUUUUCK WAS THAT!?”[/i]

[@BlackPanther]
[i]”Oh how strange this does not feel like my room”[/i]

These words prompted the eyes of both Velai and Ziton to dart to where Paon stood. The doorway was not well illuminated but it did reveal Paon’s person and his eyes that appeared as one would think [i]blind[/i]. Paon quickly apologized for his intrusion but was already visibly irritating the man standing before Velai with lowered weapon aimed to her bosom. “Eeeeeh!?” He said loudly with a held tone of aggravation. 

He looked to him with his glowing hungry yellow eyes. “Get the hell out of here! You blind!?” He questioned with a spitting shout of displeasure. Velai merely shivered as she sat. The weapon still pointed to her and unwavering. The boy behind the man looked visibly shocked by the new one’s presence and lowered in posture as he looked with wide eyes at what may unfold. Velai attempted to communicate as best she could and shook her head and revealed her fear in her expression as best she could to Paon.

[i]“I know you’re not deaf. Get the fuck out before I make you!”[/i]