[h3][center][color=0000DC]The Velvet Room[/color][/center][/h3]

Igor turned towards Radcliff with a smile as he suggested simply fighting the assorted legends and gods upfront. [color=0000DC]“That is the idea, yes.”[/color] He said, as he thought for just another moment.

[color=0000DC]“The best description I can give for the power you will be granted is the raw power of human will made manifest. It will be far easier to explain one you’ve experienced the power firsthand, and this will certainly not be our final meeting.”[/color] Igor shifted his weight slightly in his chair, as he briefly closed his eyes. [color=0000DC]”However, I am certain you had noticed the figures summoned by my attendants. They could be used as a frame of reference, although the particular powers differ depending on the individual, and the entity you call.”[/color]

[color=1e90ff]“They’re called Personas.”[/color] Safie cut in, [color=1e90ff]“Think of them as a representation of your inner self, if that makes any sense. And their strength is reliant on your strength of will.”[/color] Igor turned towards Saife, to which she met his gaze and spoke in a respectful tone. [color=1e90ff]“Master, we can both agree that now is not the time to talk around the point. Even if it is a gross simplification, they need to know.”[/color] She turned back towards the guests. [color=4682b4]“Safie!”[/color] Clerval said indignantly, as he stepped forward. [color=0000DC]“It’s quite alright, Clerval. She has a point. The situation has changed in a way we have seldom seen before.”[/color] Igor said, turning towards Clerval, who sighed and stepped back.

[color=0000DC]“As much as I’m sure you still have questions, I’m afraid our time is at an end for now.”[/color] Igor bowed his head, as the blue fog grew thicker and thicker. [color=0000DC]“I await our next meeting. Good luck.”[/color] A few moments later, the fog enveloped the room, and then everything went black.

Then, consciousness.

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[h1][center]Three Hours Remain…[/center][/h1]