[IC] Black magic (Still accepting!)

[Shadow Dragon]

He nods slightly. "You told the truth. Good. I like that in a man. Shows he has honor." He blinks, and the shadows disappear.

[Mogget]

"T-Thank you." Dij gulped to Phazar. He wiped at his sweaty forehead, and rubbed the sweat onto his shirt.

[Strong Potato]

"Ugh... "

Herm feels super bad. As if his insides can explode almost any minute. He does not give up the will to live.

"To show dominance, piercing me upon a weapon is very effective. I can help you carry a 100 ton glacier. This pyro-guy will meet his end. I have fought guys faster than light and won. They weren't as smart as you or your brother."

Herm seems to be recovering from the attack.

[Shadow Dragon]

"Prisom was my brother-in-arms. We aren't related. And if you were fighting Prisom, he let you win." He looks at Herm, and stabs his claw into his burning cut. Once he removes the claw, the cold, burning sensation vanishes. "Pyro is very powerful, and incredibly smart. We only managed to stop him last time because we tricked him into believing that he killed me. He won't fall for that trick again."

[Mogget]

"Is there any other way?" Dij asked, "if we can't rely on you, or the same trick working a second time, is all hope truly lost?"

[Shadow Dragon]

"Oh, no, we can still fight him. But the death toll will be uncountable."

[Mogget]

"Oh..." Dij trailed off after the bad news.

[Shadow Dragon]

Phazer sighs. "I wish I could help you. But I must look after my people. Nothing matters more to me right now then they do."
Pyro
He looks at all the flames he's created. The wonderful, wonderful flames. He sits and meditates on his past failure, just as he's done for the past several decades. He sits there for the better part of an hour, then stands up, and looks towards the kingdom that he knows is in the east. I will have my revenge. He begins walking towards the land he once called home. They'll regret letting me live.

[Mogget]

Dij sighed, and his shoulders slumped. "Then we may as well leave."

[Shadow Dragon]

He shakes his head slightly. "I can't go with you, but I can help you indirectly." He claps once, and a manticore steps out of the shadows. "See to their safe travel and return, Verock." The manticore bows, and says in a deep voice that sounds like gravel, "As you wish, my lord." He walks towards them and looks them over. "Who is in charge in your band?"

[Mogget]

"Prisom is." Dij replies to the Manticore.

[Shadow Dragon]

He looks at him blankly. "And he is...?" The scorpion tail twitches slightly.

[Mogget]

"The leader of our band. Prisom arranged this entire operation." Dij explained carefully to Verock.

[Shadow Dragon]

He sighs. "Which of you is Prisom? Point him out please, as he apparently won't make himself known." Prisom just stands there, staring at Phazer.

[Mogget]

Dij pointed towards Prisom, who was looking at Phazar.

[Shadow Dragon]

The manticore looks over, but Prisom's gone. "Where?"

[Mogget]

Dij began to sweat, where was Prisom? He gulped, "I think Prisom's disappeared." He admitted lamely, "I think someone else has to take charge now."

[Shadow Dragon]

He sighs. "What was his power?"

[Strong Potato]

"His power is being a b*tch..."

Herm stands up.

"Always late, unless it is to steal the show. He also got some light magic nobody cares about. Ugghh, what day is it?"

[Shadow Dragon]

His eyes narrow. "Light? The Lightbringer is back?" He hisses in anger and fear, and jumps backward. A searing bolt of energy pierces Herm's side. It feels like someone stuck a freshly welded sword into his ribs. A terrifying voice sounds out of the shadows. "You. Take. That. Back."