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As the others rose, Ferghus examined each one of them, or at least those he found interesting enough to be worth noticing. Mainly because there wasn't anything else to do. However, it was actually quite the interesting experience. 

There was Vestec, the one who was all about chaos. He was definitely someone Ferghus wouldn't want to piss off, but definitely one to keep an eye on. There might be a time to exploit that chaos, and Ferghus wouldn't miss that opportunity.

There was Alexavier, the one who was all about order. No doubt he and Vestec wouldn't get along. Oh yes, definitely a profit to be made off of that. With Ferghus' skills at the forge, there would definitely be opportunities to exploit.

There was Arguis, the knowledgeable one. A little too knowledgeable, if Ferghus was one to judge. Ferghus had noticed Arguis examining him back, and Ferghus didn't quite like that. Mainly because there was no way of really knowing exactly what Arguis was thinking. Still, Arguis could prove a useful ally if need be.

There was Undasis, who was the exact opposite of himself in just about every way. He was male, she was female; he liked fire, she was made of water; he was calm, she appeared troubled. The list could go on, and it perhaps time to move on from that before things got too weird. 

There was Astarte, the... well, she was interesting. Quite interesting. Very interesting. Then Ferghus realized he might be getting a little too and decided it would be best to move on from that particular subject. However, he would keep an eye on her. She was.... the feeling was hard to explain, but it was interesting.

Finally, there was.... well, Ferghus didn't even know how to pronounce his name, but his very presence itself radiated power. One who could bend the very fabric of space and time itself. Resisting the impulse to pronounce him as his master, he shifted his attention back onto the task at hand. 

There was an orb being passed around from being to being, and everyone was adding their power into it. Chaos, water, magic, various portions of power were being added to it, and the orb finally reached him. Ferghus was skeptic of this; after all, he had no idea what it even was. Yet at the same time, the orb felt so compelling, like it was telling him to do it. If the others had served as an example, nothing too significant had happened to them. In fact, some of them appeared to have gotten stronger. Ferghus wasn't quite sure how someone would get stronger by losing power, but then again, Ferghus was just born from nothing. And nothing would get done if he did nothing. 

Deciding to take a chance, he placed his hand on the orb. Almost immediately, he felt something. A power beyond his understand. With that power came knowledge, knowledge of endless depths. Both of those came rushing into him as his might disappeared into the orb. The experience lasted far shorted than was perceived, but it was sensational. Ferghus still felt the compelling need to touch it, but the orb went off to gather the might of his other brethren. A taste of that power was enough, though. Enough to make him realize just how important everyone was, and how little there was to do around here! What was the point of all this!?

4-4=0

Ferghus gained a level!
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