Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

It leads to the same location, except more pinpointed. I seem to be a short distance away, a little ways past the hill where Abigail had her lava bath.

 

"Abigail, can you check where you had the lava bath for Aj? Please?"

 

"Oh, sure thing." Abigail says, teleporting up to the hill.

"Uh, yeah I see him. He's a bit of a ways away...doing, something. But I see him." Abigail shouts back.

 

"Can you ask him what he's doing to me?"

 

"Uh...I dunno. Why don't you ask him, since you can blast him with your lasers or whatever. He looks pretty...weird." Abigail shouts back.

 

"I can't move!"

 

"Why not?" Abigail asks, teleporting over to Ruby, "Can't you float?"

 

"Not when he's doing... That!"

 

"Uh, what? Do you want me to carry you or something? I could do that." Abigail asks.

 

"Whatever works! I'm too tired to levitate!"

 

Abigail picks Ruby up, before flying her over the hill towards me.

As Abigail approaches, there seems to be a dark aura of sorts around me. I'm covered in blood, as well as the area around me; and various corpses, both intact and destroyed lay in the bloody ground.

I dart from corpse to corpse, ripping it apart, destroying it from within, even eating some.

"Uh...you want to talk to him?" Abigail asks, trying to hide her fear.

 

"Apparently."

"Aj, are you okay?"

 

I stop ripping apart the corpse for a moment, turning to look at Ruby and Abigail.

My red eyes glow furiously, and an evil, blood stained grin appears on my face.

"You're weak." I mutter, grinning madly; blood dripping from my claw-hands. I don't seem to be myself.

"Easy Prey."

 

"Abigail, run. I'll make it."

 

"Uh...no you won't. I'm getting you out of here." Abigail says nervously.

I start walking towards Abigail and Ruby, grinning madly.

A quiet voice echoes in Ruby's mind; almost a whisper. It says...

"Run. I'm struggling to regain control of my bloodlust."

 

"I was in Eras' Void Palace. There are some pillars which show the Darklands throughout history... I made the mistake of trying to use the black pillar, the first age. Which is pretty much when this world did not exist and there was just the Void. I guess Eras looks at that every now and then, and of course it has to be there, but it isn't meant for those who aren't fully immortal."

All of Aura's scales seem to be turning a reddish-brown colour.
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"No, I just examined Hythania and Idala. I guess you could say that I'm a baby, since I've only just been 'born'."
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OOC: Btw, Arnold knows both Dark Script and 'normal language', the language the world knows because there has to be a language that everyone knows for trading and other things. Going to refer to this normal language as 'Common Tongue'. Also, common tongue is mainly used in the Darklands, but a few people such as kings, the more powerful magic users in the Darklands and everyone in the Void Palace know Dark Script. Dark Script is only really used for magic.
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"I know Common Tongue but if you have any books in Dark Script, then I would like to see them. I think I will try to learn another language later."

 

"I'll knock it out of you. I'm tracing it."

"Abigail, you'll be dunking me in a lava pool after this."

 

"Then you've confirmed my suspicions. It's an external force." The voice replies.

I break into a sprint, headed for Abigail. Abigail screams, failing to teleport away in her fear.

 

I walk to my second in command/advisor. I say to him, "Can you have the women and children make arrows. Lots of arrows." I go to the stables and check on the horses to see if they're ready to charge into battle or flee swiftly.

 

"Ah... I... I don't think it's as bad as you think."

Sgavrinn looks at Aura curiously.
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"What...?"
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"Dark script? Fifth floor, above the entrance. Common tongue is on the second floor to the right, but then take the second left."

"Eat this, you fool."

The external force gets blasted hard enough to make its control waiver. If nothing else, it'll let Aj take back control of his mind.

The horses are ready, and it seems that anyone who isn't busy is making arrows already.