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Enzeru
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Date Posted: 14:45:01 01/11/03 Sat
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Nemesis
's message, "Re: Supper." on 13:46:59 01/11/03 Sat
It had taken her three days as he had predicted….she knew nothing of her pursuers…which was a plus. Ashen would not be that dumb….after-all he was second in command next to Karina so…
The message had come quickly…less then 15 minutes ago…and already he was moving…the ground being eaten up at a pace that could only be described as grotesquely inhuman. Massive wings pounded the air, each thrust from them causing the snow to tear apart blasting it into a fine powdery oblivion. He smiled eyes already shifting, taking a deep violet tone….
He enjoyed this, this release of power…flight. He hardly did it, most of the time he relied on his legs to take him where he needed to go….
there…
the spot on the horizon took shape quickly eyes focusing abruptly on the area, scanning...senses stretching outwards to ascertain the safety of the area… Yes, he was fast…to cover ground that would take three days in less than 30 minutes? Hell yea that was fast…
Powerful wings snapped shut and he glided across the surface of the ground, friction against his body slowing him…nearly instantly they snapped open once again backwinging powerfully. Again a cloud of snow was formed, even as his feet touched earth…he skid quickly across the ground coming to a stop before his men, wings already furled, cloak over his shoulders.
“Where?” he spoke to no one in particular, though only one person acknowledged him. Longs midnight hair…piercing amber eyes…and a gait the beget extreme power and potential. Ashen…
His voice was cool, passive…emotionless. “the dragon took her personally…through a gateway exactly where you stand Enzeru..”
He nodded slowly, long onyx strands brushing his shoulders as he walked in a slow circle. Eyes slowly bled and swirled becoming crimson as he simply watched….there was a lingering in magic…a leech of some sort. His head cocked to the side…so that was Wyrd. He smirked slightly and then stood back… “on my mark…all of you, spectral shift and then phase shift forward as fast as we can. Yes…and I mean use the Darkwind…” he smirked… “also…all of you stay as close to me as possible…we wouldn’t want our guest to k now we where there…”
They all nodded…in understanding.
Enzeru smiled and lifted his right hand closing his eyes. The back of his hand suddenly flared, an intricate crest forming there where there was once nothing…A dragon with wings spread wide, within its chest a pentagram with archaic runes on it. I release the fourth seal….narichais nayishma……until the purpose has been fulfilled…” the air rippled as water, crimson eyes glowing slightly as a chill ran down their spines…now none would sense their presence….only a seer that was ACTIVELY searching for them would sense their presence, and even then it would be vague…..
“mark”
the group of ten vanished instantly simply winking out of existence into a world of muted gray and shadow and then…they shifted forward air rippling around them and tearing apart….the gateway slammed open as they appeared in Nemesis’ realm….invisible, undetectable…at least for now….
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