Robert Jones
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The floating eyes above him glowed with delight, and suddenly, one of the eyeballs exploded, creating a portal made of blood in midair. A hand devoid of skin emerged from the portal. The hand clenched its fist and the blood that Elias shed on the floor began to bubble, and like iron filings drawn to a magnet, they shot into the limb, fashioning it a skin made of blood, and inflating the muscles, granting the arm strength. The red arm opened its palm and a drop of blood flew from it and embedded…-
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Elias Tiberius began taking out various ritualistic items and placing them in a pentagram around him, he seemed to be taking orders from the golden eyes floating above him, as he paused for a second before he made any action. These items had been cleverly disguised, so their true purpose was hidden, as he had to take apart various different items to combine before using them for the ritual. Although he was following instructions, he still acted quickly and when he understood the pattern to assemble…
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A Spectral missive burned in front of Elias Tiberius, and he held a hand up to stop be the charge of the Runethors. Reading the message on the missive, he gestured to the Corporal by his side, and gave him a quiet message, the soldier nodded, and the horde was split into two. Elias Tiberius went towards the left circling the mountain away from the lake, while the rest stopped just outside the town, and they galloped towards the dense forest. The Corporal whose name was Alec Rhine led the rest of the…
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The Werewolf continued sniffing the air, his empty eye socket began bleeding, "Even though your scent has changed, your Aura remains the same little chick." Rowan was silent, he looked at the tortured werewolf as he remembered the last time he had seen this individual, but at that time he was not a wolf but a man. The pain from where that man held his shoulders, and he freezes him, remained inside his head. The pain remained, so also was his fury. "Boris? Is that you?" The blind Werewolf…
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Looking at the red flames, Rowan had an idea and began pushing his will into the flames, it began to pulse and he created a ball of flame which hovered near him, he pushed it forward and the flames went ahead of him, in the same manner he created six more of the fireballs and let them revolve around him. He was able to manipulate the flames better because he had noticed an increase in the tenacity of his Spirit and he checked his Record and was surprised at the upgrades to his Spirit. P?????????…
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The darkness was broken by the red flames surrounding his left arm, painting the surroundings with the color of blood. The surrounding darkness fled away from the flame with a weird sigh. Rowan looked at his hand that was still burning, and fed more vitality to the flames, making it brighten and spread its lights to encompass the entire room, since his Spatial Sight was hampered inside this facility, he had to use his senses more often. He activated his Energy sight and immediately began picking…
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Dispersing his question, he let himself fade into her memory, where she stood inside a field he had never seen before. She wore a red flowing robe and her eyes were closed. At once, Rowan sensed that he was in a different time, somewhere far back in the past, the air felt different, it was almost alive. His attention went back to the woman, Rowan observed her features, which could not be necessarily called beautiful in the conventional sense, if he were to describe it, he would call it heroic. She…
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The area he just stepped into contained dozens of Vestibulary. A necessary Alchemical tool used in growing and preserving delicate or dangerous living substances, which was not to be confused with a Nexus. Everything nurtured inside a Vestibulary were usually very insubstantial and would not survive outside of it. Rowan recalled he had a similar device in his laboratory, although it was far smaller than the one before him. He had used it to culture part of a Barbarian cell culture he was lucky to…
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The Control Hub must be beyond three thousand feet across, to use only Davross for the walls spoke to Rowan about the length these people had made in creating this place This would require resources from an entire Noble family, and not just any minor families, from the big seven themselves. Nevertheless, regardless of what they built here, he would gladly destroy it. Rowan set his feet and braced himself, he lifted Envy with both hands and breathed deeply. The hum from Envy increased until the…
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The voice of Lamia was like a siren call through the silence, drawing Rowan's focus to her words, "The chains that bind you are connected deeply with your soul, for it is the only way you can truly be controlled. As do I" Lamia bared her teeth in anger, and she brought her hands up as she attempted to touch the spikes in her hair, but she ended up flailing around like a discombobulated bird. Rowan watched in mute fascination as she seemed to strain and argue mentally with herself the closer she got to…
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