Fuming like a raging demon of the Nines, Tala firmly placed her arms upon the finely set dining table. The emerald glint within her eyes was dark with ominous clouds as she plotted or at least attempted to.
"What do you have to know such information?" I muttered softly, losing interest in the meal before me. It was tasteless. How a queen could eat such a thing told me many things.
"Regnar is a Demi-God." She gloomily told, carrying grace in her tone. That seemed never to pale, no matter the anger or state of being.
"And Zanris is a Devil of Nine, although I am sure you figured that out." I meticulously stated, fueling the building resentment within her heart.
"Indeed," Said Tala, removing her palms from the table." But it begs the question why one of Arsene's men is here?'
"His men? Quite presumptuous are we? I work for myself, Woman. Although once you form a deal with Ashna, I cannot say the same for you."
"You seem overly familiar with a God." Tala probed.
"You could say we are quite close," I said, rising from my chair. "Good day Lady Tala. I will be off. I hope you survive. Silvia and Zanris are both coming. And what do you think will happen when she finds you?"
Withdrawing from the dining table, I ignored the ugly expression upon the two ladies. Tala had caused her own downfall. If one was so fearful, why allow her in prison? Why not simply sneak in and kill her? She wished for Zanris to suffer, never to see the light again, and it backfired.
Entering my cabin, I rested my body, sending a text to Zanris and Silvia of what I had seen. Zanris had gotten separated for some reason, something I suspected to be related to Tala. However, it did not matter, not yet anyway.
Pulling out the Scepter of Remtela. The faint whisper of despair echoed like a gentle lover within my mind. Clawing at my heart, the Scepter shone with a dark mist. Laying my eye upon the single rune, I had never seen before. My fingers gently traced over it.
"Trap, Eliminate, Free," It faintly whispered.
Shocked, never having seen a spirit within a weapon, my heart throbbed in fascination. Sensing the hidden divinity, it soon began to coil around my palm like a serpent. As if it had eyes, I could feel its stare.
"Such power, but it begs to question what are your limits?"
I had no perspective of how powerful this weapon or any could be. Most of those I fought were under the flames of Hellfire. A power that went against creation. It was not truly a fair weapon. However, once I become a god, I will need weapons aside from a spear.
Adding a bit of my Demonic Qi within the Scepter of Remtela, the rune upon its skull began to glimmer. Feeling my power beginning to amplify, a strange force attempted to compel me to cast a Circle.
Releasing my grip, my gaze grew solemn, "You will have your turn, that I can promise you." I muttered, placing the Scepter of Remtela into a low-grade spiral ring. Now was not the time to test such a weapon.
Sitting in the Lotus position, I entered a trance, not to study the Dao of Heaven but rather ponder my combat skills. I knew my real self was doing that, but I needed to improve them here and now. I could not wait years. Not with a potential Demi-God, as my enemy. It can be safely assumed that this man is working with Sitri.
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Sensing the speed of the vessel at a standstill, I awoke from my light trance. Stretching my arms, I pushed demonic qi into my boy to rid my weary muscles. Shadow stepping from the lower deck to the deck, I saw a deserted ship.
"Dicks!" I exclaimed, crossing my arms, "Those bastards did not even wake me!"
Pouting in annoyance, I sighed, looking off into the large jungle in the distance about a kilometer away. Knowing they must have taken a smaller ship, I leaped overboard, landing upon the surface of the water.
Pushing Demonic QI into my feet to stand upon the water, I could not help but feel like a God! It was a simple trick, but something about standing on the water just felt far more satisfying than flying.
"Hm, can a God have a God-Complex?" I amusingly questioned.
Walking towards the large jungle ahead, I made my way to the shores. Noticing no signs of blood, much less tracks, I figured someone was coving their tracks. However, such a thing was not a big deal for me.
Fusing my mind with the darkness, a large domain about two Kilometers in diameter appeared around me. Scrunching my brow at the dangers, my lips curled downward.
"Someone must have died. I counted over two thousand people on board. So someone must have been covering them... Wait, why did Tala even need that many people? Such an arrogant woman would not lower herself to travel with commoners. Unless she needed them. Could it be for a sacrifice for some ritual?"
Making sure no one saw me, I entered the jungle full of life in hopes of finding any signs of human activity. I did not know much regarding Sa'ar but seeing all the monsters and beasts living here. I remain vigilant.
This jungle was moist and cool, with the sea breeze humming with creatures I had never seen in real life. Like a crab with four long claws, while its entire body was as comparable to the size of a bear but azure and pink. Buzzing with a powerful electrical power.
"Ceriloat," I stated, having read about them from the Library of the Vanir Clan. They were known for the elemental manipulation of Lightning. It was even said that many of them were immune to Lightning altogether.
Making a detour as to not wait time, my senses suddenly picked up on a rather interesting pulse of energy beneath the lake near the Ceriloat. It was dark, sinister even, but it did not make any signs of hiding its presence.
This curse could be linking to all the islands, but that's assuming this curse followed the rules of a formation that needed a specific coordinate to connect with each rune or node together. And I highly doubted this curse needed to.
Drawing closer towards the lake that rested seven Ceriloats buzzing with Lightning. I gazed down through the mirrored lake. Noticing my reflection, I frowned, realizing I knew nothing about the world. Aside from killing and building my army, I did nothing.
"This mirrored Lake, I will return. After I figure out where I am."