Vincent stood upon the stone circle in the centre of the room. Behind him were Odette and the stone monument with strange runes. His eyes watched forward as the door crumbled. He felt a sense of excitement and desire for battle.
'Get ready for battle, Silvari! Do not show mercy. Kill everyone.'
'Yes, my beloved, this flesh sleeve will do your will!'
He looked back to Odette, who seemed to be filled with the same feeling as him. Her phoenix blood was close to awakening. His delicate fingers stroked along her fringe, brushing it from her view.
"Odette, start casting a fireball spell. The biggest and most powerful. Don't worry about how long the chant and spell take. Give it your all. I will protect you."
Odette blushed after the last sentence was something she dreamt of hearing. She expected the shock but there was no shock as the hands of Silvari several metres ahead shone for a moment after her master spoke.
