Upon hearing the part about 2 cyan pentagrams, Torne and Onyx looked at each other, obviously interested.
"Can you be more specific?" Torne asked.
The furry creature laughed, seeing the greed in the two beings' eyes, something common to all races. It said sharply. "Your master has two magical forms. I don't know how this is possible, but it is quite incredible.
However, I've seen he doesn't have the fifth essence of the first form and only the first essence of the second form. What I offer you is the fifth pentagram and the second pentagram."
That would be excellent!
But Torne was no fool. He asked with a hint of skepticism in his voice. "What do you get if you give us that?"
"Don't worry, ghost, your victory will benefit me. I know I'm not compatible with any of you, so we wouldn't have to fight.
