The Emetgis Momar…

Blue robed men went silent with fear and stopped casting their magic. They clearly didn't fully understand the dark magic that Prophet was capable of casting… and if they did… they never imagined he would ever use such dark forces.

Warriors of the United Tribal Refuge were strewn over the courtyard like litter after the explosion of earth and rock from Prophets spell. Many of Prophets own sentries dotted the ashen grey ground with the navy blue robes of the order.

The creaking of the Chaos-GI's breathing sounded like oak trees being bent with great force. The Elemental gazed over everything but made no move as it was yet to be given the order to do so.

How it wanted to though…

the ragged breathing and roaming fiery blue eyes all pointed to the one thing everyone in the court yard felt… this elemental was out for blood. It wanted death on a great magnitude and cared little for "sides". It would follow Prophets commands… Grudgingly… and only while the circle of blue alchemic flames remained in tact.

Gravity stood motionless within the wall of blue flames… His two swords Gog and Magog glowed brightly from the feast they found within the energy of prophets spell… Had this been a lesser summoner and the alchemic symbol of a lesser power, the swords may have leached enough energy from the circle to force prophet to close the gate and banish the beast before it destroyed him as well as everyone else… But the swords did little to quench the roaring blue flames. These where symbols of ancient origin that no one but a desperate heart broken mystic of the highest order would ever use.

No fear played across Gravity's face… he had seen beasts of this nature during the near eternity he spent in the chaos realm. Deadly and definitely an equal match to the rage walker… but the beast was born into this world with limitations… Gravity was born into this realm with none.

Gravity scanned the surrounding area for Skye, having lost her in the explosion of earth. "Noottthingg yoouu caan dooo about thaaattt…" the ever cynical swords reminded Him. Not answering his blades he did manage a short nod before turning toward the problem at hand.

For a moment, within the raging blue flames and the distant archway Prophet and Gravity locked eyes… an entire conversation then played out within them… still bonded by the laws of The Path. No one but Skye heard the silent argument that then ensued between the two enemies and where ever she was she was either incapable of protest or said nothing to stop the heated exchange.

The conversation ceased. Confused men on both sides realized that this was a battle that was not there's. this was a personal grudge between the Rage Walker and the once praised Prophet. No body on either side wanted to get in between the two fierce warriors… even without the menacing glare of the Chaos-GI. Seconds played out like hours, the tension within the walls of the courtyard rose and the entire area seemed as if it might tear itself apart with the anticipation of these two titans clashing.

With in Prophet's eyes you could see the reflection of the ever defiant ever unreliable Chaos Warrior. He stood with in the flames a cold smile on his lips and both cursed swords at the ready. The flames danced upon his skin but did nothing to harm him… black cloth covered in red symbols was tied around his head and covering the tops of his ears. The Emetgis Momar… Prophet marveled at the rage walkers find… How in the 7 realms did he retrieve the Chaos Crown? No matter… the crown would do little against the Chaos-GI's raw power… But still… what had those two been up to during their 2 moon sabbatical? What other secrets had the two discovered in his absence. Gravity's eyes were bright as stars making the blue flames seem tame in comparison. Quiet controlled rage swelled and pulsed from the rage walker the memory of Skye being thrown to the ground and lost in the earthquake played over and over in his mind. "Kill this fucker… find Skye… smoke my pipe." Gravity checked off his mental itinerary as his instincts took over losing himself to the Chaos within him.


To Be Continued...