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There had been an awakening.
It was strange for both Mythal and Lux to experience a similar sensation. They rarely shared the same opinion, let alone an omnipotent feeling of some power or magic sparking to life for a brief second and then fading. The Darkness King had been working over the last remnants of paperwork when he felt it; like a prickling in his neck. As his head tilted upwards and his eyes turned towards the window, the Lightbringer walked into existence beside his desk, also heading in the direction of the window.
“The hell was that?” the Darkness Slayer asked, his pen sliding out of his hand and landing flat on the desk.
“No idea but whatever it is… was… it’s gone,” Lux murmured as he walked up to the window. Then, upon realizing that they had experienced the same thing, he turned back to Mythal. “Wait you felt that?”
Mythal’s brow furrowed. “Yeah. I’m surprised you felt it.”
“Hey, that was light energy, pal. Or at least… something similar to it. You telling me that you can sense light now? Wonder if you’re getting run off from my magic starting to come back,” Lux wondered aloud, tapping his finger against his chin. “Whatever it is, that was some kind of signal.
Light magic. That was something Mythal should have an aversion to, rather than an awareness for. That was fairly concerning in and of itself. But that was something he could put on the backburner and think about later. Whatever that emergence of magical power had been, its trail was already beginning to fade. All he had was a direction at this point. His magic wrapped around him, cloaking in tendrils of darkness as he practically kicked open the window and jumped out of it. The intense energy of his own magic gave him enough power to soar through the sky, his outlined pressed against the late afternoon sky. He tore through the air at his highest speed, making sure he kept the twinkling bits of magic signature were directly in front of him.
It took several minutes but the last traces were starting to fizzle out as he came soaring down towards the ground. He was closer to Peace Village; the outcropping of trees was a couple fields away that signified the small gathering of buildings. But where he was landing was in a strange spot in the forest. There was a small ravine that ran just under the ground, where the land had parted and grown over itself quite some time ago. As Mythal came down and landed on the solid earth above the ravine, he expanded his senses to the gorge below. It was in utter darkness but there were no living beings within it beyond critters living in the soil. He knelt down, pressing his hand against the ground softly before he reared back and sent a punch downwards, cracking the dirt shell in one swift stroke. The ground trembled and the stability was thrown off, breaking apart the once steady covering. A portion of it fell downwards into the ravine; specifically the spot Mythal had knelt on. He went with it, activating his magic halfway to keep himself from a heinous impact. As the broken soil settled on the gorge floor below, he took a moment to look about the area.
With the single stream of light illuminating the immediate area, all he saw was the steep incline of the walls and the tattered surface of the ground below. As he floated downwards, Lux walked back into existence, his hands placing themselves on his hips. “Well it’s not quite what I was hoping for. I was looking forward to seeing an ancient shrine or some kind of light monster or… anything beyond a boring old cavern,” the Lightbringer sighed.
“Doesn’t seem like much, huh?” Mythal echoed the sentiment as he continued to look around. He was about to turn back and leave through the hole he’d made when he spotted something sticking out from a pile of dirt. It wasn’t directly in the beam of light so it was easy to miss but as he turned, the sunlight managed to glint off the edge of it. Curiously he approached it, bending down to inspect the source of the light.
It was… well, a key. Someone had lost a key all the way out here? Maybe someone had gotten attacked and used their magic and, during the fight, the key had gotten dropped. It would explain the sudden burst of magic from before. It looked like there was an inscription on its head. The God Slayer reached for the item, his fingers wrapping around the end of it. All of a sudden it erupted in a great burst of light and sound, knocking him and Lux back from the explosion… or rather, emergence.
It was strange for both Mythal and Lux to experience a similar sensation. They rarely shared the same opinion, let alone an omnipotent feeling of some power or magic sparking to life for a brief second and then fading. The Darkness King had been working over the last remnants of paperwork when he felt it; like a prickling in his neck. As his head tilted upwards and his eyes turned towards the window, the Lightbringer walked into existence beside his desk, also heading in the direction of the window.
“The hell was that?” the Darkness Slayer asked, his pen sliding out of his hand and landing flat on the desk.
“No idea but whatever it is… was… it’s gone,” Lux murmured as he walked up to the window. Then, upon realizing that they had experienced the same thing, he turned back to Mythal. “Wait you felt that?”
Mythal’s brow furrowed. “Yeah. I’m surprised you felt it.”
“Hey, that was light energy, pal. Or at least… something similar to it. You telling me that you can sense light now? Wonder if you’re getting run off from my magic starting to come back,” Lux wondered aloud, tapping his finger against his chin. “Whatever it is, that was some kind of signal.
Light magic. That was something Mythal should have an aversion to, rather than an awareness for. That was fairly concerning in and of itself. But that was something he could put on the backburner and think about later. Whatever that emergence of magical power had been, its trail was already beginning to fade. All he had was a direction at this point. His magic wrapped around him, cloaking in tendrils of darkness as he practically kicked open the window and jumped out of it. The intense energy of his own magic gave him enough power to soar through the sky, his outlined pressed against the late afternoon sky. He tore through the air at his highest speed, making sure he kept the twinkling bits of magic signature were directly in front of him.
It took several minutes but the last traces were starting to fizzle out as he came soaring down towards the ground. He was closer to Peace Village; the outcropping of trees was a couple fields away that signified the small gathering of buildings. But where he was landing was in a strange spot in the forest. There was a small ravine that ran just under the ground, where the land had parted and grown over itself quite some time ago. As Mythal came down and landed on the solid earth above the ravine, he expanded his senses to the gorge below. It was in utter darkness but there were no living beings within it beyond critters living in the soil. He knelt down, pressing his hand against the ground softly before he reared back and sent a punch downwards, cracking the dirt shell in one swift stroke. The ground trembled and the stability was thrown off, breaking apart the once steady covering. A portion of it fell downwards into the ravine; specifically the spot Mythal had knelt on. He went with it, activating his magic halfway to keep himself from a heinous impact. As the broken soil settled on the gorge floor below, he took a moment to look about the area.
With the single stream of light illuminating the immediate area, all he saw was the steep incline of the walls and the tattered surface of the ground below. As he floated downwards, Lux walked back into existence, his hands placing themselves on his hips. “Well it’s not quite what I was hoping for. I was looking forward to seeing an ancient shrine or some kind of light monster or… anything beyond a boring old cavern,” the Lightbringer sighed.
“Doesn’t seem like much, huh?” Mythal echoed the sentiment as he continued to look around. He was about to turn back and leave through the hole he’d made when he spotted something sticking out from a pile of dirt. It wasn’t directly in the beam of light so it was easy to miss but as he turned, the sunlight managed to glint off the edge of it. Curiously he approached it, bending down to inspect the source of the light.
It was… well, a key. Someone had lost a key all the way out here? Maybe someone had gotten attacked and used their magic and, during the fight, the key had gotten dropped. It would explain the sudden burst of magic from before. It looked like there was an inscription on its head. The God Slayer reached for the item, his fingers wrapping around the end of it. All of a sudden it erupted in a great burst of light and sound, knocking him and Lux back from the explosion… or rather, emergence.
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