Dangerous Information (Frederick)

After dealing with murdering one of their own, Kyle left out to the deserts. It was the last spot that this mage was spotted. He wasn't assigned to kill Frederick, but find him and gather more information on Kyll. He needed to gather more information. Was this mage more powerful? What was she planning? Where did she go? He continued down the path following dead bodies and destroyed villages. This mage was TRULY a terror. He showed his power of being a guild master just by the evidence. Kyle sighed as he finally found it. A wind of shadows, a dome of magic that sucked the life out of everything. At the center of the dark storm of magic was the cloaked figure that was pictured in the file. "Hey you!" Kyle shouted out nervously holding a hand to his face. He seemed to be trying not to get sucked in. "I want to know some information about a mage you encountered." Kyle glared in the direction with the same resolve that Frederick had ran into with Kyll. He looked almost like her with the same closed eyes nature.

Another village emptied from all his inhabitants. A trail of corpses scattered all around, each and every one of them drained of it's life force. There was no distinguish among them, men, children, women even the elderly and the sick. It all didn't matter to Frederick he only cared for their souls, their essence of life.
Yet even though Frederick had drained another village it still wasn't enough. He needed more, much more. If he ever wanted to become even close to ascension he had to find stronger preys, or places filled with more people.

It was at that moment when a voice pierced the swirling darkness around Frederick. The darkness that twisted around the town like a vortex. Frederick instantly gazed upon the source, which was a young man that came stepping out of a small alley. But what he said didn't reach Frederick, the words that had came out of his mouth was nothing more then noise to Frederick's ears. So the former guild master only stood there staring at the new prey. Trying to figure out if it was possible that he missed someone in this village. If he did then it must be because that man was more powerful then the rest of these mundane villagers.

Leaving nothing but a vague mist where he originally stood the hooded man disappeared. Only to emerge right behind Kyle. His own black aura now touching the Kyll, probably so vivid that he could almost taste the madness.
'Your essence... it's stronger..'

Kyle looked at the mage that stood before him. He was to approach with caution. This was going to be a bit of a chore. Kyle sighed and grabbed some sand on the ground forming a shield. "I'm not here to become one of your victims," Kyle said. [color=yellow]"I want to know some information on Kyll Vie. The butterfly mage. Do you have any pertinent information that would cause any sort of 'issues.'" Kyle stated. He wanted to know if there was something that would cause her to fall into darkness. The closed eyes mage knew that he would have to dodge some attacks to get this information. Especially from a "mad man" like Frederick. He sighed and stood in a ready stance to block and dodge the dark aura. There was one thing Kyle didn't want, his magic sucked from him. "You can go about your business when you tell me... everything."

The man's voice, it was like noise on the background to Frederick's ears. Words were coming out of his mouth but didn't reached the dark hooded mage. Just like the pleas for life, the people that begged to leave them alone. It were all but noises. Frederick's own madness made him deaf to them. And so was this man, the challenger that stood before him.

Frederick didn't want to wait any longer, his craving for life force had grown again. From out of the darkness that surrounded him ten tentacles would appear, that silently hung in the air. Each and every one of them aimed gluttonously at Kyle Vie.
'You will surrender your soul to me!!'
As if that was the starting signal for the battle the ten tentacles shot forwards towards the mage. Twirling over the ground or dashing straight to him through the air.

Kyle dodge each of the whips of darkness. Kyle knelt down in front of him and put his and on the sands. "You're on my home turf..." Kyle said with a smirk as his body began to sink in the sand. "Now answer my questions Frederik.. Former Master." The sands began to surround the darkness mage. Swirling like a huge tornado with walls six feet away from the darkness mage. "What did she do to you?" Kyle's voice echoed all around the mage like a demon of the desert.

Kyle however was underground in the center about six feet under Frederick. Sunk in speaking through his magic. Greeeeat... if I get this information... How will I get out of here alive? Kyle thought. His heart raced as he tried to focus more on getting answers. This man did scare him more so than Harrigan.

Where are you...?' he inquired with a monotone voice that was rather loud.

He could could feel him around, Kyle's magical presence that is. However he couldn't not see him, or sense him in his darkness. The mage's disappearance started to fuel Frederick's greedy hunger. And through his mind he only repeated the same sentence over and over again. 'where are you... where are you... where are you...'

Then his darkness got shredded apart there for minute, only to make room for a twirling and scorching sand. That swiftly moved around him as his own darkness would do at times.
And from it came a loud and echoing voice. It demanded something, what he didn't know. Because the voice still sounded as noise to him. However this time it was loud enough to slightly reach something inside of him. And for a moment the beginning of his next sentence sounded rather human.
'who is...I can sense you.... where are you...'

"I'm not interested in becoming a means to YOUR ends. I'm hear for my new boss. I want to know, what happened with Kyll Rhiannon Vie." The sand mage said finally. He crossed his arms as his voice reached out to Frederick from the sands to the ears. "Fine, I'll answer your question as long as you answer mine. These sands are me. I'm every where. My words will reach you, surround you, and get the information I need. Now answer my questions. What did Kyll Vie reveal to you? What did she do to make you this way?" Kyle's sands began to swirl and surround him. Hopefully blinding the high ranked mage.

'KYLL?!'

Frederick snapped out of the fogginess that clouded his mind, that mantle of madness that made him a mere husk with an unsatisfied craving for the essence of life. However, even that for a mere moment his mind was clear didn't mean that his madness had subdued, no at the contrary. His silent appearance had been replaced by a raging madmen. One with an nerve wrecking wrath, only because he finally realized the words the sand mage was saying. The name he was asking for.

KYLL VIE!! THAT DREADFUL WOMAN, SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE NOTHING MORE THEN A MEANS TO AN END.. BUT NO..NO CURSE HER AND HER BUTTERFLIES! I WILL NEVER FORGIVE WHAT SHE AND THE OTHER DID TO ME...TAKEN HER AWAY AGAIN!!

Frederick was raging, words that still didn't made a lot of sense probably, but at least it were full sentences now.

'No, she lied to me! I was promised to be reunited with her!! But instead she ripped her out of my arms again....NOW WHERE ARE YOU!!! SHOW YOURSELF OR I WILL LEVEL THIS ENTIRE PLACE!!'

As his anger grew once again a huge black pentacle appeared high up into the sky, at the same time Frederick's dark aura intensified again as his magic power increased high enough that those who could withstand it feel it's pressure weighing down upon them.


Spell that is being prepared.

Dark Void Exalted:

"It seems that you have to take a human completely in order for them to be used as an Ends to a Means. You made that mistake thinking that a member of the Wei Clan would do so, so easily." The sands about centered in one area of the battle grounds. "I did not come to fight." His voice sounded from the tornado. The tornado exploded in to a storm of sands and then calmed down. "I've only come to get more information. Other? Who do you mean, Zeno? I know she is in Eclipse Soul. That and she surrounds herself with powerful allies." Kyle's arms were still crossed. The closed eyes mage looked at him and opened his red eyes. He gave a smirk. "What I want is something different... Something that Kyll or whatever she was at the time revealed to you. Like a defining factor that would make Kyll squirm so hard that she would rather die then know herself. I want to know what happened to the previous Queen of Wishes my grandfather forged a sword for. Tell me."

'CURSE THEM! CURSE ZENO! CURSE EINRICH! AND CURSE THOSE DAMN JOURNALS! THEY'D DESTROYED HER, CUT OFF HER WINGS AND TOOK AWAY THE ONLY THING WHAT BROUGHT HER BACK! CURSE THEM ALL!! NOOOOW GO AWAY!!!!!'

When Frederick's anger reached a boiling point the gigantic pentacle in the sky started to lit up. Throwing a dark glow all over the entire village, then everything seemed to stop for a moment. The wind started to lay down, and the sandstorm that raised through the town gave no more raging sounds. As the pentacle started to shoot down gigantic pillar of black mass down to the earth. And when it hit the ground everything was being buried into a white flash. Taking away every sight there was.

However for a sand mage in the middle of the dessert this was nothing. Sure the impact was beyond comparison, and it did leave nothing more of the entire town and it's surroundings. But for someone who is their natural environment there were enough places to escape this impact.

When the normal daylight slowly started to return it showed the tremendous power Frederick had, the level of destruction he had caused. And you could only imagine if he used this on a heavily populated area. This man if he wanted could be a weapon of mass destruction himself.
Frederick himself was now slowly panting when he overlooked the gaping hole where the village once stood. The sandy remains that had some dark mass remains of the impact. What seems to glister in the sun, almost scorching.
Yet Frederick's eyes were empty again, now that his wrath had passed an explosive point he was slowly dwindling back to the empty husk he was.

'They killed her.. they all did, killed Cecilia and the Queen. Plunged a sword straight through her chest...diminishing her power... power..I will.. I... I feel empty... Need more..'

With that Frederick slowly started to take steps forward, only mumbling to himself. Just like as Kyle had found him. The man was returned to his former husk like state, a being with no self aware with the only objective to feed on the souls of the living. As he walked away he left Kyle Vay behind, where he was. Forgetting about what happened just now entirely.