"Before this moment, I've never even drained as much as a sixteenth of my power. Now, I was almost completely empty. The stones did, however, help... Once enough power is channeled, I will no longer have to spend my power at all.
The power was still leaving me... leaving... but it suddenly came to a stop. The stones were fully charged now. My army was now ready."
//Charging is complete\\
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The dead around Kronos begun to rise. Mages, wyvern riders, grunts... all 8,000 of them. They dug their way out of the dried magma, using their weapons, and with some help from the Messengers.
Kronos deemed the first place to clean out to be the Redvik. Although it seemed pretty much dead, there must've been equipment inside his troops could utilize.
The first to attack were the mages. Together, they summoned a large amount of fireballs and sent them flying at the walls, making holes in them. The foot soldiers then marched inside...
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Steorra picked up her staff and lifted the glowing gem in it above her head. A blinding flash of light followed... Soon the light dissipated, revealing Steorra. Something was different about her, though... Wings!
She had a pair of brilliantly glowing wings on her back now. They were spread. By the looks of it, she was getting ready to fly after Vincent. She turned to Darak.
-"Hey, you want to come as well?"
Darak nodded. //I checked this over with DM\\
She walked closer to Darak, and sneaked her hands under his arms, and picked him up...