"I agree with Zion." Said Rink to Zeros'. "Let's get going." He held out his hand, offering for Zeros' to carry him there, since he can't fly very fast and it would be a very long trip for him to fly on his own, and he'd get tired out and the trip is overseas so it would, in fact, be impossible for Rink to fly on his own there.
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"So, Duilin. You wouldn't believe how pleased I am to have you on my side." Abodahon said to his son, as they arrived at the top of the stairs. They were in medium sized room with three doorways leading to long hallways. He walked through the doorway to the left, with Duilin. "You see, having you join me was one of my major life goals."
"Go figure..." Duilin replied. He still seemed a bit uncomfortable with Abodahon. "Yeah...so anyways. What's the plan?"
"Well...right now, we must prepare for an attack. Haraldur, Zeros' and his band, are going to attack our mighty fortress. Melkoth has been wounded by Haraldur, due to him...well getting killed, but he's back...it's complicated."
"Yeah, yeah. I understand..." Duilin replied. They then arrived at a large stone door, with the symbol of the Talonscar engraved on it. The door automatically slides open, with mechanisms and magic sensor systems. The room looked, well, like hell, literately. It was all orange coloured stone, with lava fountains. Duilin made some uncomfortable looks, but still walked at a normal pace, in the room next to his father. At the end of the room, there was a large throne, it looked similar to his other room he had in the former fortress. Abodahon sat down on the throne, and then looked back at his son.
"So, Duilin." Abodahon said. "Would you like anything to drink?"
"Yeah...some water." Duilin replied.
Quickly a servant dressed in dark robes lined with a gold colour on the ends, and a shaved head and pale skin, caring an eerie mug, full of clean water. Duilin took the mug and sipped the water.
"Oh, Duilin. You may like this, about five years ago, on my little visit to the underworld I found this." Abodahon motioned to this, quite majestic looking sword. Duilin recognized the weapon; it appeared to be Nevina's Holy Bastard sword. (I never checked over with Cyber Wolf about this, but I don't think he would really care.) "I found it around the time when Qor died...It was in fact a great day when that happened. The woman who did that was a hero to us all."
"That was Nevina...she was a good friend of mine. I saved her from getting caught in the MDAA." Duilin stated.
"Ah yes, that's right. I must warn you about the sword however. It contains many holy properties, it can be pretty harmful to demons, almost killed my spirit demon it did, however he quickly teleported before he could get destroyed, however the body of Nex wasn't as lucky."
"Can I have it?" Duilin asked
"Umm...I'm not sure if that would be the best idea. I keep it as more of a decoration, I have these gauntlets to protect me from the holy aura." Abodahon then motioned at his servant. "If you do want a weapon you can have this. I know how much you enjoy maces."
The servant carried over this impressive looking mace, rather then a ball with spikes at the end of the pole it had four blades. It had a red leather grip and was made of dark metal, likely the same metal as Valos' sword. It had runes engraved on the pole. Duilin took the mace, and admired the weapon. "Impressive." He swung it in the air, it seemed surprisingly just as easy to swing as his old mace. "I like it...I like it a lot."
Abodahon grinned. "Excellent. Now perhaps, you'd like to be taught some more demonic magic?" He asked.
"Of course father." Duilin grinned back.
