Draven folded his arms, smirking as Tsar soared above the two.
"You are correct, half-demon, or whatever... Normally, I would prefer to tear you apart personally. However, considering the fast one you tried to pull on me last night, I'm not in the mood for fair games..."
He outstretched his arms, a crimson orb materializing in each hand...
"You know what I want. Give me the sword... the REAL one... You should do so quickly, since once my friend up there gets in one of his moods, he's quite uncontrollable... If you refuse, then we'll simply disembowel you... and move on to those two brats of yours..."
At that moment, another shadow arrived on the scene, appearing behind Draven. Draven kept his gaze upon Zeros', but spoke to the one behind him in a much darker tone...
"I thought I told you to stay out of this..."
Jayce assumed the floating crossed-arm position that Draven had a second ago.
"Heh heh heh... Do I make you nervous, Draven? Really, I'm just watching..."
Jayce's attention shifted to Zeros'.
"Hmmm... what is he? His face resembles a human's, yet he has wings like a demon..."
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Iduran stood up, looking at the faint shadow of his island in the distance. Something was not quite right, as an eerie mist hung about the air...
"Hmmm... we're approaching from the west... If we follow the shore north a bit, we should find a small port town where we can dock the boat. We should be prepared, though, because there's a chance it might be occupied by the Dark Empire. I have no idea if it is though, since I haven't been there since the initial attack..."
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The surroundings around Genma lost their color, and time seemed to stop as he received his reply:
"Their mission differs from yours. If you can accomplish yours by accompanying them, then so be it. If not, do not. Remember, I want you to assess Draven's loyalty to me... Do whatever you deem necessary... if need be, join his ranks as a commander, talk to his officers... just do it subtly..."
The effect faded and everything returned to normal.