'How dare she gives me such orders!'
'To wait and plan out my 2 seconds attack.'
'And this guy is so irksome and weak right now. He's literally wearing a cast. This kill would be so easy.'
'That's bull shit.'
'I no longer see the reason in waiting anymore. Tonight his going down. Hard.'
***
Now that that was over. He was cornered with just a partner and some orbs.
He decided to play it smart by killing two birds with one stone.
The General.
He was a high rank official and also a seemingly powerful mage.
He strolled right down to his office.
It was already getting dark so he needed to act fast before nightfall.
He was ushered into their office after the signature knock of his and luckily, he met him.
The general sat comfortably in his puffy towering spin chair while as always Ren stained the scene with an austere expression in waiting stand.
"Xavier, it's been a while. Tell me, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Yeah," he palpably signalled the general it was something private, so Ren readily excused himself before he proceeded.
"I have got a problem."
"Another!"
"Well not another but their linked."
He raised his arm to reveal the bands of striped bandages hovering round his arm with a faint purple glow from the scar.
"I need your help."
The general quickly got up as Xavier flatly discussed the intricacies of his plan and how important this was.
He also had to release some other details about him being the Celestial King.
The general merely just rubbed the edge of his jaw with a subtle scrub as he digested the words of Xavier.
He knew something like this would spar but he never knew he never concepted they he will be left in the dark about it till it excalated this much.
His head was still unconsciously bowed down in sheer amazement.
Xavier couldn't tell what he was insinuating from his body reaction. All he hoped was that it would be in his favour.
"A battle against a god? In all my days I never thought I'll do something that queer."
His firm mouth line stroked into a gallant curve saturated with fighting spirit.
"If it's orbs you need, so you shall have," he pressed a remote bottom centred at the side of his desk and a drawer stacked with multiple orbs shimmering with distinct tints displayed on an ascent rack beside the left wall.
They were numbers of them and Xavier wouldn't even think of sparing any for the general.
He gathered up a bunch and stored the up in batches.
He silently consumed all 68 of them over the period of their raid from his inventory.
So, he was all set and ready.
'This may actually work,' a bit of narrow hope flared.
Moments later, he laid on his bed and took off his bandage.
He activated the Trypanos Orb and carefully placed it centerly below his bunked bed while the General activated a wide range rune below.
The rune was to induce dream share between the two but the standard term for such is called dream walking.
He as well cast a timely sleep spell on them both but not before Xavier could set an alarm for the next hour.
1 minutes later, they both dozed off.
They already sprayed on some of Xavier's special serum, and its efficiency still amazed even Xavier himself.
They needed to be as quick as possible.
Their primary objective was to heal Xavier which required to set Aeloria free.
He hiked over the weary distance of the alterine cautiously aware of all four corners simultaneously.
The entire place felt abandoned and as silent as a graveyard and he sought this strange.
He decide not to question the coupled effort of luck and fate and simply get on with their mission.
The resplendent orb shimmering above caught his eye when an array of receptible colours fell on his with recognizable resemblance.
Somehow, he could fell the power of the orb like it was calling to him.
He halted and peered even deeper unto the spherical surface of the mana orb.
Memories came flooding in about his death. He could recall how his orb was stolen from him and after that...
[New quest: Retrieve mana core and reunite]
[Reward: A memory]
Memories where objects given that were of formerly significance in the era before.
Most of them were utterly useless and battered after the war but those that survive still remains one of the greatest weaponery ever built in man kind.
He had a new quest and it was so easy.
Just grab an orb that was right there, seemingly begging you to take it away.
He stared some more and moulded his resolve – what was more important here?
He lept up in astounding upthrust and ascended to the sides of the mighty tower.
Guess he was going for the orb.
The ruffled dust particles scattered caught the attention of the General who still maintained pindrop silence though in a bit of shock.
He climbed the rest of the way up and made it to the top.
The orb was calling him.
He clenched the orb and pulled it out of its hold.
"Its a trap!!!", a worried scream from below besieged Xavier's fright as warps of shadowed tentacles wrapped round him.
The general below failenly attempted to fend of the plethora of monsters arising but soon got captured minutes later.
The tentacled hugged tighter and a weaving band of shadows figured up to constellate a joyful godesss with a mocking smile on her face.
"So you thought you can run away from me that easily. Next, time you plan a raid try a bit harder."
Her shapeless form hovered over his circumference joining up to form a serpant with Xavier still tightly clenched.
"Did you seriously think that just the two of you were a match against me?", she worriedly smiled hoping it was just the two of them.
"O well, don't have to bother about that now. I have gotten my prize back."
She swifenly launched out a spear like object and stabed it through the air as it progressed downwards, through and past the General's head.
He was dead.