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There are few things that Dragon Fire cannot burn through.
Magic is not one of them.
Takato leapt through the breach created by his partnerÆs flames. HeÆd handle the inside alone while Guile burnt everything that got in the way to ashes.
He heard screaming the moment he entered. One of those wards must keep sound from escaping, he thought.
He didnÆt even quicken his pace as he heard footsteps approach. Though they were coming for him, they were of no interest to him.
If they were enemies that wanted to fight, heÆd crush them. If they avoided him, Juggernaut would suck them into the sky later. And if they were allies, if he even had allies, then heÆd take them with him when he left.
Either way, it didnÆt really matter to him.
NowàletÆs seeà
The wards around this place indicate that the most heavily defended location was that towers. In that case, odds were that was where everything important was.
Still, he should probably confirm that.
ôEye of Judgment.ö He uttered.
Red flame burst up around him like a bonfire, burning from his feet to a yard over his head.
He held back a sigh. So flashy; ideally, this spell wouldnÆt exist at all within the visible light spectrum, butà
Oh well. It served its purpose.
Most of the spells energy was invisibly stretching throughout the compound. This was his personal searching spell; not as good as Keter but also no reliant on visual perception.
He nodded to himself after a moment as the grasping claws of his spell relayed information to him; the general layout of the area (which hadnÆt changed that much in his absence), the approximate number of people in motion outside the Tower, their distance from his location and the general direction of movement, and, more usefully, their power relative to his own. It did the same to the area, but there was nothing of note-worthy power outside the Tower.
He guessed the buildings around him were sleeping quarters and other facilities for the workers. He wouldnÆt know; heÆd always been kept within the Tower. Apparently, transportation was a security risk, so they had never let them go outside of it.
Takato still remembered his first step outside of the Tower. His hands had been dripping with the blood of his enemies, his left eye had been black, his lips had been split, and he was fairly sure something had been broken; he hadnÆt actually gotten to see the medical report, though, soà
Still, it was one of his best memories.
He shook himself.
He had work to do. He could reminisce over the mutilated corpses of his enemies.
ôGuile,ö He thought, communicating with his partner via telepathy. ôDo you have any use for anything outside that Tower? Because I donÆt.ö
His only reply was a rain of fire. Literally. It began to rain, only instead of drops of water, it rained tiny little fireballs.
Screams began almost immediately. As for Takato, the rain fell upon his as well, but it hurt him no more than actually. This time it wasnÆt anything he did; his partner had made the spell leave him be.
HeÆs gotten better since I left, Takato thought. But then, Guile always was better at offensive spells then he was.
He closed his eyes as he continued through the rain.
ôHmàbut, wellàif I can use my stylesàI wonÆt lose even to him.ö He said, lifting a hand and concentrating.
The Aspect of the spell was Fire and its color was Blue, the traditional color of Water. In other words, it was a fire spell that imitated water; in this case, rain.
He gently touched the spell with his own power and let Guile know he was there. It was easier to do this with the casterÆs consent.
Guile let him do as he pleased.
He didnÆt change the color or the Aspect; no, that was too basic. He left the Aspect untouched and instead added to the coloration.
To Blue he added Yellow, the color of the wind. Blue and Yellow mix to form Green, the color of the earth and life. The result with a fire spell that functioned not only like the rain, but like the wind. And not just that; it grew like a living organism.
Normally, magical colors donÆt work like this. Adding another color to a spell simply meant it had two colors. Blue and Yellow should have stayed Blue and Yellow. And even if they did mix, the result should have been just Green; Blue and Green mix to create Green, not Green, Blue, and Yellow.
This was Harmony. Things existing in accord; compatibility and coexistence.
So he opened his eyes to look at it.
The embers that rained from the heavens grew and spread. They climbed the walls, they blew through the air in impossible ways, they merged together and separated and grew larger and larger; everything burnt. While his eyes were closed, entire buildings had been consumed. And not just bust buildings; trees, rocks, even the water. It grew over them like moss, it lashed at them like the wind, and it swallowed them and suffocated them like the oceanÆs waves.
He looked at the sky and at the clouds Guile had enchanted and chuckled as they burnt.
How did the saying go? Ahà
Two in Harmony surpassed one in perfection.
He looked forward again. The Tower was still unharmed. He hadnÆt chosen to spare it, butà
It was only because he hadnÆt bothered too.
He knew something of this level wouldnÆt take it down; which was good, since she was still in there. But even soà
His mood quickly soured.
Yes, without a doubt, he was in there.
Hypnos001.
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