Myn blinks and walks up to him. "It's moving?? Damn this is bad. We're going back now." Myn leads the group back to Obersin and Gale helps One along. "Damn...this is to weird..."
Legerrakon taps his foot impatiently, he's been taping for some time considering the large imprint in the sand. Finally a group of about ten angels ready for battle step out of the tents. "Took your sweet time didn't you?" The angels don't respond but Legerrakon doesn't seem offended. "Alright, your mission is simple: search the surounding are for settlement. If not destroy everything and flush them out. Then return to me with their location, undertand?" The angels nod and take off. Meanwhile the assasin from the begining of the war floats above them, or rather his throne floats above them which he is sitting on. No one seems to notice him or even sense him as he drinks a liquid that looks like red wine but is much to dark and thick to be it. He laughs to himself. "Back and forth, back and forth,, back and forth they go. Just like a pendulam. Totally oblivious that there is more to everything then what it seems. Soon they will die. All will die... Ha..ha..ha..ha." The mysterious assasin continuous to watch the entire war as it unfolds.
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