A dubious plan is about to be executed on the streets of Vancouver. Hot on the trail of an angry spirit known as El Silbon, Warren and his two cohorts have resorted to a bartender as bait for the phantom. Herne, the hunter, waited in a nearby alley with a large group of dogs, the only thing El Silbon feared.
Theria hid on the roof, prepared to use her best divine spells to help restrict the entity's movement. Everything was in place. Warren wanted El Silbon more than the nameless female gigas. He didn't understand why this spirit bothered him so much.
The plan depended on El Silbon being unable to find any victims in the area. Part of Warren hoped the spirit stayed away from the dingy. The other half wanted another shot at taking him done."
Two hours passed, and Max started to sober up, "More liquor," he shouted loud enough to echo off the stone buildings nearby. He adjusted the leather vest, "Are you sure this thing will find us?" Max slurred.
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Well now they have to manually catch Warren, stayed tuned
Archon abandoned any goals Warren wanted to achieve and raced through streets with the wind in his hair. For the first time in a thousand years, he felt free." He wanted to experience everything, if not for a day." "Archon, this wasn't part of the deal. We have to find Theria." Warren's voice rattled against the eidolon's mind. Archon intended to give control back, but the sensations of Warrens's body gave him pleasure, and he wanted more. As an eidolon, he never had a body before. He wanted to experience life firsthand and not secondhand through his host. "No," Archon spoke in vehemence. He raced along an alley, and wings of light trailed behind him. "My turn," he declared. "Which would be great if we weren't in the middle of a priority mission. We have to find the other chosen and get the witch sealed." Warren pleaded. "If the witch gets out, a lot of people are going to get hurt. Is that what you want." "I beat witch," Archon spotted a mugger lying
rchon discovered the annoyance of occupying a physical body. He found going to the bathroom irritating. The need to eat almost saw him choke to death on a piece of bread. "How does Warren Survive?" "Regretting your Decision?"Warren asked with amusement. "I already apologized, and it's not like you came with an instruction manual," Archon glared at the rest of the crew of the Scald Crow, "What? Warren is teasing me." Theria wore the most displeased expression as she stared at Archon, "Why on earth did you hijack Warren's body?" She crossed her arms and glowered at him, "Well?"
When the rest of the team arrived, a call came in from the Vancouver Police Department. Grace took the receiver, "What?" her face scowled, "How long ago?" She punched the wall, "There's more?" Her voice grew low and mournful, "I see, has the family been..." She cocked her head and stared at the phone, "Are you sure about this? I can't promise anything." She pretended to throw the receiver, "We'll be in touch."Warren watched her rub her temples, "The Bokken Riders escaped a la female gigas. She burst into the holding cells without difficulty. She didn't kill anyone.""Wouldn't it be easier to take down as many officers as possible?" The dice rattled around Jack's hand."Dead cops would make a lot of noise. It would make escape impossible.
The quartet discovered the problem carrying a body up a mountain posed. Warren felt home among the smell of pine and fresh earth. Secretly he feared another spade hood was wandering around. Theria scouted the area ahead. She would occasionally check on the awkward silence building between Warren and Cyrus.It's not every day Warren found out he had a secret uncle. The magical mercenary possessed an eidolon of his own, but Cyrus's resided in a phylactery, an enchanted bottle meant to contain the power of the guardian spirit.The crickets chirped as the small group made their way up the mountain trail. Cyrus kept his eyes on Warren and would look away for a few seconds. He did this five times before he dared to speak, "I bet you have questions, kid."&n
The mossy humanoids spoke in an odd language, "You ever seen these things?" Warren asked. The ringing of the bells continually shattered the tranquility of the woods. "They sure love to ring those bells," Warren observed.Cyrus remained silent and watched Herne stir but instantly went still at the ring of the bells. "The bells are magic. Why aren't we affected?" He clutched the phylactery, "Let's get ready, Giichi," the tiny bottle glowed"Let's teach these spiritual aberrations a lesson,"Archon gripped the edges of his mind. The eidolon's excitement rippled across Warren."Forgive me for what I am about to do," Cyrus pressed a button on his
The footprints brought them to a cave. The quartet stopped at the cave's mouth and made plans. Theria looked undeniably disturbed by the scenario and flew a few more feet away, "I hate the woods," She turned away from Warren. Cyrus looked over at his nephew, "Is she going to be okay?" "We had a bad experience in the woods," Herne spoke in a soft tone, and his eyes filled with concern for Theria. "That bad?" Cyrus swung the phylactery around his hand, "Are you sure she should be out here?" Warren, Theria, and Herne glared at the hired gun and shook their heads, "I'm the only one who can repair the Scald Crow," Theria scowled. "I need her," Warren admitted. "Don't tell him that," Herne cuffed the teen on the back of the head. "He's my uncle. I know we can trust him," Warren stood in front of his uncle. Cyrus pinched the bridge of his nose, "Do I want to know?" "Not really, it only matters if the eidolon bonded to
Theria raised her hands and lightly touched sasquatch, who didn't seem to mind the attention, "Take it, easy girl," She moved her free hand and chanted, "Dèan na faclan againn mar an ceudna," A soft glow emitted from her hand. Sure hope this works.Warren stepped forward, "Can you understand me?" he held out his hand, "I am Warren Vandal," he kept arms lengths and made himself look as friendly as he possibly could.Theria crossed her arms and hovered near Warren, "Let's give it a minute. Sometimes, a spell needs time to take effect. This spell is custom-made. So it might have an unknown side effect or two.""What?""It may allow us to talk to her, but it also
When Nozomi came to Bright Star, she expected to deal with the usual high school drama. People heralded Bright Star Academy as one of the safest schools in Ivorhaven City. More to the point, people rated Ivorhaven as one of the safest cities in the world. The last thirty seconds drastically changed how Nozomi viewed the statistics. A fire burned in the eye sockets of the bony demon.Several people in vehicles abandoned their cars in the street. Daiki started to glow, and he refused to move. He looked at Paisley and then to Nozomi, and he pushed them back. He pulled a pair of silver gloves with large Crucifixes on them and slid the odd equipment onto his hands.Nozomi noticed most of the cars were still running, "I have an idea," She yanked Paisley by the arm toward the nearest running automobile. The car reeked of fast food and cigarettes.Paisley covered her nose, "Gross, who co