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The thing was technically an experimental weapon, and was prone to shredding opponents with devastating ease. Eris herself was a woman in her 40s. Her hair was a wild red, but had a grey streak going through it. She was tall, strong, and taut. In one hand was a ripe green apple, and in the other was the dagger she was slicing it with. She ate a slice just as the shadow came up beside her. She quickly smiled at his presence. “Templar Valos!” she said jovially. “What brings you to the bridge today? I hope you’ve some wonderful news to share.”

She approached the source of the noise cautiously, ready to defend herself if necessary. As she entered her room, her sword at the ready, she swung it with precision at the shadowy figure that had intruded. However, her attack was met with an unexpected response, a pair of green eyes shining in the dimly lit room. Kaerlia hesitated, recognizing those eyes. "E-Eron?" she stammered, her confusion evident. "Careful with that." Eron, still concealed with his wings, managed to retrieve a shirt from his pocket and draped it over himself, regaining a more human appearance before his wings disappeared.

As they approached the sacred grounds, the air seemed to hum with a palpable energy—an anticipation of the discussions that would shape the future of their kind. The entrance to the elders' sanctum loomed before them, adorned with intricate carvings that told the tales of generations past. Seraphina, her scarlet eyes glinting with a mix of reverence and determination, led the way. Adrian, his werewolf features a testament to the unity forged in recent battles, followed closely, while the hybrid child walked beside them, a living symbol of the prophecies that had unfolded.

A realm which seems like a dream, a realm created for witches. Earth compared to Eregdrix has just one source of light, has seasons, has creatures whom care little about their home planet. The history of Eregdrix was laid out as a realm which was built under the foundation of magic. The history is below; Built under the foundation of magic and given to rule by Morgana Le Fay to King Butt. Eregdrix is a wide spread realm, having as much as earth has but not all. Eregdrix has no mountains, hills or valleys. This was described by Maria, Khloe and Pete on their first vision or rather arrest. Eregdrix is a realm aligned to other twelve realms which are aligned to earth. Formally known before its

He's just waiting to claim his prize. ​"Your great-grandfather," Seraphina said, her voice chillingly calm. "Malphas. He used Eris. He drained her, then he killed her. To power his armies." ​Kael looked like he had been struck. He glanced at Arion, then back at Seraphina. "That's... that's a lie. The legends say Eris betrayed him. That she broke the world!" ​"Legends are written by the victors, Prince," Seraphina spat, the bitterness making her voice crack. "And your family always wins, don't they? They always take what they want."

I almost lost myself completely and killed everyone in this room. Eron walked toward the central platform where the Voidglass sat on its pedestals. His movements were careful, reverent almost, like he was approaching something sacred. Which I guess he was. This was the last piece of his people's legacy, the only thing they had left behind. "We need to move quickly," he said without turning around. "Aldrich will regroup. He'll come back with more soldiers." I made myself walk forward, one step at a time. My legs felt like they belonged to someone else. The silver light under my skin had faded to almost nothing, but I could still feel the hunger there, waiting, watching. It had tasted freedom