Message #103223

[The Host]

 "Nothing. Never heard of such a name," replied Vulture, lying on his back, his arms outstretched awkwardly.
 Patrick extended a hand towards the deamon, but it was not to help him get up. The sand underneath Vulture seeped out from below him and made its way across his chest, all the while controlled the Patrick's hand. When Vulture was covered completely in sand Patrick closed his hand into a fist and tightened his grip and the sand split apart, forming bonds that held Vulture against the desert floor.
 "You may not know of the name, but the small organisms on your body know of that name. Command them to speak or I kill you and I'll find out what I need to know without you."
 "... Tell him," said Vulture, gasping for breath underneath the bonds of sand.
 "Ragnon is the most powerful dragon, as well as the last dragon. His home is not on Speed mainland, but rather the Valley of Dragons, in the far western reaches of the Speed Minora Islands. We as a group have been to the valley, but it is shrouded in mist and caverns are numerous, so locating the right cavern in which Ragnon resides is nearly impossible. However, we say this not to discourage you, for we know you will go no matter what. We tell you this because our host, Vulture, has eyes that we find most extraordinary. He may be able to locate Ragnon's cavern, but we, nor he, will help you on your journey of one of us dies. Release Vulture and we can begin to make our way towards the Speed Minora Islands."
 Patrick opened his fist and the bonds of sand holding Vulture went limp, and as Vulture stood up the sand dropped away from him as if it were ordinary sand- which it was. But Vulture had no intent of helping the human mage. Patrick realised this much to late, and also realised his fatal mistake of assuming that the only micro organisms present were with Vulture already.
 As Vulture ran towards Patrick, the magician raised his hands in defence, only to find his palms covered in Yits, the micro organisms. Vulture's body grew with each step he took, as more and more Yits attached themselves to the host. With his palms covered, Patrick had no way to emit the energy inside of him, and his body grew weaker with each second. Then, suddenly, the energy inside of him was outside of his body, and yet, it still felt contained within him. He turned his head to see what had happened, and there, standing where he had just been standing was his body.
 Patrick looked down at himself and cried out in shock. His arms and legs were transparent- no- they weren't there at all. Instead, his body was blue in colour, with wings on his back and armour like he had never seen on a human before. His neck was much longer and his arms were no longer in front of him, rather, they were on the ground. He had four legs.
 The energy inside of him suddenly changed from what it had felt like into something completely different. It was as if the energy were no longer filled with anger, but with sadness and emotion. "What the hell is going on?" he cried out.
 -Fear not. You are fine. I will guard your body while you fight with my own. I am Crioone, the deamon you have searched long and hard for. Use my body to destroy this deamon's hope, but do not kill him. What the Yits said was true: he will be usefull in the search for Ragnon. And one more thing. The energy that you feel now is Deamonic energy. It is much more powerful than human magical energy, but it is much harder to use. Don't try any of your stunts with it. It won't work out the way you plan for it.
  Patrick was in awe. Not only had he found the Crioone he had been searching for, he was using her body. But he was not adapted to the deamon body, and when he first moved he was slugish and slow. The Yits caught on quickly to what had happened, but Vulture had not. He was still rushing for Patrick's body, and as he did he was shoved hard by Patrick- in Crioone's body. The Yits held up Vulture and explained what had happened, and after they did Vulture ordered the Yits to attack Crioone's body.
 -Do not fear when they cover you. Like I said, Deamonic energy is different from Magical Energy. You don't need to focus my energy anywhere; it will come out in a wave of power from all over my body, so it can't be blocked the same way they blocked your power.
 Patrick nodded, through Crioone's neck. The Yits covered him and in seconds he could not see. But he built up the energy the same way he did in his human body, then released it, all at once. The Yits exploded from Crioone's body and Patrick's body suddenly dissapeared only to re-appear behind Crioone's body.
 A light flashed and Patrick was blinded. When he opened his eyes again he was looking out from his own body. Millions of Yits were scattered all around him, and Crioone's body was no where to be seen. Vulture was lying on the ground once more, this time on his front. As he tried to get up Patrick raised his hand and prepared to attack. But a voice stopped him.
 No. Do not kill him. He will be of use to you.
 It was the same voice as before, and, just as Patrick had expected, a blinding light was just to his right.
 In your current state of only one body, you cannot communicate with Crioone, and although she can here you, she cannot communicate with you either. I am not sure how you were able to split your beings apart like that, because of according to the laws of Deamonic and Magical beings, once together like this you cannot be split without meeting where you destinies would normally meet. However, what you did in your deamonic state was incredible, is not fatally dangerous to the world of Speed. The amount of energy you released was amazing. Don't do it again. It offsets the balance of enrgy in the atmosphere.
 And once again, the voice was gone, leaving Patrick in the middle of a thought.
 "He can never stay long enough to answer my questions, can he?"