Crioone's legs touched down to the ground inside the city of Extapolis, followed by Taverna's landing. The two deamons, finally in a safe area, began walking towards the center of the village, where the central tower stood. The tower in the middle of the village was a fairly new developpement, having only been constructed after Axerion came into power. The tower, along with other such towers in villages that resided more to the west, acted as a transportation tower used by Axerion and his followers. But Crioone had a different intention for it. And this intention was not something that the king would appreciate...
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Bellcast's body shimmered in the air for a few seconds, then dissipated, the ancient and powerful deamon warlord long gone. Axerion stepped forwards, taking Bellcast's former place, and looked at each warlord in turn. Then, nodding- his sign of dismissal- Axerion bid farewell to the six deamons. Once again, the throne room was empty. But this time, it was empty for good. No deamon would ever set foot in the room again. For only seconds later, the central tower of Fortress Metawar exploded, leaving an empty space in the skyline, a sight which all deamons in the close area saw...
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Location equals Axerion Infinite, HQ of the King and his Seven Warlords. The Silver Deamon also resides here. This is the final act. It shall happen here... Axerion stood in the center of the large domed room, a small beam of light the only light prsent in the room. Infront of him, a deamon covered in metallic silver hovered in the air, muttering quietly and quickly. Axerion watched him, then grabbed him as soon as he was done.
"You put the shield up right?"
The silver deamon looked at Axerion, his face plain of expression, his eyes dead, his mouth closed. He nodded slightly, then extended his arm. As he did so, Axerion tightened his grip on the deamon, but even his power was no match for the xtraordinary power of the Silver Deamon. In a fight of pure strength and talent, Axerion would win by far. But the Silver Deamon had something Axerion didn't. The silver one was a cast away creation of the Elite Ones, and posessed far more power than Axerion.
As the Silver Deamon's arm extended, his body seemed to move with it, and as it did so, his body escaped the grasp of the king. "I have done as you so commanded me to. My work here is done, but I presume you wish to use my powers more than just once. Am I right?"
Axerion nodded. 'Your powers are needed for me to complete my act. You and I share something, something that cannot be destroyed no matter what. That is why you must do my bidding. My power and rule over the galaxy, combined with your mystical powers will lead us to dominate. I have my resources, yet you have nothing. I could crush you in a second if I wished to. You may have power in a different way from me, but without the Oracle del Infinitora, you cannot use it. We both hate the Elite Ones. They cast you away, and they took power away from me when... in the past. Together we can reclaim that power. Together we can conquer not only one galaxy, but the universe and its origin itself."
The Silver Deamon looked at Axerion with still no expression appearing. "Your plan... you say that you have resources. What will become of the resources when the plan is fulfilled? Will they not fight back for what they helped to achieve?"
"You are a being of power, as am I. What can they do to us?"
"There is one who may even be able to take you yourself out... the one who calls himself Bellcast... his power is beyond even my own... the deamons he can create and control can destroy your army... I would advise taking care of him first..."
"His mission is too kill a deamon... after he compltes the mission, then you shall see. I am stronger than he..."
