Re: Part 69 - War of the Wheels
Berd pauses a moment, staring at Tahirah. His mouth cracks open and he utters a single, small peep. Then the drake redoubles his efforts, straining to get as much finished as possible. With Tahirah's assistance, he might be able to pull off something that at least looks proper and won't puncture the Orb.
But what to do with it once it is captured? Destroy it, perhaps, but how? A number of options spring to mind, but without some knowledge of how much power it might release, even shattering it within the Underflow might have catastrophic results.
Channelling it, though. Using it. He studies Cyan for a moment, and a plan begins to form in the recesses of one of his minds. Tahirah has shown great potential. There is the matter of James' newfound ability. The Banglen-Yp's have untapped depth....
Worth consideration.
Cyan continues to focus on the palanquet, nodding slowly. "Right...I might require you, and one other of your unit. Briefly. Berd?"
Berd catches a picture from her mind, and a look of disgust flows over his reptilian features. Nevertheless, he prepares himself, one mind peeling away from the work. Moments pass, then her clothing begins to shift, blurring and changing. Slowly it becomes armor, solid, black, heavy, with a nightmarish face on the breastplate.
The armor of Ares...and the Warrior in Jet and Gold.
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