Arlushan next words came out like he was performing a ritual, and since the Medan language had a flowing rhythm to it, it was almost as if he were chanting an old forgotten dirge about the gods and devils of bygone eras.
Yet, these gods and devils were here with him, and in a freak occurrence he was one of them.
"I am Arlushan Endirius, 7 Star Arch mage of the House of Endirius. I am the leader of Covenant. To my left is Khoron, Prince of Strife, a ruler of the 67th level of the Great Abyss."
Arlushan gestured toward his right with a wave of his hand, "This is Fiona Shadowsoul 5 Star Arch mage Matriarch of the Circle of Twilight and Ulremazz Igorin 5 Star Arch mage of the Arcanist Union."
With every mention of their name, Rowan noticed that the surrounding space was subtly changed, it was as if speaking their names changed the surrounding reality, and molded it to their image. He could perhaps only see this because he was inhabiting the body of this demon.
When Arlushan spoke his name, especially when he mentioned Endirius, Rowan saw a world of fire. No, not a world. A Star, burning so bright it cast all the shadows from the corner of the Cosmos, and Rowan knew in this place there was no night! Inside this sun was a massive tower that seemed to have no beginning or end.
When Khoron name was spoken, Rowan saw an endless labyrinth, where Demons and Devils that numbered in the hundreds of billions battled for an eternity, from colossal Basilisks to shrieking Imps, this labyrinth was a maze of madness.
For Fiona Shadowsoul, it revealed to him a world that was being carried by a gigantic white crow, around the head of this crow were five moons, and the world the crow carried was a massive world that pulsed with power.
Ulremazz Igorin was the most peculiar, it only revealed to him a wooden hut by the side of a river, where a young girl in a straw hat was fishing, there was nothing spectacular about this image, that was until Rowan looked into the River and instead of seeing fishes he saw souls.
This immediately raised Rowan hackles, it was impossible to not think about the Primordial Keepers whenever any aspect of Souls came up, and anyone that touches that aspect was inevitably in the sights of the Keepers. Rowan kept the name of the Arcanist Union in mind.
"We are Covenant. A group tasked by the Supreme World of the Magus and the Supreme World of the Abyss to obstruct the Ascension of Trion to a Supreme World."
Rowan head pecked up at that statement, "Obstruction?" He said, his voice was low and gravely.
"Yes, Golgoth the so-called God king of Trion has embarked on a new path that threatens to destabilize the balance of the Universe. The rise of Trion in the last million years has been unprecedented, and if they are not eradicated at their infancy, there would be a war to threaten all of creation."
"If Trion is allowed Ascension to a Supreme World, there are…"
The voice of Arlushan was interrupted by a loud shout that echoed from the depths of the void, "Mmmmaaaasssstttteeeeerrrrr!!!"
A green lightning bolt, that pierced through the void and was travelling faster than the speed of light, zipped across space into the arms of Rowan and began rubbing itself all over him.
It was a black cat with wings of lightning who was flitting around Rowan so fast that it was throwing dozens of thick lightning bolts all around the hall. They must pack quite a punch for they melted considerable lines of molten craters all around the hall, but those scars faded away quickly and when the bolts neared any of the seated people here they simply vanished, or we're diverted, absorbed or eaten.
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