Omega Wars Chronicles

Chapter 63: Common Enemy

     In an unknown dark forest, Balog was standing alone while staring at his shaky palm.
   "Arxion is gone." Balog said within himself, " It would seem he has been discovered and gotten rid off by the humans, but who among them did it? 
    There are humans out there that are as strong or even far stronger than him but if he was exposed and killed off, then this could spell trouble for the operation unless 'It' is carried out."
   "Something troubling you?" A feminine voice asked.
    Balog glanced back and sees the person to be Sethra as she walked out of a purple portal.
     "Sethra…" Balog said, "How was you mission with Rikon?"
     "Disappointing." Sethra answered, "Even though i showed him the great difference in our power, he still wouldn't back down. The fool claimed he would rather die than to bend the knee to our master, so i gave him his wish."
    "What a shame." Balog said.
    "Well, it doesn't matter." Sethra said, "Dead or alive, Rikon can still serve our master."
     "Ah, yes." Balog said as he resumes facing forward.
    "You still haven't answered my question." Sethra said, "Is something bothering you, Balog?"
    "Yes." Balog answered, "Arxion is dead. I felt the disappearance of his energy and this might affect the operation in Keigra."
    "I knew that fool would get himself killed one day." Sethra said.
   "Well, you never liked him." Balog said.
   "He's a human and a foolish one. What is there to like?" Sethra asked with a raised brow.
   "But his strength was an asset to the master's plan just like the others." Balog replied.
    "The other humans we took in?" Sethra asked.
    "They will play a big part in this operation and Daeko himself cannot wait to reveal his skills." Balog said while facing his palm, "Our master wants to tear Agaroth from the inside out and watch it crumble; after all, a mind divided cannot hold and when faced with problems...
   "It will shatter..." Balog said with his irises glowing as he closed his hand.
   Perceiving the explanation of Balog, Sethra smiled.
   "The master knows this and he is playing his cards and allying with a lot of races to destroy Agaroth." Balog said, "The fact that we share a common enemy is more than enough for them, but in every game played, there must be a few set backs, like Zera's interference, Arxion's death and Solavan's attitude towards the task."
    "Solavan...? The hiveling...?" Sethra asked, "From what i have heard, he is difficult to control. The only one that could tell him what him to do is Rora."
    "But his strength is a great asset to this task." Balog replied.
    "You are aware he lost his ability of evil eyes and gained a new one, right?" Sethra asked, "I'm not sure how that was possible but they say even with his new ability, he is still a menace."
     "That's the more reason why he is needed." Balog replied, "When Rora agreed to become our ally, she made it clear she wants to hit Agaroth 'where it hurts' and with the cooperation of her and her people, we can make it work.
    Agaroth may have been a powerhouse, but that was in the past. Now, Agaroth is weak and is getting weaker.
   They are trying to live in the shadows of their ancestors but it isn't working."
    "You know, remembering what Agaroth has defeated in the past, makes me wonder how weak they have gotten by now." Sethra said, "They have defeated so many things including the sky fiend: a living creature made of the sky that murdered many without reason. And let's not forget the beings of the tempest that always leaves a rain of blood after the destruction they cause."
    "The Tageiras?" Balog asked as his eyes rolls back at Sethra, "Never before has it been recorded of a kind with so much bloodlust like those people and yet Agaroth was still able to defeat them."
    "However, that was all in the past." Balog said with a smile, causing Sethra to smile back at him.
    "Balog is so confident in our master's plan." Sethra said inwardly, "Still though, our master wants to strike a deal with Zas and i can't help but wonder how it will go."
  In a throne hall filled with tall green manlike beings with ears of a goblin, a grey skinned male, having a black scleras and purple irises and being covered with brown cloak walked in their midst, glancing from left to right and observing the look of scorn and disdain for him. Reaching a certain distance, the being in brown cloak fell on one knee and bowed himself before the one that sat upon the throne.
    "May honor, power and glory rest upon you... Zas the great butcher, leader of the high goblins." The being in the brown cloak said.
     The high goblin lifts his head, revealing his face to possess a blue messy and spiky fade hair cut along with bushy brows and red round earrings while carrying an expression filled with boredom.
     "May you live forever, powerful conqueror." The brown cloaked being said, "May your ki-"
    "Listen, i don't have time for this." Zas cuts in, "Just go straight to the point."
    "Yes, I'm sorry, great one." The brown cloaked being said.
    "So this is Zas the great butcher." The brown cloaked being said inwardly, "So that presence i was feeling before i entered his castle was his..."
     "Even though i come from a race that once ruled all mortals before the arrival of kan, just feeling his power makes me feel so small."  The brown cloaked being said inwardly as he envisioned himself standing before an extremely large wall, "Insanity cannot even be used to describe his level of power. Just how did Agaroth survive against someone like him?"
     "As a messenger of my master, i have come to deliver what he offers you." The brown cloaked being said.
     "I'm surprised your master picked you as his messenger." A high goblin with a long braided rattail mohawk (who happened to be standing on the left side of Zas's throne) said, "Your messaging skills are very poor. You walked into a territory, you didn't introduce yourself, your race or the name of your master. You just went straight to the-"
    "Moddox." Zas called while still facing forward.
    "Forgive me, great master." Moddox said as he bowed his head.
    "Go on." Zas said to the one in brown cloak.
     "I am just a mere messenger... A nobody." The messenger said, "I am not even worthy to utter the name of my master or my race.
    As i was saying before, i have come to deliver what my master offers you, great one."
    "Which is?" Zas asked.
    "An alliance." The messenger answered.
    Hearing this, Zas slightly bent his head while maintaining the bored expression on his face.
    "Yes, an alliance." The messenger said, "For over 570 years, Agaroth has stood on the pinnacle of all races, defeating all that stood in their way, including the god race, but even Agaroth isn't without powerful rivals and one of those rivals involves the high goblin race who happens to be under the leadership of you, great one.
     What my master offers is an alliance between your race and my race so that we can crush our common enemy, once and for all."
      "It seems your master is late with this proposal of his." Zas said, "I made a pact with Agaroth that i would no longer war against them, if they no longer war against my race. Not that i give a fly about them, but i honor my word above anything else.
     When a couple of high goblins acted without my knowledge and kidnapped human children to play the mind game of ghwihun on them, i sent their heads to Agaroth as an apology for them making me look like a liar. Whether Agaroth perishes or not,  is none of my concern but i will not break the pact i have made with them unless they break it first."
    "As expected of the great one who wiped out two-third of the Moabian race and destroyed their realm as a warning, but be warned, anyone who isn't with my master is against him and he doesn't take kindly to rejection." The messenger said, "If you don't accept his offer, he will wage war against the high goblins and he won't stop until each and every one of you is destroyed."
     Hearing what the messenger said, many of the high goblins became infuriated and began to murmur.
    "What did you just say?" A long blue haired high goblin female (who happened to be standing at the right side of Zas's throne) asked with a glare, "You better watch your tongue before i cut it for you."
    "At ease, Lorak." Zas said.
    "Sorry, father." Lorak said as she bowed herself.
    "Tell me something, 'messenger'... Do you not fear death?" Zas asked as his irises glowed while still maintaining his bored expression, "You walked into the high goblin territory and threaten us with this when we can easily kill you here. Surely you must have noticed the look on the face of my people when you arrived? They are not friendly with anyone that isn't from the high goblin race because of what they had to endure until i led them.
   As you are, right now, i could easily kill you before your heart will take another beat or before you could even blink, and feeling your power, you don't stand a chance against anyone in this throne room."
    "Forgive me, great one. I didn't mean it as a threat but as a warning of how my master behaves." The messenger said.
    "He... Also gave me something to give you as a gift if you should accept his offer." The messenger said as he brought out a blue stone.
     Zas's eyes moves towards Lorak and Lorak walks towards messenger and takes the stone from him.
    "The eyes of Ul?" Lorak asked while observing the white markings on the stone.
    "Yes, the famed han stone that is capable of showing the user the future and what he or she needs to know." The messenger said.
      Lorak walks towards her father and gives him the stone and the stone began to glow in the palm of Zas.
     "It glows?" The messenger asked within himself in astonishment.
      "Great one, the stone glowing symbolizes one thing: it has accepted you as it's master." The messenger said, "Tales have it that once the stone glows in the palm of it's holder, it will grant it's full capabilities for the master to use. It never even glowed in the hands of my master but for it to glow in yours, this speaks volumes of its willingness to serve and on top of it, it is very difficult to destroy.
    Even the god eater, Testarossa, when she took the kan of countless warriors, she was still unable to destroy the stone and Testarossa herself is on a level of her own."
     "A stone that is capable of showing the future to it's holder and doing many more things...." Zas said while staring at the stone, "Such a wonderful gift. Too bad i'm rejecting it."
    "Huh?!" The messenger said in shock.
    "It seems you didn't understand me when i said i honor my word above anything else." Zas said as he glanced at the messenger, "I won't break the pact i had with Agaroth unless they break theirs first.
    The high goblins have no need for allies when it comes to crushing our enemies.
   "And if your master doesn't like it, then tell him i said this..." Zas said with a glare as his irises glowed, "If any of you should harm even a hair of my people..."
    "Then i will make sure you are all buried alive." Zas said with a deepened voice while discharging his aura, "And if he thinks he can buy me over with this artifact..."
    "Then he is highly mistaken." Zas still said with a deepened voice while discharging his aura as he easily crushed the stone with his grip.