Just as the creature and this pale tall male stepped closer out of the flames, Il'dia was taken back as he got a clear view of this enemy amongst him.
Il'dia: What in the world?! Messmer?!
Said Il'dia in disbelief as he and his fellow soldiers watched in surprise. Messmer stepped slowly with blazing fire following him from behind, as well as the creature he held in control.
Messmer looked as if he were broken, broken to gain power that only brought pain to him. His face melted from the flames he emitted as the serpent that was part of him was no more, it's long thick body wrapped around Messmer's neck, acting as his scarf of somewhat. He was cladded in black armor that was partially melted from the heat. The only thing that looked to be knew and perfect was a helmet he wore.
A helmet of great power only a Demi-god like Messmer could wear.
Messmer slowly made his way out of the inferno line that blocked his path, not even making a glimpse at Il'dia and the soldiers. But that was until the Impaler caught a scent. A scent that could only be delivered by someone of beauty. Marika
He slowly raised his head up to face Il'dia even from afar and being completely eyeless. The intention to kill to get answers was already overpowering, but answers wouldn't come from a corpse, forcing him to suppress his bloodlust for the one person he loved. In his left hand was his blazing spear that he rose up in the air just to stab the ground. The impact created a loud metal clang that echoed across the open field.
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Elden Wars: Age Of Ragnarok[REWRITE]
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