Secrets Powers.. [VOL.4]

[SpiceRum]

Avril waited. She wasn't in the mood to use her powers on anyone.

 

[Robonekro]

Drokka took a deep shuddering breath suddenly, clutching at his throat

 

[SpiceRum]

Avril bent down next to him. "What is it?"

 

[Robonekro]

He coughed a couple of times, "geez...may i never have to do that again."

His eyes had gone from a regular blue glow to a pale white

 

[SpiceRum]

Avril frowned slightly. "Are you okay though?"

 

[Robonekro]

"i think so...what color are my eyes now?"

 

[SpiceRum]

She didn't want to look, but she did anyway, but quickly. "White.."

 

[Robonekro]

" Finally! Free at last!"

 

[SpiceRum]

Avril stood up and backed away. "Good. Handle life the way you want to now. Don't mess it up."

 

[Robonekro]

Drokka nodded and grabbed his axe, "now to mow down the gits who enslaved me in the first place"

 

[SpiceRum]

Avril sighed, "No. No. Don't do that, you'll be killed for sure..." She looked down at the ground, trying her best to to show she was slightly worried.

 

[Robonekro]

"I dont care, the sooner the die the better. i dont want anymore souls under their control"

 

[SpiceRum]

"Fine. I'm coming with you," she declared.

 

[Robonekro]

"Fine. now i have to remember that spell they taught me...what was it now..a death gate i think"

 

[SpiceRum]

Avril sighed. She really hated killing people unless it was life or death.

 

[Robonekro]

Drokka clicked his fingers, opening a death gate, "Now i need you to pretend i captured you when we step through..trust me"

 

[SpiceRum]

Avril raised an eyebrow. "Alrighty then..." She went through the gate skipping, all lalalalala...

 

[Robonekro]

Drokka facepalmed and stepped through

*In Acherus*

Several scourge forces were busying themselves around the place, Abominations were forging weapons and gargoyles were patrolling around this floating necropolis

Drokka looked around, "home sweet home...not.."

 

[SpiceRum]

Avril just stood there. Waiting for Drokka to start pushing her around and crap. Like she felt like walking.

 

[Robonekro]

Drokka grabbed her wrist and started yanking her towards a necromancer, "i got a fresh one here...careful though, she's a firecracker"

The necromancer nodded, turning around to get something.