As each of the seven figures dropped down from empty air, their hands jerked out forward in unison slapping the ground.
These were the men of the Chief, the ones who had been trained for the eventuality of a reseal. For the case when a Masquerade would break it's bonds and try to come out to wreck havoc. A second resort contingency. That is when everything else had failed. Which in this case, was the Chief. Even though, that did not mean it actually. The Chief had been duly protected by the healer Irunmole. However to the seven of the Yetians, they had not known that such would have occurred. Which was why they had promptly escaped from where they had maintained in the surroundings, taking charge and focus of the entire battle scene. Taking sharp looks around, they quickly estimated the damage done to the Avatar of the Chief. It was not much, considering that he was the Chief and he had the powers to the six Masquersdes which were still sealed in...
“WAKE UP!”The voice cried out within the subconscious of Hana now. The Hadjna lady had her eyes flutter lightly in response to the sound.Singing to herself, there was just darkness which se could see. Darkness left and right, all about her that she could interact with. So pitch black, she could not even see her own hands, talk less of the year of her body.She just had a feeling that she was there. She was not dead, she was still alive. But yet, it seemed that sh was in an alternate reality, one which she could not break out to the main one. She was isolated.And what could have caused it, she had no idea.“You need to WAKE UP!” That same voice cried out to her, sounding annoying and yet desperate.The voice seemed to contain contempt and yet pity for her. It was hard to decipher which one was the harder but then she tried not to dwell on it. The only thing she wondered about it was how could one hate something or someone and yet have pity for it?Or her
Hadjans know only one thing. And that is to fight to the last breath. Let us consider. The nature of the Hadjans is one which is not common. Of course there have been other races with much more difficulty tapping into the ambient Agbara stream that is ever present in our realities. The Hadjans would not be the first. But then, considering the size ratio of theHadkans to almost any other race, the Hadjans may be exempted. Why? Oftentimes, other races with a small body ratio and then with no access to aahbara often have some ability rk complement. It would be folly to universally agree that all spirit races are not allowed access to Agbara. After all, what makes a spirit being is the constituent particles
What is this special ritual which must be undergone by the Hadjans? And when must it be? Is there a specific period of age which is best known to haetge most effectual result or what more is there to it?Unlike the other cultures of other realms, the knowledge about the Hadjan Ritual bath is not strange or hidden to others. Although the definite details about the ceremony such as how and what is used exactly to stimulate the absorption of Agbara in the body and the other things are not known. That we can believe it to be as the reason why the Hadjan Commune would remain to be aloof despite the investigations on this special ritual of theirs.Every culture has their secrets. This rtiitual bath and it's constituents are readily hidden to preserve the sovereignty of the Hadjan Commune.Although there have been special trades with other people and other racesby the Commune. People who have likewise being denied the bountiful goodness of Agbara and yr have been of marvelou
And he, the Chief of Fair Weather, was not eager to be one of the many that this technique would fall. Instead, he reasoned, he had to look for a way to break his own seal, regroup or rethink and then come up with a better way to seal this Lady. For one, the Law of Seals was focused more on protection. It was the perfect counter against the Law of War which was more
You ever heard of the infamous Orisha of War? That is the aid of War, Ogun? You must have heard of him. For he is a very important Orisha. After all, only the important ones happen to have the Irunmoles who are waiting on them. <
Chief Bamiro’s eyes widened now as he prepared himself for the next onslaught which was launched out against him. He had expected that this would pretty much be it, after all, considering how the Hadjan lady had launched out against him earlier, there was no turning back from it. But to see that she would not even listen to the one person who she had adored so much
“Ah!” The figure with a slightly glowing body moaned as he tried to rise up fomt eh laying position which he had been in since. Getting up to sit was hard for him as every part of his body screamed in ache now but then he preserved, pushing himself to get up to that pose. With A blank look on his face, he looked up and down, trying to ascertain where he was. For the
The stones appeared to be living, reminding him once of the Magmorians who lived at the other end of the Exotic World Bridge of Amnor. He got to his feet now and slowly picked his way through the gigantic piece of living stones, making his way to Shin. And once he was there, he moved to pick up Hadjan’s hand and then pulled him up to his shoulder. Doing that, the Ha