"Hayner, strike true into this thing's heart, he's made of an essence not belonging to this world, Hayner. Do it, and do not take a moment to hesit---"
The red robed figure holds up a hand, arcane energies flowing out of it.
That's enough from Beacon.
It goes silent.
"I can't. They're not listening. I'm not as good at this as you. Where are you?"
It seems he's talking to someone that isn't there. He turns his attention and focus back on the young man before him.
"Start. Asking. Questions. Trust no one."
And with that, a red mist fills the area where he once stood, and it dissipates, along with the thing it had carried here. Beacon provides some choice commentary.
"You disappoint me, Hhhhh-ayner. I thought today would finally be the day my hilt would be wielded appropriately to defeat the injustices of evil, but I was wrong, Hayner. Perhaps my next master will be a courageous one."
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The red robed figure holds up a hand, arcane energies flowing out of it.
That's enough from Beacon.
It goes silent.
"I can't. They're not listening. I'm not as good at this as you. Where are you?"
It seems he's talking to someone that isn't there. He turns his attention and focus back on the young man before him.
"Start. Asking. Questions. Trust no one."
And with that, a red mist fills the area where he once stood, and it dissipates, along with the thing it had carried here. Beacon provides some choice commentary.
"You disappoint me, Hhhhh-ayner. I thought today would finally be the day my hilt would be wielded appropriately to defeat the injustices of evil, but I was wrong, Hayner. Perhaps my next master will be a courageous one."