His Divine Shadow
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*Flowing through the very walls of his ship, HDS emerges before a strange figure, one whose very form seemed to speak of enigmas ancient and vile. He is expressionless, featureless, looking out with eyes that seem to look beyond yourself into something far beyond or, perhaps, behind. When he speaks, it is forcefull, yet calm. He has none of the anger we have seen in other demons*
HL: I have faced many, many in the service of my master, Methrobium, and all have fallen before me. But, in none of my many battles have I faced one who had the same...time...as I. I sense that we are both relics of a past age, HDS was it? Alas, reminiscing is not what I came here to do. Prepare for your end, and that of all with you, for end you will as offerings upon the altar of my siege.
HDS: We may be akin in time, but beyond that your sight seems clouded. A fall today I do not forsee.
*Both draw strange swords, inscribed with runes in a language all but the two long forgot. The High Lord's glows a dull red, HDS', a strange black. The two face each other without speaking and prepare to engage.*
HL: I have faced many, many in the service of my master, Methrobium, and all have fallen before me. But, in none of my many battles have I faced one who had the same...time...as I. I sense that we are both relics of a past age, HDS was it? Alas, reminiscing is not what I came here to do. Prepare for your end, and that of all with you, for end you will as offerings upon the altar of my siege.
HDS: We may be akin in time, but beyond that your sight seems clouded. A fall today I do not forsee.
*Both draw strange swords, inscribed with runes in a language all but the two long forgot. The High Lord's glows a dull red, HDS', a strange black. The two face each other without speaking and prepare to engage.*