@614azrael: @Warsman: "I am glad would could come to an understanding." Calmer minds truly prevailed, the trio ceased verbal confrontation upon encountering the Glorious revelation. "A Covenant? Interesting. Elaborate."
"If the attack does come, we must eliminate all ties to the Red Cardinals if we are to truly protect our collective image. Ziccarra is acting of her own accord. She must be relinquished of the Mind Gem if New York is put under siege."
"You forget that I hold that which alters everything around us," Warsman says in reference to the Reality Gem.
"But since Ziccarra holds such power, she already knows of our disappointment in both her absence and her independence and will be prepared for anything."
@Warsman: Declan exited his private transport and made his way towards the Iron's conqueror's throne. His stride was one filled with purpose as he forced his way passed mindless drones that tried to delay him from his destination. "Please stop our master is in a very important meeting and does not wish to be disturbed." The servant's plea fell on deaf ears as Declan pushed open the lavish doors that led to his destination. He stopped, just short of 10 meters from the throne. He bent his knees and knelt before the Iron throne. "You've called me m'lord, I've come." Declan cared not for who or what was currently engaged in counsel with the one true ruler.
Warsman acknowledges Declan and gestures for his generals to leave from the throne room, which they do wordlessly and respectfully.
"Welcome Declan Harrow. I am afraid that the Cabal is not assembled for you to meet with at this hour. Nevertheless, you shall have another chance in the near future. For the moment, however, we have much work to do."
"And such eagerness is the reason why you were chosen above all others. War comes to my land quickly, Declan. I know that my enemies come much better prepared than when I faced them last - but they do not know about you, or the Cabal. Such secrecy is my greatest advantage now. Are you ready to do whatever it takes to serve me?"
"When the time for war comes, Slade will find allies in the Croatians and Romanians. They have wanted Elysian land ever since Hitler influenced their tiny minds. It will be a war on all sides," Warsman levitates his hand over a map of Elysia, showing its violent neighbors - Croatia to the West, Romania to the East - as well as Slade's predicted attack pattern from the North and South.
"Shelters have already been built in every city, designed to house its inhabitants for the next millennia if need be. The first layer of defense is the force shield. The second,"
Warsman looked at Declan, his arms casually crossed over his chest.
@Warsman: Declan crossed his arms and studied the map. "So we'll be hit by all sides. How many man have sworn allegiance to you? And how many more can I conscript into to service?" Declan asked calmly, in his mind he was already formulating strategies for the coming siege. " I know I'm asking many questions but please bare with me your Grace. I only have a few more that need answering, I need to know what color the world is currently painting us in. And If we can acquire a certain leverage over Croatia or Romania perhaps they could be used to our benefit."
"The entire country of Elysia is ready to fight and die for me. 950,000 of fighting age and proper training. They will be supplemented by my legion of Warbots, each of which I've programmed and constructed personally. 7,000 of them now patrol the skies of Elysia, waiting for the inevitable to come to pass, with another 10,000 in the chambers below Castle Warstein. But I have been studying the secrets of cloning. I can manufacture an army within days from the genetic code of the best soldiers in Elysia. This will prevent my people from dying needlessly while simultaneously providing me with the numbers I need to win this war. Croatia and Romania's own barbarism will be their downfall. Seeing their desperation and anger on the battlefield will certainly turn Slade's opinion of them upside-down once the atrocities they would gladly commit against the Elysian people come to light."
@Warsman: Declan closed his one good eye as a sinister smile crept onto his face. "I'll begin the preparation for the nation's defenses at once. A good general knows what his men are capable of...I'd like to get a good view of the men. To see what they know and if it needs to be improved on." Declan curtly bowed to the Iron Sovereign. "Permission to take my leave of you your grace, I have much, much work ahead of me and would like to get started."
@Warsman: Knowing that the Iron Tyrant was well aware of his approach, the Glorious wasted no time materializing in his inner chamber. "I have discovered an enlightening piece of information. Something that you may want to act on, lest we lose the opportunity."
@Warsman: "Yours and mine enemy, the Impero has been dethroned. Leaving an inadequate replacement in his stead. It would be the opportune time to move on the Reisho Monastery. The location is full of powerful energies that provide a defense against those who are not properly repaired. The benefits to claiming Reisho heavily outweigh the risks."
"You suggest that I go to war when war is already at my gates?"
The iron tyrant ponders for a moment. With his loyal servants keeping peace of Elysia in his stead, Warsman could easily draw Slade away from his native soil. The Croatians and Romanians would therefore be uninspired to attack. With one simple maneuver, he could prevent the siege of Elysia while simultaneously learning the secrets of one of his most hated enemies.
"It is wise council you come to me with in these days of darkness, Glorious. We must move quickly."
Without hesitating, Warsman vanishes into the ethereal folds of reality, disappearing only to reappear many thousands of miles away in the rugged mountains of Japan.
He couldn't help but snicker upon realizing that the Iron Tyrant was a cold, calculating facilitator of destruction. In the same fashion as his appearance, the Glorious' material dissipated, leaving nothing where he once stood, except a small silver gem.
"Give me a moment,"
Tracing Ziccarra's brainwaves through the void of time, Warsman pinpoints her location. With a cosmically-empowered hand, he rends the fabric of time and space and steps through the impromptu portal, keeping it open with one hand while exploring the tender underbelly of all progress with his eyes and keeping his other hand idle.
@Warsman: @Warsman: “I fear your faith in Glorious will doom us all” Z said, standing in an off-white dress still with her hands behind her back. “The Celestials constant interfere in human nature, could bring forth justice by the Guardians of the Universe; one that this cabal couldn’t afford to deal with” Z warned.“I fear your faith in Glorious will doom us all” Z said, standing in an off-white dress still with her hands behind her back. “The Celestials constant interfere in human nature, could bring forth justice by the Guardians of the Universe; one that this cabal couldn’t afford to deal with” Z warned.
Appearing before them, ghost like presence, the Glorious spoke in a tranquil tone. "Well, well. And look at this. A betrayal unraveling before my eyes. Can't say I didn't have my suspicions. You both were a bit jumpy."
@Quintus_Knightfall @Glorious @Warsman: Z's eyes began to glow a blue hue as the energies from the gem surge through her body, she emits a powerful mind charge a warning to Glorious that she had in fact been freed from her time prison. "To the Monastery?"
@Warsman: @Glorious: "The moment I received the mind gem I was warned of your traitorous intent" Z said, still patient and unnerved. "Give me a reason, why I shouldn't render you mentally inept right here right now". She said, standing shoulder to shoulder with Warsman.
@Ziccarra_Liafador: @Warsman: "The woman remains, does she not? Despite her attempts at interfering with my attack against the Knightfall. Funny how she forgot to include that tidbit of information." Turning his glowing gaze to Z he snickered. "I have not harmed a single hair upon your head. Do not be fooled by this charlatan, she allies herself with you and the Impero as well as his protege. She believes she can play both sides and uses the gem to do so."
@Warsman: @Glorious: "My alignment is not with you, fool it is with Warsman. Quintus is none of your concern; and if I recall correctly you brought him into the situation with your selfish attack on the monastery." Z explained, still unnerved; she had to chalk it up to her gem; there was no way she could keep her cool with such a hated enemy in front of her. "Quintus knew nothing of the Cabal or my involvement in it until you flaunted your power. A fool like you is useless" she responded, turning her attention to Warsman.
"He is far to unstable for this alliance to work"
@Ziccarra_Liafador: @Warsman: "Your alignment is with no one but yourself." He calmly stated looking to Warsman. "I am easily your greatest threat without that Gem. The human can do nothing but spew malicious insults towards me out of obvious inferiority. So what is it you shall do? End me with your awesome might? Ally yourself with this half dead woman? She will not live to see a thousand years change. What will happen when new enemies rise and her once attractive form has withered and died? Any victories achieved alongside this mortal will be short lived. So make your choice master of reality."
@Warsman: @Glorious: "I did not fear you with my gem and surley I don't fear you without it" Z stated, pouring herself a glass of wine. "While it is true, I will perish soon and my gem will be free to find a new host; I don't claim myself to master the power of the mind" she said, inching just a few feet short of contact with Glorious. "I may have the power to read, change and even sample your mind, but I'll never understand it" she explained. "You think power will make you the master of the universe; you think time is explained just because you command it; then you are far more foolish then I thought you were" she said, stepping to the side.
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