“What do you mean?” Cross asked the man as he looked to see if Galius wore or held in his hand something that this man might want but he saw nothing unusual about his friend.
Ignoring Cross, the stranger continued his conversation with Galius. “I’m sure you won’t understand how you will die, however, you do have the right to know why. I, Galius, am a collector of souls and your soul is the quintessence of the fifth and highest element after the four elements: earth, air, fire, and water, and thought to be the substance of the heavenly bodies and latent in all things, a rarity among souls. Scholars call it an angel soul and I plan to take it from you; unfortunately, when I do, you will die and there is nothing you can do to stop me, unless …show more content…
“You’ve learned my name? From whom did you learn my name?” Unable to comply because Cross didn’t know the name behind the voice. “It is of little consequence since I don’t have the time to waste prying that information from you.” Turning back to Galius, and putting out his left hand, his staff, “The Black Visage” magically appeared and touched Galius’ chest with it. Galius screamed out, his body turning to ash, drifting lightly to the floor. The staff had pulled from his chest a bright white orb containing his soul which Balthazar quickly arrested away and raised it high into the air. “It is a thing of beauty, is it not? It is immensely powerful, you …show more content…
I have the letter right here.” Reaching behind his breast plate, he pulled out a letter.
The soldier took the letter and with his comrade moved away to discuss its content among themselves. Finally, after much debate, they concluded that the royal insignia imprinted upon the letter, was not a forgery, returned and saluted the new Captain. “Please forgive us sir, but you must understand the reason for such measures.”
“No, I do not soldier.”
“Sir, have you not heard? Holdrum is invading the southern outpost of Talisk as we speak. Soon they will be marching toward the capital.”
“If that is true, I must meet with Queen Vilora immediately.”
“Yes, sir.” Signaling to the gatekeeper, the massive gates slowly opened, allowing Cross and his men to enter and once inside, giving his men orders to go to the barracks and get settled in while he went to meet with the queen. Walking quickly through the city of his birth, he made mental notes of the locations to new places of interest that he planned to visit when he had free time. At last, he entered the palace district but as he went, he noticed that it had changed dramatically. The houses had gotten bigger and more extravagant than when he had resided
Ignoring Cross, the stranger continued his conversation with Galius. “I’m sure you won’t understand how you will die, however, you do have the right to know why. I, Galius, am a collector of souls and your soul is the quintessence of the fifth and highest element after the four elements: earth, air, fire, and water, and thought to be the substance of the heavenly bodies and latent in all things, a rarity among souls. Scholars call it an angel soul and I plan to take it from you; unfortunately, when I do, you will die and there is nothing you can do to stop me, unless …show more content…
“You’ve learned my name? From whom did you learn my name?” Unable to comply because Cross didn’t know the name behind the voice. “It is of little consequence since I don’t have the time to waste prying that information from you.” Turning back to Galius, and putting out his left hand, his staff, “The Black Visage” magically appeared and touched Galius’ chest with it. Galius screamed out, his body turning to ash, drifting lightly to the floor. The staff had pulled from his chest a bright white orb containing his soul which Balthazar quickly arrested away and raised it high into the air. “It is a thing of beauty, is it not? It is immensely powerful, you …show more content…
I have the letter right here.” Reaching behind his breast plate, he pulled out a letter.
The soldier took the letter and with his comrade moved away to discuss its content among themselves. Finally, after much debate, they concluded that the royal insignia imprinted upon the letter, was not a forgery, returned and saluted the new Captain. “Please forgive us sir, but you must understand the reason for such measures.”
“No, I do not soldier.”
“Sir, have you not heard? Holdrum is invading the southern outpost of Talisk as we speak. Soon they will be marching toward the capital.”
“If that is true, I must meet with Queen Vilora immediately.”
“Yes, sir.” Signaling to the gatekeeper, the massive gates slowly opened, allowing Cross and his men to enter and once inside, giving his men orders to go to the barracks and get settled in while he went to meet with the queen. Walking quickly through the city of his birth, he made mental notes of the locations to new places of interest that he planned to visit when he had free time. At last, he entered the palace district but as he went, he noticed that it had changed dramatically. The houses had gotten bigger and more extravagant than when he had resided