North-side of the Fortress of Retribution. Tarus II. Half a dozen men and women, including two demons, walk toward a certain newly-built installation on the northern side of Tarus II’s biggest city. This facility, referred to by most people as the Queen Network, is one of humanity’s newest inventions. Created by a small cabal of…
Two days earlier. Archangel Uriel, after witnessing the end of the Stormbringer Tribunal, felt unsatisfied. She and her brothers darkly watched as Beelzebub advanced to Emperor, gained untold power, and was summarily ‘pardoned’ by Jason Hiro. Disgusted, they had no choice but to observe from the sidelines as yet another evil, detestable bloodskin walked free,…
"Mildred?" Jason repeats. "Do you mean-" "I think you know already." Rebecca quickly says with a perfunctory smile, while glancing around. Jason realizes he nearly made a mistake by bringing up Marie’s treasure trove of artifacts, an existence which the Volgrim should hopefully still be in the dark about. And in that moment, several other…
Jason, Phoebe, and Demila waste no time. The Wordsmith instantly teleports himself and the other two to the opposite side of the Fortress of Retribution. They pop into existence on the northwestern side of the city, not far from the area that leads into the underground training facility. Idly, Jason’s thoughts darken as he wonders…
Several days before, on Tarus II. Life goes on as normal for humanity’s citizens. With the sudden and unexpected conclusion to the Stormbringer Tribunal, a certain air of suspicion lingers, leaving many of Jason Hiro’s most ardent supporters to regard him with concern. His decision to spare Beelzebub’s life may not have come easily, but…
Three hours pass. Vulpanix slowly regains her energy, ultimately becoming capable of moving her body more and more. By the time Creator Demila returns, Vulpanix can just barely walk around in a shaky and trembling manner, though she collapses after only a few minutes of movement. After exhausting her strength, Vulpanix flops into a hovering…
[NOOO!] Vulpanix shrieks. [THE MIND THIEF! NEVER! NEVERR!!!] Terrified out of her wits, the lauded Confessor’s eyes turn bloodshot as she summons every last drop of the power contained within her soul! [NEVER! NEVER! NEVEEE-] Abruptly, Vulpanix completes her last ditch effort, self-destructing the link from her soul to her body. Her vision goes dark,…
Hope Hiro levitates just a few feet away from the high-ranking Volgrim covered in writhing, wriggling human skin. Her calm words violently clash with her hideous appearance. This does not prove easy for him to ignore. As such, he slightly narrows his eyes. "You speak of offering me an olive branch. That’s a line taken…
No longer does Vulpanix hold back. While before she tried to preserve her strength so that she might capture the Wordsmith alive, even if badly injured, now she knows the body before her is nothing more than a false image. What also becomes abundantly clear as she initiates the second phase of their fight is…
Recommended Listening Vulpanix and Hope Hiro remain in the same spot for the briefest of instants. They size one another up, and both of them sneer at the same time. Then they attack. Hope lunges toward Vulpanix at the same time as she rushes toward him. They collide! The ‘invincible’ Wordsmith and his enemy slam…
