Life? Death? what's the difference? Many consider these two elements as opposites and the bane for the other but in reality, they are just different sides of the same coin. Derik always dreamt about becoming a cool mage and when the time came, he was disappointed... But even with the status of an archer he still pushed forward until he stumbled upon his magic... A power he could call his own.... DEATH!
Everyone watched the Clovis slowly close the distance between Blake and himself while his aura began building. They all remained confused about what to do since they knew so little about this Clovis. All they knew was that Cyrus tends to speak through him, more like a personality switch, so everyone was scared of offending him, since they may not be offending the successor but the current palace master, Cyrus.
"Are you threatening me?" Blake growled as his eyes released a powerful purple light and his aura exploded.
He leaned slightly and with his demon possession magic, snake scales began appearing all over his body while he began sprouting claws and fangs as well. His aura took a 360 turn, from just violent to dangerous! Apparently, he had no intentions of been pushed around either.
"Cute" Clovis chuckled lightly.
He shot Blink who was still on his knees, communicating with Derik, completely oblivious of what is happening, and chuckled.