Belialthorn wasn't surprised by the rejection. He had been expecting it. He took several steps forward. "Why?"
"Because I don't want to. There's nothing for me to gain in being a source of power. We ancient Incarnatio prefer to....." a ripple spread in the air as if they were underwater. The Incarnatio frowned and the mask wrinkled.
"Congratulations. One of my...friends had chosen to be one of your teammates Incarnatio. That's quite unexpected. To think he would do such....." another ripple this time accompanied by a tingle like the static before lightning. The Incarnatio stood now, his green robe brushing the floor. "She did too!"
Belialthorn grinned. He could imagine what was going on now, Alaric and Rota must have found Incarnatios of their own and they are this one's friend?