Clash of the Messiahs

Seeker held his hand up as a force around Lynd continued to crush him. Lynd was shouting and screaming as Seeker used the Realm powers that Lioncourt 'gave' to Seeker.

The strange Realm was distorting energy itself. It was as if all of Lynd's cells were not his own.

"Powerful, right? Just a few weeks, and Master has grown stronger after perusing all our data. If I fought him again, nine out of ten, I'd lose." Seeker chuckled.

"Erm. Zeek? Can I-!" Cliff suddenly frowned and glanced at the empty space next to him.

"General Irvana?" Cliff couldn't help but ask.

Irvana suddenly appeared next to Seeker.

"I can't believe you still noticed me. I was careful that time." Irvana appeared. She spoke with a strange accent. 

"Supreme General Seeker Carlean. I'll be meeting your girlfriend soon." Irvana gave a charming smile towards Seeker.

"Why are you using a Russian accent?" Seeker frowned.

"I thought you'd like it."