To Conquer Ones Will

Tyrin walked off with a serene expression. It all had came to him when he saw Tyra split her primal spirit. He had only been fighting with one part of his will. When he needed to be fighting with both.

To destroy is too create and to create is too destroy. Their one in the same. I understand what you where trying to teach me now mother.

Tyrin would never openly admit it, but without his sister help he would have never understood this. If he told her, she would literally talk about it forever and he would never have a peaceful moment.

Suddenly his primal spirit split, as he walked, firma runes materialized beside him. In a blink of an eye, they merged together and formed Creator Tyrin. Their wills erupted from their bodies like a raging inferno. As one they stopped, looked back, and spoke to Tyra.

" Keep the barrier up, but open a way for me. I don't want you getting caught up in this. "

" So you think your going to kill them before the barrier expires? "