“…” “Yes, I understand my lord… the experiment was a success, through the use of divine words and amping the latent mania of the subject I was successful in creating a Calamity, one that managed not only to keep its form without corroding but also was capable of fighting in the first moments of its life” the figures, in the dimly lit round table room, meant for four of us looked at the fighting between the knight and his sorcerer “… hold that frame now Otis!” Atla ordered me in her harsh voice “Freeze frame” I whispered forcing the recreation I had made earlier to stop, She looked closer at the sorcerer at this point he had undergone his transformation into the thing that dwells in the staff of Eon “Interesting… this one has escaped us three times now, this promise to be an interesting hunt, he is ours” the images resume moving “like I was saying the Calamity was strong enough to hold its own but it was ultimately defeated by the intrusion of the… Knight, but with the information we got, we should be able to achieve our goal. “Hold on for a moment!” Eugin, the only thing bigger than that man is his heart and the pride he holds for knights, urged me, his hand clasped as if he was praying, looking with big, sad eyes at the picture of the Elysian Knight.

  “What… what is this obscene sight before my eyes… that proud knight has tarnished himself for… for that thing?” I nodded, “That is correct, Eugin. How does that make you feel? To see a fellow knight disgraced like that?” I smirked. Eugin′s temple veins seemed about to burst from anger. He crushed part of the round table under his fist and slowly raised his head to address me once more. “Unforgivable! Such acts committed by a proud knight are something unforgivable… I got it!” he pointed at the sorcerer, “that horrible fiend must be behind this! A seducer! A deceiver! That’s the only explanation for this, that demon, I want to save that knight from that fiend′s spell, he could be a valuable companion to us, wouldn’t that be grand, my lord?”

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  “…” the room ment for us four, a room where we three forsee the creation of Titans and the development of our goal, to free our lord Moros to put an end to this moving stage we call worlds, the same world that disregarded us three, when everything is said and done, when the realms no longer turn, when ever star has vanished form the cosmos, our Lord will bring a worl of salvation to us three, the ones that have long for a better world, “then is settled, we will hunt the sorcerer and Eugin gets a new recrute” in a flash a claymore was held against Atla′s throat, She managed to put her own weapons to prevent an otherwise fatal blow “you are loseing your touch old knight, you didn’t even managed to scratch us, or have seeing your so called “pride” damaged you this much?” in a quick montion Atla broke free form the brlad pointed at her neck and putting her blades together by the handels formed her predilect weapon, a string formed form light and as she pulled it a silver arrow was ready to shot.

  “Why should you be the one who goes this time, Marksmen of the Mist?” Eugin took a defensive stance in the case Atla let go of the string. “Easy, we are not emotionally invested. We do want to catch up to that sorcerer, but we will not destroy a realm looking for him. We always find our mark, remember? Eugin the Holy Cross,” I clapped to gain their attention. They looked at me, annoyed at my interruption. “Both of you remember the rules of this room, no weapons in the presence of Lord Moros.” They begrudgingly put their weapons away and sat back down. “What is your suggestion, Sir. Otis?” I smiled “I have some test subjects in mind and if we go again the knight and the sorcerer are sure to follow, we take them down you two can even have a grand old competition Pride of Knights vs the Lust for the Hunt, what do you think?” they consider it for a moment, Eugin give a hit t his breastplate and nodded, Atla looked to the shadows in the room and nodded “we agree to this terms” a rift opened as we came to an agreement, “seems Lord Moros agrees too, now shall we go dear partners?”