Zven watched as Raphael flew off towards the horizon, and yelled to him, "Well, that is just fine to stay in the lair in which I own, but trying to disrupt other worlds within my alliance will not be tolerated, whether you are a neutralist or not! So don't even try going back there until you fix that attitude of yours!" He yelled towards him. The king felt rather awkward, being what appeared to be a teenager, lecturing someone who seemed much older. The another thought struck him. Where had the clouds and lightning gone? Had they been brought on by the gods who felt in rage of having on angel quarrel with another. Well, I don't understand angel logic, so I won't try to, He thought. Above him, he noticed hellion still had his blade out, and was staring at the other winged one's back. Huh. Well, maybe he was just troubled. Zven turned around and jumped off the top of the same tall tower he had broken through. This time though, he was ready. He fell down at extreme speeds, and a couple feet to the fifth story, he grabbed a flag pole, and climbed into the window. Seeing another one across the room he jumped out in a small spiral, the making a bigger ark, right to the gate. The king of demons grabbed the top of the wall, and vaulted himself over, and landed on the other side. Without looking back, he jumped downward, into the abyss that led to his lair.
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30 max magic
Primary element darkness
Secondary Fire
Tertiary Time
