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Rias said, What are you talking about, Karen doesn't have me.... if the whole group could hear Karen after the stone man failed to blow me up" William looked at the wondrous creature, they seemed to have gained an ally. "He's also been the only one to not rob us or threaten to kill us on sight so far.... spouting threats with the prior breath" William looked at the man, that made him even more dangerous. "You say you need sacrifices in order to raise the dead?...In the end there will only be dead and undead, not 'living' as you seem to call them." Reetch said from behind William, he then hid behind him again.
William continued to listen to the necromancer talking about how he would be the worlds greatest mage. His companions kept pointing at his flaws, which he merely shrugged off. He was clearly mad, and only death would release him. Ivaan seemed to have a power beyond animancy, which wasn't a bad thing since he was their ally. "Listen Abumot, you are attacking innocent people right now, murdering them and destroying their land. Even if you are able to use that to accomplish great things later, right now you are hurting people. Is there no way to do your research without hurting anyone?" William took a step closer to him.
William continued to listen to the necromancer talking about how he would be the worlds greatest mage. His companions kept pointing at his flaws, which he merely shrugged off. He was clearly mad, and only death would release him. Ivaan seemed to have a power beyond animancy, which wasn't a bad thing since he was their ally. "Listen Abumot, you are attacking innocent people right now, murdering them and destroying their land. Even if you are able to use that to accomplish great things later, right now you are hurting people. Is there no way to do your research without hurting anyone?" William took a step closer to him.
Karen watched the conversation, mentally nodding along with the Unicorn's comment while visibly she remained as she had.
Rias listened as well, and a thought struck her, some of what Abumot was saying didn't add up in her mind. Rias walked over to Claire and pulled her aside, or rather back up to the door way out of ear shot of the others.
"I just had a thought, what if Abumot is just a distraction? Like whoever brought him back, did so JUST to keep people preoccupied with him instead of them. The matter here still needs to be settled, no question to that, but I have a feeling he's not the real threat here"
Rias listened as well, and a thought struck her, some of what Abumot was saying didn't add up in her mind. Rias walked over to Claire and pulled her aside, or rather back up to the door way out of ear shot of the others.
"I just had a thought, what if Abumot is just a distraction? Like whoever brought him back, did so JUST to keep people preoccupied with him instead of them. The matter here still needs to be settled, no question to that, but I have a feeling he's not the real threat here"
Rias pulled Claire aside and out of Abumot's earshot, then made a point known. "I just had a thought, what if Abumot is just a distraction? Like whoever brought him back, did so JUST to keep people preoccupied with him instead of them. The matter here still needs to be settled, no question to that, but I have a feeling he's not the real threat here"
Claire had to admit it made some sense; more then their current understanding did. Someone had undeniably brought Abumot back; a task that even Abumot admitted was beyond his current knowledge. That proved that there was someone more powerful lurking in the shadows. If they hadn't died in the process of bringing Abumot back, then they must be using him for something.
What more, Rias had been with Abumot far longer then the rest of the group; who knows what else had happened. In any event, Rias and Karen were the closest things to "experts" on this Abumot that they had.
"This Abumot..." Claire said under her breath, letting the thought become real by the power of her voice. It was also possible that this person wasn't really Abumot, but merely someone who thinks their Abumot. It would also explain disappearance of the person who brought him back; this Abumot could be a failure; a mere copy of the original.
Claire sighed; there were still too many variables. "Thanks Rias; you make a good point. I'll see if I can keep William from just trying to kill him outright; at least until we figure out what the truth is." Opening an almost imperceptibly small portal beside William's ear, she whispered through it what Rias had told her, as well as her own thoughts. "William; Rias thinks this Abumot might just be a distraction from the real threat; I think we should try to find out more information about what he does know about the magic device. I'm also not convinced this is really Abumot; it could be someone who just thinks he's Abumot. I'm going to try and clear this up now."
Coughing slightly, Claire then stepped back into earshot of Abumot, and asked her question. "How can we possibly trust you? We don't even know if your really Abumot? He's been dead a long time. For all we know your a raving mad lunatic who thinks he's figured out immortality. Give us a reason to trust anything you say."
Claire had to admit it made some sense; more then their current understanding did. Someone had undeniably brought Abumot back; a task that even Abumot admitted was beyond his current knowledge. That proved that there was someone more powerful lurking in the shadows. If they hadn't died in the process of bringing Abumot back, then they must be using him for something.
What more, Rias had been with Abumot far longer then the rest of the group; who knows what else had happened. In any event, Rias and Karen were the closest things to "experts" on this Abumot that they had.
"This Abumot..." Claire said under her breath, letting the thought become real by the power of her voice. It was also possible that this person wasn't really Abumot, but merely someone who thinks their Abumot. It would also explain disappearance of the person who brought him back; this Abumot could be a failure; a mere copy of the original.
Claire sighed; there were still too many variables. "Thanks Rias; you make a good point. I'll see if I can keep William from just trying to kill him outright; at least until we figure out what the truth is." Opening an almost imperceptibly small portal beside William's ear, she whispered through it what Rias had told her, as well as her own thoughts. "William; Rias thinks this Abumot might just be a distraction from the real threat; I think we should try to find out more information about what he does know about the magic device. I'm also not convinced this is really Abumot; it could be someone who just thinks he's Abumot. I'm going to try and clear this up now."
Coughing slightly, Claire then stepped back into earshot of Abumot, and asked her question. "How can we possibly trust you? We don't even know if your really Abumot? He's been dead a long time. For all we know your a raving mad lunatic who thinks he's figured out immortality. Give us a reason to trust anything you say."
Abumot concentrated on ivaan, quickly brushing off boms comment 'I am and I do not know what the legends say about me. The only way is if I had a regular supply of people willing to sacrifice themselves, if you can find that I assure you I would stop my current action'
"How can we possibly trust you? We don't even know if your really Abumot? He's been dead a long time. For all we know your a raving mad lunatic who thinks he's figured out immortality. Give us a reason to trust anything you say."
'I will show you' Abumot pointed back at ivaan 'you have yet to answer me' abumot had a strange and slow exhale, as it happened the groups skin shivered, the dust on the walls and stairs gently floated to the back of the room, and the unicorn freaked out, shaking its head and kicking the air for a couple of seconds, nearly hitting rias at it did so. After the unicorn clamped down abumot almost whispered across the room 'do not make me force the answer out of you.'
"How can we possibly trust you? We don't even know if your really Abumot? He's been dead a long time. For all we know your a raving mad lunatic who thinks he's figured out immortality. Give us a reason to trust anything you say."
'I will show you' Abumot pointed back at ivaan 'you have yet to answer me' abumot had a strange and slow exhale, as it happened the groups skin shivered, the dust on the walls and stairs gently floated to the back of the room, and the unicorn freaked out, shaking its head and kicking the air for a couple of seconds, nearly hitting rias at it did so. After the unicorn clamped down abumot almost whispered across the room 'do not make me force the answer out of you.'
As Abumot began to release his magic, Claire held her hands forward; ready to open a portal at a moments notice in any direction required, though focused on the front. She wasn't about to take any chances.
"do not make me force the answer out of you." he said, his voice threatening in the extreme. Why do they always ignore diplomacy? "So you don't get an answer for a few minutes and you start to threaten people. And somehow we're supposed to believe you would be a responsible mage and give away the secret of immortality to all the people of the world? You're making it hard to believe you Abumot - if that;s who you really are." she said, her piercing gaze like steel.
"Oh, and incidentally; do not make us show you how much has changed since you last died. It will not be pretty." Perhaps he would back down... maybe... hopefully...
"do not make me force the answer out of you." he said, his voice threatening in the extreme. Why do they always ignore diplomacy? "So you don't get an answer for a few minutes and you start to threaten people. And somehow we're supposed to believe you would be a responsible mage and give away the secret of immortality to all the people of the world? You're making it hard to believe you Abumot - if that;s who you really are." she said, her piercing gaze like steel.
"Oh, and incidentally; do not make us show you how much has changed since you last died. It will not be pretty." Perhaps he would back down... maybe... hopefully...
Bom finally realised how much peril they were all in. Bom had his doubts about whether this was the real Abumot, but whoever he was, he was dangerous. He gave Ivaan a pleading look. Tell him something, Ivaan.
He wondered if there was any plan to take this guy down. Bom doubted there would be all that much for him to dredge up out of the ground, and he figured that this "Abumot" would have his own counter measures anyway.
He wondered if there was any plan to take this guy down. Bom doubted there would be all that much for him to dredge up out of the ground, and he figured that this "Abumot" would have his own counter measures anyway.
Karen felt a weird tingle, though was quickly distracted but the Unicorns outburst, one which Rias needed to avoid or take a hoof to the ribs. Karen felt, strangely 'rejuvenated', after the Unicorn calmed back down, like she hadn't used her transformation at all today, she didn't know why but since things seemed to be going south, she wasn't going to complain.
"do not make me force the answer out of you."
Rias sighed, then pulled the energy she needed to top back off from the torches in the room, but gave the mist a quizzical look as it surrounded her, there was more of it then usual, and it 'felt' different, 'lighter', even the preexisting orb felt 'lighter'. She paid little mind to Abumot's display of power, she was more concerned with her own powers, and going on a gut feeling, released the orb holding the bombs from her grasp. Instead of falling like a stone it floated down to about knee level and stayed there, this made her grin.
"Oh, and incidentally; do not make us show you how much has changed since you last died. It will not be pretty." she heard Claire comment 'No, it most certainly will not' Rias thought as she adjusted to the new feel of her power.
"do not make me force the answer out of you."
Rias sighed, then pulled the energy she needed to top back off from the torches in the room, but gave the mist a quizzical look as it surrounded her, there was more of it then usual, and it 'felt' different, 'lighter', even the preexisting orb felt 'lighter'. She paid little mind to Abumot's display of power, she was more concerned with her own powers, and going on a gut feeling, released the orb holding the bombs from her grasp. Instead of falling like a stone it floated down to about knee level and stayed there, this made her grin.
"Oh, and incidentally; do not make us show you how much has changed since you last died. It will not be pretty." she heard Claire comment 'No, it most certainly will not' Rias thought as she adjusted to the new feel of her power.
and now i start playing Rias powers, like they where meant to be played ...
Ivaan met Abumonts gaze. He knew the diplomatic path was about to become a diplomatic tight rope, especially as Abumont started to interrogate him.
Ivaan smile in a friendly manner and clasped his hands.
He raised an eyebrow as he spoke in a well mannered fashion "You honestly think that approach is going to get you answers? My comrades have taught me that anger and fighting always come in second when you could just have a simple conversation. Put down the enormous power your raising, and maybe I'd be inclined to inform you of what we... Are capable of."
It was a bluff, of course, Ivaan was hoping that Abumont would see sense, but he knew that the man was deranged, he was pulling in energy from the man, slow enough that he wouldn't feel it until he tried to use his own power.
But this Yama was like a bottomless well of energy. It was like it was coming from somewhere else, and soon, Ivaan's personal reservoir of energy was full to bursting point, and the energy had to go somewhere.
But Ivaan couldn't transfer it to one of his colleagues. This energy was tainted by necromancy. It stank of giving life to the lifeless. He felt something tick over in his mind. A force, after being exposed to this kind of power, that had come into fruition.
But Ivaan knew he had to get rid of this power soon, of it would start affecting him negatively. He non-chalantly put his hands behind his back, and transferred it, uselessly, into the musty clay cavern floor behind him.
As he did this Ivaan bumped William, muttering an apology, he accidentally pictured what William could do with this kind of power. For a split second Ivaan vividly saw a giant being of ash in his minds eye, a golem, created through sheer will and power.
There came a muffled crack behind him and the ground parted, and a golem the size and (general) shape of William rose from it. It was like a potter had decided he wanted to create a sculpture, but gave up after the general silhouette was done. it had no face, no eyes, but instead were two holes in it's head, with a fire of true life energy burning behind them.
Ivaan stared at it.
"That's new."
Ivaan smile in a friendly manner and clasped his hands.
He raised an eyebrow as he spoke in a well mannered fashion "You honestly think that approach is going to get you answers? My comrades have taught me that anger and fighting always come in second when you could just have a simple conversation. Put down the enormous power your raising, and maybe I'd be inclined to inform you of what we... Are capable of."
It was a bluff, of course, Ivaan was hoping that Abumont would see sense, but he knew that the man was deranged, he was pulling in energy from the man, slow enough that he wouldn't feel it until he tried to use his own power.
But this Yama was like a bottomless well of energy. It was like it was coming from somewhere else, and soon, Ivaan's personal reservoir of energy was full to bursting point, and the energy had to go somewhere.
But Ivaan couldn't transfer it to one of his colleagues. This energy was tainted by necromancy. It stank of giving life to the lifeless. He felt something tick over in his mind. A force, after being exposed to this kind of power, that had come into fruition.
But Ivaan knew he had to get rid of this power soon, of it would start affecting him negatively. He non-chalantly put his hands behind his back, and transferred it, uselessly, into the musty clay cavern floor behind him.
As he did this Ivaan bumped William, muttering an apology, he accidentally pictured what William could do with this kind of power. For a split second Ivaan vividly saw a giant being of ash in his minds eye, a golem, created through sheer will and power.
There came a muffled crack behind him and the ground parted, and a golem the size and (general) shape of William rose from it. It was like a potter had decided he wanted to create a sculpture, but gave up after the general silhouette was done. it had no face, no eyes, but instead were two holes in it's head, with a fire of true life energy burning behind them.
Ivaan stared at it.
"That's new."
William heard a strange noise besides his ear, followed by Claire's voice "William....it could be someone who just thinks he's Abumot. I'm going to try and clear this up now." He nodded, that would explain a few things. Claire then stepped forward and said, "How can we possibly trust you?....Give us a reason to trust anything you say." He was curious about the necromancer's response. 'I will show you' Abumot pointed back at Ivaan 'you have yet to answer me' He felt the dust in the room move, it felt unnatural.
Ivaan responded to the necromancer by saying, "You honestly think that approach is going to get you answers?...Are capable of." William looked at Ivaan, it seemed he had learned something from them. He had to admit Ivaan was quite a nice guy, even if he was a non human. Ivaan then bumped into him, he felt strange. Suddenly the ground behind him cracked open, he turned around as fast as he could.
A golem made out of ash appeared. It looked like him, with a few exceptions. First it had no face, and two large holes where it's face should be. And it was obviously lacking any kind of color. "That's new." Ivaan commented. William grinned "You know what is also new? This!" Ash began to shoot from his body, mixing with the ash around William. It all fused with the golem, making it about three meters tall. William turned back to the necromancer. "You will answer our questions first, after that we will answer your questions." The golem walked behind William, and took a stance right behind him.
Ivaan responded to the necromancer by saying, "You honestly think that approach is going to get you answers?...Are capable of." William looked at Ivaan, it seemed he had learned something from them. He had to admit Ivaan was quite a nice guy, even if he was a non human. Ivaan then bumped into him, he felt strange. Suddenly the ground behind him cracked open, he turned around as fast as he could.
A golem made out of ash appeared. It looked like him, with a few exceptions. First it had no face, and two large holes where it's face should be. And it was obviously lacking any kind of color. "That's new." Ivaan commented. William grinned "You know what is also new? This!" Ash began to shoot from his body, mixing with the ash around William. It all fused with the golem, making it about three meters tall. William turned back to the necromancer. "You will answer our questions first, after that we will answer your questions." The golem walked behind William, and took a stance right behind him.
'Do not act like this is some sort of common question I ask if he lies in order to call me a monster or if he knows the secret to immortality for all. Instead of answering you all stall, whisper among yourselves and prepare for combat.' the rays of lights form the roofs started showing silhouettes on the ground and shadowy figure started gathering around the holes above them 'I will show you I am abumot, father of the dead.' The figures jumped down the hole, mostly humans, but all undead. They smashed like melons as they hid the ground, some nearly landing on members of the group. The only undead to survive the fall were three giant undead crabs, like the one the group encountered previously 'first you must learn carnimancy, the construction of the body and alteration of the brain' as he said this the flesh and bone of the smashed corpses started forming a bile of flesh, joined by the flesh of the undead that kept coming form the roof. The bile of flesh and bone then started taking shape, forming a hulking giant, its head nearly touched the roof, at least 9m in height. 'next a combination of animancy and fulgurmancy to stimulate the brain to a stage needed for it to sufficiently function' as he said this the hulking undead giants eyes opened and it looked around the room. Abumot then lifted his arm, grabbed the air and then violently swung his arm down, as he did the hulking undead giants body simply fell apart forming a pile of flesh again. This left just abumtot and three undead crabs 'What more proof do you want?'
"I dunno about you guys, but I'm pretty convinced!" Reetch said, backing away, bumping into Ivaan and Bom as he attempted to put as much distance between him and Abumont and his minions. It was bad enough attempting to fight just one of these wretched creatures, but facing at least three and a necromancer capable of making more reinforcements wasn't a welcoming prospect.
Standing in the middle, he opened his bag and dug his hands inside. Withdrawing them quickly, he was clutching a small handful of seeds in one hand and a couple of braided twigs in the other, he looked around his friends, nervously anticipating what was surely about to happen. Should the worst begin, he was at least somewhat ready.
Standing in the middle, he opened his bag and dug his hands inside. Withdrawing them quickly, he was clutching a small handful of seeds in one hand and a couple of braided twigs in the other, he looked around his friends, nervously anticipating what was surely about to happen. Should the worst begin, he was at least somewhat ready.
"Who ever brought you back sure did a piss poor job bringing you up to date. You really think in the time between your passing and resurrection, nothing has changed? Nothing has happened to alter the power balance?"
Rias said after Abumot's display of necromantic mastery, deciding to try voicing the thoughts she relayed to Claire, to Abumot him self, it could make him mad, but it could settle things quicker. "Right now there is a war going on" walking over to the ledge by stairs and stepping off onto a platform she made which lowered her slowly to the chamber floor, the orb floating beside her and her blood red mist surrounding her like a fog "A war started by mages whom believe they, by virtue of 'having power', are the rightful rulers of the world, for no other reason then vanity near as I can tell. These mages going around, de-stabilizing they're country's to make them easier to take. We come to Abumot, and find what we believed to be the cause, you, however, things you have said over the course of our conversation has left me question where you belong on the 'threat' scale in terms of this war. Your hurting your own people, and thus, yes, your actions need to be addressed. But I'm not convinced your the real threat here." Rias said crossing her arms.
"After all, who would raise some one like you from the grave, and NOT introduce them selves, the country we're in carries your name, they're are legends surrounding you, and whom ever raised you didn't even bother to say hello? I know if I brought some one back to life in the manner you where, they would know exactly who did it. Another thing that sticks out, you not under standing the method used to raise you. While I'm willing to accept it's a new skill that didn't exist in your time, but after all the time you've had to study it, all you've discovered is it requires sacrifices? I'm willing to bet that, coupled with the other stand out, they don't want you to know. Now by this point you might be wondering why? Easy, It is my belief that how ever raised you from the grave is using you as a distraction, why else would they bring some one as high profile as you back and remain unknown to you"
Rias said after Abumot's display of necromantic mastery, deciding to try voicing the thoughts she relayed to Claire, to Abumot him self, it could make him mad, but it could settle things quicker. "Right now there is a war going on" walking over to the ledge by stairs and stepping off onto a platform she made which lowered her slowly to the chamber floor, the orb floating beside her and her blood red mist surrounding her like a fog "A war started by mages whom believe they, by virtue of 'having power', are the rightful rulers of the world, for no other reason then vanity near as I can tell. These mages going around, de-stabilizing they're country's to make them easier to take. We come to Abumot, and find what we believed to be the cause, you, however, things you have said over the course of our conversation has left me question where you belong on the 'threat' scale in terms of this war. Your hurting your own people, and thus, yes, your actions need to be addressed. But I'm not convinced your the real threat here." Rias said crossing her arms.
"After all, who would raise some one like you from the grave, and NOT introduce them selves, the country we're in carries your name, they're are legends surrounding you, and whom ever raised you didn't even bother to say hello? I know if I brought some one back to life in the manner you where, they would know exactly who did it. Another thing that sticks out, you not under standing the method used to raise you. While I'm willing to accept it's a new skill that didn't exist in your time, but after all the time you've had to study it, all you've discovered is it requires sacrifices? I'm willing to bet that, coupled with the other stand out, they don't want you to know. Now by this point you might be wondering why? Easy, It is my belief that how ever raised you from the grave is using you as a distraction, why else would they bring some one as high profile as you back and remain unknown to you"
Ivaan nodded. Now was the time for truth.
"We are... Skilled individuals. each of us are enchanted beings. I am capable of recognising and controlling life force. At first I mistook it for shaman animancy, but after I met these people, I realised that my power was different.
I'm not able to bring back the dead, but I can tell... things about those that were. And I can tell what happened to you.
Rias is right.
It doesn't take a genius, or an enchanted being, to know you're being used. You're a puppet, Abumont, for forces that you may not have sided with otherwise. Perhaps now is not a good time to fight. I urge you to come with us and explain yourself to the locals. the situation may still be salvageable. I can't promise you safety, but I can promise you a chance at redemption."
Ivaan looked at the golem. it was... strange. Ivaan felt oddly connected to it.
A golem...
I live to serve, master.
Ivaan quirked an eyebrow.
If I wasn't certain that my powers were beyond Animancy before, I certainly am now.
"We are... Skilled individuals. each of us are enchanted beings. I am capable of recognising and controlling life force. At first I mistook it for shaman animancy, but after I met these people, I realised that my power was different.
I'm not able to bring back the dead, but I can tell... things about those that were. And I can tell what happened to you.
Rias is right.
It doesn't take a genius, or an enchanted being, to know you're being used. You're a puppet, Abumont, for forces that you may not have sided with otherwise. Perhaps now is not a good time to fight. I urge you to come with us and explain yourself to the locals. the situation may still be salvageable. I can't promise you safety, but I can promise you a chance at redemption."
Ivaan looked at the golem. it was... strange. Ivaan felt oddly connected to it.
A golem...
I live to serve, master.
Ivaan quirked an eyebrow.
If I wasn't certain that my powers were beyond Animancy before, I certainly am now.
Abumot clearly took a second to think about what rias and ivaan had said 'If what you say is true then I will haled my research for now, though I am sure my arrive to the villages will be met with nothing but steel and iron. I will but my research on hold for 6 full moons, but then I will continue my work for my redemption will lie in its completion' Then form the pile of flesh a replica of abumots body emerged and rolled down it 'Tell them of my death so they may focus on the true thread' Abumot then turned around and started walking towards a door behind the altar.
"Tell them of my death so they may focus on the true threat" Abumot said as his body rolled toward them. Claire's lips pursed and her stare hardened. "I will not and cannot lie for you Abumot; there's only dishonor in such a vile and reprehensible action. You might leave here today - that is William's decision - but no matter what happens, I will not fake your death for you such that you might continue to operate in secret; unheeded." she said, barely holding back her annoyance. She wanted to do what he said - he would escape, she would finally have something damning on a horrible noble, and everyone would win." All she would need to do was be dishonorable.
Damn it.
Damn it.
Rias watch Abumot leave, a satisfied grin glued to her face, as she'd gotten what she wanted, more or less. "Not much of a secret if we know when he'll start back up, and six full moons is a long time, not to mention the rate we're going we'll like have the free time needed to come back and sort it out" she said as she turned toward Claire while her mist shot toward 'Abumots' body, first forming a blade in mid air that severed the head with enough force to lift it off the floor then forming a clawed hand again seemingly to free of the effects of gravity which grabbed the severed head and threw it to Rias before returning to a mist and back to it's 'orbit' around her as she turned catch the head."Assuming of course, we'll need to come back that is"
Karen stood up, stretched, and started for the entrance. "I'm gonna head back to where we left our stuff, while you all do what ever in town"
Karen stood up, stretched, and started for the entrance. "I'm gonna head back to where we left our stuff, while you all do what ever in town"
Abumot spoke, "Do not act like this is some sort of common....whisper among yourselves and prepare for combat." He then showed off his power, William looked disgusted. "I dunno about you guys, but I'm pretty convinced!" Reetch said stepping back. Rias and Ivaan then started explaining that he might only be a puppet, this seemed to shock Abumot. 'If what you say is true then I will haled my research for now....'Tell them of my death so they may focus on the true thread,' he said as he began walking away.
William hesitated, could they beat him? "Are we going to let him get away?...We may not get a chance like this again!" He had to agree with Ivaan, they had to end this madness. Even if it meant fighting someone as mighty as Abumot. Claire then spoke, "I will not and cannot lie for you Abumot; there's only dishonor in such a vile and reprehensible action....I will not fake your death for you such that you might continue to operate in secret; unheeded." William looked at Claire, he wouldn't force her to be dishonorable. It seemed there was only one path left, William lifted his hand.
Rias thens spoke again, "Not much of a secret if we know when he'll start back up....not to mention the rate we're going we'll like have the free time needed to come back and sort it out" Rias' mist then beheaded the clone of the necromancer, then formed into a claw and threw the head. William focused, he had to destroy the necromancer. The ash golem charged at Abumot, his right hand changed into a spear. The ash golem jumped, and attempted to skewer Abumot.
William hesitated, could they beat him? "Are we going to let him get away?...We may not get a chance like this again!" He had to agree with Ivaan, they had to end this madness. Even if it meant fighting someone as mighty as Abumot. Claire then spoke, "I will not and cannot lie for you Abumot; there's only dishonor in such a vile and reprehensible action....I will not fake your death for you such that you might continue to operate in secret; unheeded." William looked at Claire, he wouldn't force her to be dishonorable. It seemed there was only one path left, William lifted his hand.
Rias thens spoke again, "Not much of a secret if we know when he'll start back up....not to mention the rate we're going we'll like have the free time needed to come back and sort it out" Rias' mist then beheaded the clone of the necromancer, then formed into a claw and threw the head. William focused, he had to destroy the necromancer. The ash golem charged at Abumot, his right hand changed into a spear. The ash golem jumped, and attempted to skewer Abumot.