ULTRAMagic Alternate

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon           “Ooh, what a fascinating little… entity,” Barry said as he tried to observe Blood-Wraith, causing the boy to walk away from him as he tried to follow him in circles. A surge of electricity zapped away from Barry’s right arm and dusted himself off. It was a strange demon–a devil to be precise–who had futuristic silver skin, spots of glowing aqua green energy, and wild hair that was tamed and matched his skin. He was not amused with his partner’s antics and sighed. “Barry, don’t freak the boy out…” “I won’t, Vapor 6, I won’t…” Scotty put his hand on Barry’s shoulder and stopped him as Blood-Wraith hid behind Zara. “Barry, you’ll have time to ask him questions back at the guild. “Which will have to wait, given that we have an Audoan Knight to pursue,” The Highway Knight commented as his engines idled, the smell of exhaust wafting in the air. “Was there a reason Damien attacked you two, or did...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon           Thankfully things were quiet the next day as a specific train pulled into Ironfire Station. And even if the activists had stuck around, they would have had to deal with the two other arrivals to the guild that day. Cronus stepped out of the passenger car followed by two others of vastly differing origins into the station full of the sounds of coming and going trains, and announcements being made over the intercoms. One was a British man in a green frock coat with brown hair and gray eyes, and his gait was brimming with confidence. The other was a man in a strange, black bodysuit that appeared to be made out of a flexible glass with a cat-like motif to it. He slouched a little, but it was easy to tell he had a lot on his mind. “Here we are at last, gentlemen,” Cronus announced. “Shall we head to the guild or see the sights a little, David?” “Well since this is a fantastic station, a quick walk ...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon           “I know you have reservations about Lia, Tusk–but I did help her escape what was left of The Eternal Church,” Serjiel noted as the group made their way down a sconce-lit corridor. “I wouldn’t have done so if there wasn’t potential for her to benefit our cause.” “Seriously? Why–wait, you just said why… Good lord–maybe how instead?” “Someone tipped me off with a card–and in hindsight, it was probably Waramunt given the help he is providing right now.” Adriana stopped the group for a moment, seeming annoyed as to be expected. “You had Lia in your grasp–why didn’t you turn her over to The Iron City right then and there?” Serjiel glanced around, thinking he had heard something skittering run by. He did not like it and indicated for the group to resume walking. “It crossed my mind, but evidently she had some things she needed to take care of… and given our current circumstances, I’d dare say tha...