I stood atop a hill, arms outstretched with my swords in either hand, blood dripping from every part of my body tho none of it was mine. My laughter echoing over the bloody battlefield of a thousand corpses, several small domains banding together to bring me down and failing in the attempt. My laughter died and the only sounds were the cries and moans of the soon to be departed, the smile on my lips turning to an angered frown as my eyes scanned for movement. "IS THERE NO ON ELSE?!!" The only response was more death rattles of my recent prey, a scowl crossed my face and spun the swords round, whipping the blood off them as they returned to this scabbards.

A deep scornful growl sounded from my throat as I began marching down the hill, my footfalls crushing skulls and bodies under them. I stopped near the edge of the slaughter, turning round to view my work with a degree of smug satisfaction that was quickly replaced by the ever present bored and weariness that was ever present in my mind. Living this dull life in the dull world that refused to present challenge, I craved a true war of epic proportions, not these pathetic skirmishes. While fun for the small amount of time they last they can never match the delights of true war, of battles lasting days not minutes of fighting foes truly worthy. I turned back round looking up at the sky and bellowing out to the heavens. "SEND ME A WORTHY ADVERSARY!

I stood a ways from the battle, my black lips smiling smugly at the scene before me. I stood in my more human form, the black veins pushed against my pale skin and my pitch black eyes seemed to have a certain shine of excitement to them. My eyes saw the thousand of lifeless corpses laying on the ground. My ears listened to wails and sounds of death. My nosed picked up the scent of freshly spilled blood, splattered on the ground or oozing from the body of the corpses. I smirked lightly. It seemed that I have finally found the one that I was looking for.

I approached the hill that Trydamiere had left, avoiding the corpses until I finally stood at the top of the hill. I looked down at Trydamiere and I could do nothing but grin widely at his words. "Am I worthy enough for you or is a goddess not enough for someone like you?" I stood still, watching Trydamiere before my feet steady lift of the ground and I glide lightly over to Trydamiere only stopping when I was a few meters away from him. My feet touched the ground lightly and my pitch black eyes studied Trydamiere. I inhaled deeply, tilting my head back and when I exhaled, dark red smoke could be seen leaving my lips. "Ah...the Titan's blood..." I licked my lips lightly. "It has been quite some time since I have smelled that blood...and tasted it.." I smirked lightly as I lowered my head and my eyes looked at Trydamiere. "You hungry for battle. Hungry for war. Hungry for a challenge. Not just any challenge, no. You hungry for a challenge of glorious proportions worthy of you." I smirked darkly. "I can give you that and so much more." I was now closing the distance between myself and Trydamiere, circling him as I did. "Mmm...no mortal on these lands can give you what you crave but I, a goddess, can." I grinned lightly before I stopped circling. Now I was facing him and only a few meters away from him. "But for me to give you what you wish, you will need to give me what I desire."

I heard the subtle sounds of feet behind me, quickly followed by a female voice, one that sounded unlike anything I had heard before. Not the insistent screams and pleas for mercy but one the breathed confidence and power, a voice so full I could almost feel it enter my ears. I remained perfectly still, not really listening to what she said before she moved in front of me. This elf was definitely not of this world, at least not completely. There was definitely a touch of dark divinity to her which peaked my curiosity, listening to what she had to say and locking eyes with her. My eyes giving no hint to my intentions or thoughts but when she boasted and claimed to be a goddess a small snarl crossed my lips.

I closed the gap between us in a couple of large strides, towering over her and lifting my hand to slowly grip around her neck. My grip squeezing slightly as I lowered my head towards hers until they nearly touched and we could feel each others breath on our faces. "The gods are vile wastes, like a cancer in the sky." My grip tightened again and I snarled louder but my voice remained a low and deep pitch, speaking more from the chest. "A goddess? Maybe I should just do the world a blessing and crush you now? What could you possibly offer me that would make me want to fulfill your desire?"

I smiled smugly when he gripped my throat but when he tighten his grip, my smile only widen in excitement. "Correction, your gods as well as my brothers and sisters are a vile wastes in the heavens. They want respect, honor, light and peace in this world but you and I both know that this world doesn't not deserve such things. So, even if you tried to crush me it would be impossible, lest you forgot, I am a goddess which means that I am immortal." I said before my body turned into slime, slipped from his grip and form to a puddle at his feet. The puddle of slime moved a few feet away from him and Usha reappeared from the puddle. "Now, let us converse.." Several thick strands of her hair wrapped themselves tightly around his wrist and ankles and she smirked lightly as she lifted him high in the air. "You ask what I can offer you, hm? I can give you war, challenging opponents but if you want more than a challenge then I can give you the opportunity to fight and defeat the gods and goddess but...only if you have proven your worth to me. I can give you what every mortal wishes..." She threw him away from her, letting him crash into the ground before she turned her back on him. "...but are you even worthy for me to bestow such a great gift....the gift of..." She turned her head, looking at Trydamiere out of the corner of her eyes with an emotionless expression. "...immortality..."

A low growl rumbled in my throat as she melted from my grasp and my eyes narrowed as she slowly reformed before me. "A goddess of what? Smile and filth?" My eyebrows raised in curiosity as the tendrils of hair moved towards me and wrapped themselves around my wrists and ankles. My arms spread out on either side as I was lifted into the air. A sly smirk came across my lips that soon broke into a wide gaping smile. I landed hard causing a small crater from my impact, I remained still and motionless for a moment, letting her finish then a great booming laughter exploded from my mouth. I lasted a long while as I remained on the floor, then it abruptly stopped, my hands lifting slight then smashing into the ground the force of it propelling my up to my feet. My face a deadly serious calm, no signs that any laughter had come from me. "You are a Fallen goddess. I need not prove anything to the likes of you. I would rather suffer defeat at the hands of child than take the word of a fallen goddess. A promise of immortality from your lips is worth as much as the corpses we stand upon." I slowly paced towards her, closing the gap until I towered over her once again. "So kill me now or get the fuck out of my way." My voice lowered and spoke in just above a whisper. "But I promise you will find me hard to kill."

I frowned lightly at his laughter and I turned to face him. When he said that I was a fallen goddess, a soft hiss escaped my lips and I curled a lip in anger. "Yes I am a fallen goddess but that does not make my words worthless for I still have my powers." I smirked lightly. "But very well then, I'll get out of your way. After all, why should I waste my time trying to kill you when I could just make you see the grand opportunity that you are about to miss." A pool of slime appeared under Trydamiere's feet and a pair of hands lifted from the slime and grab onto his ankles before it pulled him down into the earth and into a world of pitch black, the silhouette was punching and kicking at Trydamiere and soon Trydamiere was falling from the sky the silhouette, repeatedly punching and kicking at him until he was only a few hundred feet to the earth. The silhouette kneed Trydamiere in the chest, causing him to rocket to the earth and crash hard. The sihouette landed lightly next to him and it stood exactly like Usha, arms folded across its chest and a hip out tot he side. Usha smirked widely. "Still looking for a challenge?"

Another snarling growl escaped me as I slowly was pulled into the earth, my body feeling the multitude of blows lands another nothing in view to retaliate to. Then I felt the weightlessness of falling but my attention was now focused on the now visible threat, a dark shadow that continued to assault me until it sent me rocketing into the ground once again. Slowly pulling myself back up to my feet and glancing a look between them both, finally settling on her true self. "No. I've found what I was looking for." My hands clenched into tight fists, my knuckles cracking as they tensed. I exhaled heavily, releasing a small cloud of red tinged smoke that grew bigger with each breath until it completely his me from sight.

A bestial grunting sounded from inside the smoke that grew more vicious as the cloud grew. Then the smoke seemed to be drawn inwards, like a vacuum sucking it in. As it cleared my transformation was revealed, my skin darkened to a near pitch black, my muscles bulging as if my skin were struggling to keep them contained. The naturally red eyes had become like fire, a dangerous flame pouring from my sockets. The last of the smoke entered through my mouth and nose making the flame in my eyes grow more intense. "I will tear the gods from their mantle. Starting with you."

I lunged at her, my body twisting in the air and drawing both swords. A deadly cut slashing straight through the shadow as I passed it and moved on towards her. My strength and speed nearly on par with a true god as I attacked her viciously and with unrelenting fury.

I smirked lightly at his transformation, barely keeping myself from letting out an amuse chuckle. Oh my. It seems like he is trying to get closer to fighting on my level. How cute. My smirk grew even wider at Trydameire's threat. "Ha. You think you can defeat me? It is such a shame. We are so much alike but I will always and forever be much more powerful than you."

When my shadow was cut, it melted into the ground, becoming a puddle of darkness before it quickly returned to me. I stood with my arms folded in front of me, a smirk still glued to my face. "Oh my. So reckless as one would expect from a giant like yourself." My feet hovered inches off of the ground and my body flew backwards while I dodged and block Trydamiere's attack with ease. "You may have strength and speed but unlike myself and real gods, you have no patience and experience." With a swift motion, I extended my arm until my hand was inches from his face, causing him to pause for a millisecond, which was more than enough for me. I sent a thick, black slime out of my hand and covering his face before I made my body move back a few feet. "You are not even on par with a fallen goddess like myself. What makes you think that you can tear the gods from the heaven's when you cannot even handle the fallen goddess on the lands?" I pulled out a dagger, the blade of the dagger was pitch black and the writings on the blade and handle of the dagger glowed a dark red. I smirked lightly. "Now, let us see, just how far you can go." I got into an offensive stance and my eyes locked onto Trydamiere. "Come. Let me taste the blood that you carry." I said before I licked the blade of my dagger lightly with my tongue. "I hunger for blood that carries much power."

All my attacks came to a halt as the black slime covered my face and blocked all my senses, quietness roamed around us for a few moments before a lengthy muffled roar came from beneath the slime. The muscles under my charred skin tensed and bulged as the ground began to rumble under foot. The in a shattering cry the slime broke from my face and scattered like shards of glass, impaling the ground with vicious speed and force. A moment of calm passed between us and a sly smile was now on my lips, I whispered in a dark demonic voice. "Finally..."

I held both swords in loose grips, letting them dangle from my fingers as I paced towards her. The smirk still on my lips as I neared her. It may well have been true that I was not a match for her, but that had never stopped me before and would not stop me this time either. I stood an arms length from her, looking down at her as she stood offensively with her dagger. My eyes meeting hers in a seemingly endless stare, then something seemed to click in my mind, something unseen snapping into focus turning my sly smile into a smug grin. I let one of my swords drop to the ground and without breaking my gaze slowly moved my hand to hers, wrapping my hand over the one that held the dagger and slowly moving it. Guiding it up and towards me, I stopped an inch from my chest and narrowed my eyes slightly, trying to confirm what I thought I saw then decided it mattered little now. My body and skin slowly returned to its normal form, losing its charred and blackened look, letting my eyes return to their normal vibrant red.

I jerked her hand and the blade forward, letting the blade slice deep into my chest then slowly dragged it across the width of my breast. Dark thick blood coating the blade and seeping for the wound, I then guided the blade out of my skin and held it up high, letting the light shine on its darkness. My eyes drifted from hers for a moment as they inspected the blood on her blade then quickly returned along with the smile as I turned the blade round and moved it back towards her. Without a word I dragged the blade over her bottom lip, letting the blood smear and coat over her lips.

I smiled smugly as Trydamiere free himself from the slime. The slime scattered and impaled into the ground before they slowly melted and returned back to me. I watched with one eyebrow raised as he approached me but when he wrapped his hand over mines, my eyes studied him curiously. I watched him guide my hand and dagger and when it stopped at his chest, my eyes remained curious yet I still held a smug look on my face even as he cut into his chest with my own blade. Was this mortal teasing me? I watched as he guide the blade away from his wound and held it up. I could smell the blood, the blood that carried so much power, the blood that I wanted to feast on. My eyes faltered slightly before they gave, looking up at the blade and inspecting the blood. My eyes followed the blade but when it dragged over my bottom lip, I couldn't help but to stick my tongue out and taste as much of the blood as I could.

When the blade ran out, I closed my eyes and I bit my lip, savoring the taste of the Titan's blood, savoring the power that it held and it only fueled me. My eyes, pitched black became locked onto Trydamiere's red ones and I narrowed my eyes at him lightly before I smirked darkly. "Ah, yes. Just as perfect as I have dreamed it to be." With a swift movement, a thick strand of my hair quickly wrapped itself around Trydamiere's wrist, the one that held his sword and it lifted him a few feet off of the ground. I stepped forward and I watched Trydamiere's blood continue to seep from his wound and I place my hands on his body, one near his ribs and the other on his waist as I lean forward and drag my tongue in one long continuous stroke, my pitch black eyes seemed to have rolled back in ecstasy as I licked up as much of his blood as I could in one stroke before I stepped back. I looked at Trydamiere with a smirk before I tossed him lightly away from me. I needed to learn to control myself. Control my thirst for him. I needed him just as much as he needed me and I needed to work out a deal with him if I was to get what I wanted.

A low grunt of approval sounded in my throat as I watched her taste the blood on her lips and lick the blade clean. She had confirmed my thoughts and more, the taste of my blood was not just something she wanted, but something she needed. The 'way' was irrelevant, all that mattered is she she had reason not to kill me and having a goddess, even a fallen one in need of you was something not easily ignored.

My smile grew wide in satisfaction, even as a tendril wrapped around my wrist and lifted my off the ground, the smile remained wide on my lips. When her hands a tongue ran over my torso my head lent back and the viscous black smoke stream from my mouth in a pleasurable exhale. Her touch was ice cold that sent a shiver up my spine, the feel of her tongue running over my chest was nearly euphoric. My head rolled back forward and I looked down at her, seeing hers eyes lit up in bliss and it was then that I fully knew she would not kill me.

I landed heavily on my feet when she tossed my away, grabbing the sword I dropped before off the ground and sheathing both of them. I moved back in front of her, closer this time simply staring down at her in silence for a while then placing a hand on the side of her neck, cupping it and keeping it in position as I moved my head closer to hers, the deep smile still there as I spoke quietly. "My turn." My head shot forward closing the small distance between us and locking our mouths together, I bit into her lips and tongue and tasted her blood, feeling the immense power instantly radiate from it and gentle flow a fraction of it into me. As I sucked and drew on my of her blood I felt he doing the same to me, and what started as a bite slowly turned into a violent kiss. Exchanging as much blood as we did saliva and when our tongues were not drawing on each others blood they were toying with the others.

When it finally broke and my head moved back I felt the temporary power of her blood began to fade from me, my eyes had darkened to a deeper darker red but slowly returned to their more vibrant colour as the power withdrew from me. I savored the feeling of the power until it all left me completely then let my eyes fall on her again. "So what dose the fallen goddess what from the mortal?" My smile had turned into something different, still a smile but no longer smug or overly sinister, but more genuine or at least as genuine as it could be coming from me.

I could tell from Trydamiere's smile that he knew that I needed him. I faced him as he approached me but this time, he sheathe his swords and my curiosity started to get the best of me. As he stared me down, I wondered if he would attack me and call me out for my moment of weakness but instead, he did something that I did not expect. He placed his hand on my neck and I let out a soft hiss of displeasure for allowing a mortal to lay his hand on someone as revered as myself but before I could reject him, his head shot forward and our mouths locked together. I narrowed my eyes angrily at him until I felt my blood leak from my lips and tongue. Almost as soon as he tasted my blood, I could see this eyes turning a deeper red. As he sucked and drew more, I began my own assault, biting his tongue and lips until it grew into a violent kiss. I thirst for his blood and soon, I started to become hungry for him but before I could allow such feelings and thoughts enter me, I broke the kiss and I stepped back, panting lightly and licking my lips of the blood that we shared.

Feeling the bit of power from his blood, flowing through me, I relaxed my body and I turned to look at him as he spoke and a small smile grew on my lips. "Revenge...." I looked up at the sky. "..on the heavens...on Sehanine...on all of those that sit on their thrones in the heavens." I looked back at Trydamiere. "You can help me with my goal for I know, just as much as you, that you are no mere mortal. No. You have a gift." I smirked lightly at Trydamiere. "You are powerful but what makes you even more powerful in that you carry not one but two things in you." I circled Trydamiere slowly, letting my nails drag lightly over his skin but never penetrating it. "One, you have the essence within you, which you have learned to use and control at will. Something not easily done but you have mastered it...and two...." I stopped in front of Trydamiere and I removed my fingers from his body and my eyes looked him over but they were not looking at his physical body, no. It was looking within. Looking at the blood that flowed throughout his body and in his veins that pushed lightly against his skin. My eyes looked into Trydamiere's and I spoke, my tone serious. "..you carry the blood of the Titans. The blood that makes you powerful beyond mortal measures and when you master the power that the blood fuels you with, it is then that you can be on the level of the gods. The gods have fought the Titan's before, myself included and we defeated them but it was no easy feat but you, fueled by the Titan's blood and powered by the essence, you will not fall easily to man nor gods." I extended my hand to Trydamiere. "You help me get revenge on my brothers and sisters and in return, you will fight against worthy adversaries that will give you the fight and battle that your lust so desperately craves. So, what do you say? Will you join me?" I asked.

My eyes widened and my smile became wicked at her first word, Revenge, that was something I could admire. Pure hatred and malice focused on nothing but destroying your enemies in the most glorious of ways. For the first time that I could remember someone was talking and not only was I listening but it was actually interesting. A tingling shiver of pleasure coursed over my skin following the line her nail made, it took effort not to physically shudder under her touch. I slowly reeled myself back when she stopped before me and took on a more serious look. 'Titans Blood'? Some lie or trick maybe? It did not matter in the end, she held power for me and I her, we were of benefit to each other for the moment. I gave her a slightly quizzical look wondering if her words could really be trusted then shrugged and returned my dark grin. Just thinking about going to the heavens and battling the gods was like a dream, one that filled me with joy at the idea of it coming to fruition.

My upper body pitched forward, my head coming within an inch of hers, the dark smile still well on my lips. Dark smoke slowly began to expel from my mouth as my smile continued to grow wider, I was not doing it intentionally, the images of slaying the gods was almost as euphoric as the feeling of her blood pouring down my throat. "Slay the gods?" A large cloud of smoke shadowed above us as my smile cracked into a laugh. "Ha! With pleasure!" I rocked back slightly as my laugh grew louder and wilder, eventually coming to a slow stop as I locked eyes with her. "So how do I unlock this 'Titans Blood' you speak of?" My hand snaked out quickly to her waist pulling her against me and lifting her off the ground so we were level. "Some matter of rite or incantation?" My other hand moved to her leg and squeezed her calf before sliding slowly up her leg towards her ass. "Or is it something so much more pleasurable?" My smile as dark as it was before.

My smirk grew when I saw his smile grow wider and when he accepted, a soft chuckle escaped my lips. "Heh. Excellent." I said but then I gave him a serious look when he asked how to unlock the Titan's Blood. It was a subject that all of the gods were forbidden to talk about or share but when he pulled me to him and lift me off. I frowned, showing my displeasure once again for allowing him to touch me but before I could hiss at him, I felt his hands squeeze my ass. My eyes widen in surprise before I place my hands on his chest and I looked deep into his eyes. My face was emotionless and my eyes narrowed slightly before a sly grin grew on my lips. "Heh. What makes you, a mortal, think that he has pleasurable access to a goddess like myself? You amuse me, mortal. Your reckless nature, your pride and your overconfidence amuses me quite a bit." I tilted my head lightly to the side. "If you are no match for me against my own power what makes you think that you will be a match for me in bed, hm?" I asked before I chuckled lightly. "I'll tell you something mortal, if you can pleasure me and I mean, truly pleasure me then I will share with you all that you wish to know of the 'Titan's Blood'. How does that sound?" I asked before I quickly frowned and my head turned towards the sky. "I suggest that we find a place away from all eyes and ears. A place where even the gods cannot find us." I looked back at him. "Let us leave. There is nothing more for us here."

"Why would I waste words when actions can offer so much more." The grin never leaving my lips as I lowered her back to the ground. The thought of lovemaking being only ever a secondary thought. Taking it when I wanted but never being fulfilled by it, the women of the land being too soft and fragile, like small dolls that broke far too easily. Perhaps a fallen goddess might be one to withstand it. "Follow." I looked up to the sky and opened my mouth wide, letting smoke bellow out and quickly consume the air around us. Within a few moments I had become one with the smoke and directed it at will, the thick cloud shot forward at incredible speed. Chewing up miles in mere seconds and in less than a minute coming up to a small fort I had recently sundered. Not a soul was left standing within its boundaries, only the corpses of the recently dead filled the homes now. I materialized just before the large broken doors of the fort, the stench of death and chaos still thick in the air which made me smile again. Without waiting for her I moved inside and moved towards the master bedchambers at a strolling pace.

Once our mutual alliance was established, I stood before Tryndamiere with a serious expression on my face. He looked to be sated of his desire for now but I needed to hold my end of our deal. I placed my right hand behind my back as I slowly walked over to Tryndamiere and my other hand I placed on his chest. I exhaled deeply before I spoke. "As a reward, I shall give you a gift. The gift of immortality and in return, you serve me on my quest back to the heavens to deal out my revenge with Sehanine." I pulled my right hand out from behind my back and my hand was glowing with a slightly dimmed white glow and placed my hand slowly below his rib cage then my hand slowly sank into his body but not penetrating his skin physically. He would feel my hand move in his body until it wrapped itself gently around his heart. He would feel a slight surge of cooling relief for a few seconds before I slowly withdrew my hand back. I took a few steps back and I looked up at Tryndamiere. "Congratulations. You are now immortal." I said before I turned my head away from him, my mind becoming filled with dark thoughts as my pitch black iris began to spread and turn my eyes black and soon a dark aura began to surround me. "...Sehanine..."

"Let us get this straight. I server no......" The words caught in my throat as he hand plunged into my body, there was an instant shock a great pain that quickly subsided but there was a great discomfort. It felt like she was holding my heart in her hands, in the literal sense, her grip denying or allowing my next breath. I was frozen in shock at first then the feeling spread through my innards, like a cold orb of ice flowing through my veins all heading to my heart. When he hand retreated from my body it was like time jump started and I was pulled up onto my elbows, hands searching the area she hand penetrated finding not the slightly scratch. I stood up as she backed off, looking down at my hands and flexing them into fists, not feeling a great change but there definitely was one. A sort of thickening to my being, of course I doubted her. Such a simple procedure could not produce an immortal, I eyed her suspiciously and decided to test things.

My arm snapped forward and suddenly my hand and forearm had pierced through her back and was sticking through her stomach. I was directly behind her, my head beside hers with that same dark grin on my lips. "You're certainly not mortal. Why not prove I am the same?" I withdrew my hand and stepped back a couple of backs, my arms spread out on either side presenting my undefended chest and stomach to her. "Kill me." The dark smile grew wider. "If you can."

I was too distracted by my thoughts which was clouded with revenge to notice anything around me until I felt a pain from my back to the front of my abdominal. The white of my eyes had return and the dark aura around me slowly disappeared as I looked down at his hand with a slight frown before I turned my head slightly in his direction. "Soon you will learn that not everything needs proof." I turned to face him, showing him the hole that he left in my torso only to have dark slime, seemingly come from some hidden region on my body to cover the holes and when it disappeared, there were no sign that Tryndamiere had pierce my torso. Not a scratch left behind.

I glared darkly at Tryndamiere as he stood before me, exposed and confident. "You doubt me? You doubt what I can give to you?" I turned my head away from him slightly and soon a dark smirk appeared on my lips. "Well, if you want proof then allow me to test you to the FULL EXTENT!" The tendril from my hair was already wrapped lightly around his ankle but in an instant it tightened and it swung him around the room, thrashing him through furniture and walls. My body did not move an inch as the tendril release its grip on him in mid-swing, causing him to crash through several walls of the fort. When he tried to pull himself up, the tendril wrapped itself around his torso and lifted him up, making him crash through the ceiling before slamming him down onto the furniture of another room. Once again, before Tryndamiere had time to recover, the tendril grabbed onto his wrist and my eyes looked at a large piece of broken wood that once served as part of the structure for the fort. I let my tendril thrash Tryndamiere through the walls and doors before lifting him up in the air and impaling his torso onto the broken wood, chest first. The tendril length soon shorten and returned to me and I watched Tryndamiere and the bloody wooden stake that stuck out from his back. "Do you still doubt me?" I asked, darkly.

I lay flat on the floor, a huge hunk of wood protruding from my chest, a most definitely fatal wound and here I was laughing my arse off at it. Laying in what should have been a pool of blood, my deathbed but while there was blood there was not nearly enough. I lurched up to my feet, the laughing continuing, even as I tore out the wood with no delicacy and watched as the wound began to knit itself back together until there was no trace of the wound. I spread my arms out again and laughed harder. "Glorious!" I shouted inwardly before letting myself calm down slightly and moved back over to Usha. My hand snaked around her waist and pulling her against me. My gaze drawing hers up out through the hole my body had made in the ceiling that looked towards the heavens. My hand moving before then bunching into a tight fist. "They will not definitely tremble."

I watched the wound heal with slight dissatisfaction. It healed a bit too slowly for my liking and perhaps once he learned to unlock the Titan's Blood within him will he truly be ready to battle in the heavens at my side. I looked up at the heavens and I let out a soft scoff. "Let us leave this place. We need to go somewhere more...hidden." I let my gaze fall back to Tryndamiere before slime started to slowly cover myself and Tryndamiere. Soon we could see nothing but blackness as we disappeared in the and the slime sank into the ground and disappeared.

After only a few minutes, the slime left us and we were in a dark cave with only light coming from the opening of the cave. I looked over at the entrance then at Tryndamiere before I turned away from him, walking deeper into the cave. I stopped at the back of the cave and I kelt down and I placed my hand on the floor and I opened my mouth to speak but my throat suddenly became constricted and my eyes quickly turned black. My body caved in, muscles tensed and I struggled for breath, my black veins pushing strongly against my skin and as soon as I closed my eyes, everything vanished quicker than they came. I panted lightly as I took in breaths that were denied to me only a few seconds ago. Once I could breath comfortably, I opened my eyes and my eyes had returned to normal. I stood up and I walked towards the entrance of the cave but stopped before the light could touch my feet. "Rest. You will need it."

My lips tugged in a slightly disgusted scowl. "That was.... Unpleasant." I shook my arms and legs as if trying to swing smile off them and moved to the nearest wall, rubbing my palms over it. "Hidden from who anyway? What do we have to hide from? Its the ones above that should be scuttling off to their little holes." I turned round and took a moment to find her kneeling down at the far end of the cave, something strange going on but it was not my concern. So I lent back against the wall, watching her carefully as she soon stood up and moved back to the entrance. "And what makes you think I need it? You're the one that looks like they need a lay down."

I kept my eyes, looking ahead and studying the scenery of the rolling hills and jagged mountains in the distant while mostly ignoring Tryndamiere. He was not an army but he would be a useful pawn in my goal of taking back what is mines in the heavens and more. I placed a hand lightly over my throat with a slight frown on my face. It seems that it will take some time for me to figure out how to work around this restriction. I let me hand fall to my side and I turned my head slightly, looking over at Tryndamiere and studying him for a moment before I spoke. "While you are now immortal, you are still not ready to take on the heavens with me. You are still too weak." I looked away from him and back out at the scenery for a minute before I spoke again. "Tryndamiere....what do you know of your father?" I asked. "Tell me about him."