Battles lost in shadow

Delving in shadows. Fighting beasts long lost, and long forgotten. In a realm where shadow presides, and light is forever fading. We could hear the hum. The ever constant hum. That infernal hum – of Apollyon!

It can mean only one thing. Omega has been repaired.

We endevoured into the depths of the dark realm. Questing for the defeat of the beast, and whatever treasures he may be holding. A quest for extraordinarily rare currencies and materials. Items to enchant and delight all of vanadiel with shimmering brilliance. Thats why my allies were there. For me? This was merely a test, a delightful test of Automaton magical prowess.

And watching Tournefoux, as his skills become honed and fine, nuking with a vigour on the beasts that lay in the darkness. It was refreshing. He ran his blade like a silver breeze through the dead air. He charged with complete bravery into battle with assortments of beasts. And I was impressed.

All that time in Caedarva mire is paying off. But I must continue to push my automaton. And I must continue to push myself. Al Zahbi has trials ahead for me, and with Tournefoux by my side. I need to be the best Puppetmaster I can be.