Far from the train in the dark city of Altay a large mysterious figure, shrouded in a long cloak stood at the feet of the great mountain range Oltayna. Oltayna one of the largest mountain ranges of the land of Fiore. Its peaks climbed to the sky like that of dragons fangs. And was as inviting to people as dragons fangs. The large entity of a man twisted his head to the wind and sniffed deeply letting the entire magnitude of the land fill his sinuses. And with a grating deep laugh that chipped at the rocks of the mountain the man muttered huskily, in a voice that belonged to monsters "A beast soul approaches"
"So one does master"
" Ah I wondered when you would sneak out of the shadows" The shrouded figure spoken spinning around in a sudden movement that would defy the bulk of the man. Cats eyes full of malice stared at the new comer. "So Calador, why have you finally dared to approach me when I'm in this state" the inhuman drawled.
"Master I believe along with the rest of the guild that it would be prudent to wait longer to fully claim the -"
THWAKA-BOOM
A scorpions tail the length of a small truck lashed out at the boulder not two feet from the cowering Calador.
" YOU DARE QUESTION MY JUDGMENT, YOU DARE TRY MY AUTHORITY"
"N-no m-master Ezekiel please" whimpered a terrified Calador " It's in best interest for your health you know you shouldn't press a full soul take over so frequently-"
Ezekiel master of the dark guild known as Manticore Talon strode forward on all fours, his cloak hood flew back reveling a manticore's head the size of a large oven. Till he was not four feet from Calador. Caldor a decent height of six feet did not reach even up to the shoulder of this man turned monster.
"Do you not remember Calador why this guild is named Manticore's Talon" Ezekiel growled as suddenly a massive talon the size of a small child was thrust not a hairs breath away from Caladors face. " It's because of its un-breakable, swift precision ,its versatility its agility. And one might say" Ezekiel lent in with a malicious whisper because of its deadliness" Eziekiel turned around and strode away as swift as the rushing wind. " But the real reason this guild is named Manticore's Talon is because of the person or Manticore who wields the claw"
"yes master" Calador praised knowing his life had only just been spared
"And its because of this cunning that I have, that the city shall be ours along with all its un tampered magic Lacrimas buried underneath it ".
"yes master" Calador repeated
"Get the guild prepared, in three days we strike" And with that Eziekiel spread great heavy bat wings, each wing double the size of his body, and took to the peaks of the Oltayna mountains.
"Yes Eziekiel beast soul user but do not push your self... soon you may not be able to change back into human form if you keep changing so frequently to that form" And with that the thin, long body of Calador began his long trek back to the city. Demented ideas of havoc and evil running through his mind.
