I needed to wait. I itched to show the Baron what He created. But i knew that the Baron was a stubborn bastard. He would try again. He would fail again. And i would be ready to "adopt" the poor fool and turn him into a weapon against the Baron.
I extracted a rumor form a high ranking officer of the Guards of Blood that a boy that had been arrested a few years ago was having regular eco injections. The officer said that the boy had survived large doses of eco. These words were his last, spoken in pure terror mere moments before i killed him.
As the eco flowed through his impaled body I probed his mind to find the correct detention sector the new "warrior" was being kept. It was time for me to make my move.
I let the eco flow to the outer layers of mybody. it flowed through my hands contorting them into sickle claws, though my face turning my eyes into fathomless pits, my hair into waving follicles that could intertwine together to create perfect killing spears.
It rippled across my back forming six long and thick tendrils of pure eco that could be used as a weapon and gave me the ability to fly. And i flew towards the barons prison were a soul pure of heart was being tainted.
Nik: Redoing here..due to my lovely reviewer (who reviews a work just to point out a spelling mistake?) Im making it more spaced out. Normally this is how I write since every time someone speaks, its a new paragraph, but in these early chapters, Patak hasn't made anyone talk at all really.. Its just the first person thoughts of Pelanor..