A/N: thanks for all the reviews and stuff. One thing, i said to boost her power, not what she has. Possesions can be lost, yeah? heh heh.

Disclaimer: Me no own Shadow Hearts:Covenant, sorry, but its true

The left passage lead on, twisting and turning at everycorner. Kurando had the complete set of wooden blocks, of which he placed in correct sequences in the tablet found in certain rooms. He misplaced one block and they ended up at a dead end, with a fierce dog demon waiting for its next meal. Kurando sighed as he slowly drew out his katana. This was getting old. Yuri had taken out his Chimera claws, and menacingly sharpened it, all it did was to make anastasia cower in the corner, with hands over her ears. Karin slapped him for that. The dog demon, apparently very upset that it was ignored, tried to jump and attack, but was knocked away by Bianca's soul comet. The impact sent it flying towards the wall, where it cracked the solid shrine wall. Kurando sighed once again. While Karin was busy scolding Yuri, he went over to inspect the damage. The crack was huge, starting from the floor, it reached up all the way to the ceiling. There wasn't much he could do about it, except maybe get prepared for some immense scolding by his mother. Anastasia had gotten up from her corner and made her way to where kurando was. The dog demon had dissolved into tiny souls, glowing orbs that flew all around before disappearing. "Kurando, what is it?" She asked, looking at her fiance with those oddly large eyes of hers.
"Huh? Oh its nothing. I was just wondering how much scolding i am going to get for this damage." He replied, smiling warmly. Anastasia frowned at his comment, but did not question him. Kurando wrapped one hand around her waist, pulling her close. "Sorry about last night." He wispered into her ear, bending down and kissing her cheek. Anastasia giggled and blushed, wrapping both of her arms around him. A sudden glint caught his eye, and so did it catch the attention of the rest of the group. "Huh? What was that?" Gepetto asked, hubbling closer. To kurando, his movements reminded him of that anonymous old hag, hobbling past, telling him everytime that his mother wanted to see him. Strange how the world is all so connected. The group traced the shine of light to the crack in the wall, which cracked to even further, giving way to whatever was beyond the walls. "Er... shall we?" Yuri asked, preparing to take punch out of it. Everyone nodded and cleared away. Yuri drew it hand as far back as he could, before hurling it forward with all of his might. A hole the size of his fist, that was all he managed. Everyone sighed, it was going to take a long time.
"Here, let me." Joachim stepped forward. Everyone else cleared even further back. Joachim cracked his knuckles, cracked his neck, reared up, charged. He flew way through the wall, the imprint of his figure evident on the wall. The group peered inside. It was a small room, looking almost like the shrine itself, almost. The most obvious difference, is that the walls were black. From floor to ceiling, everywhere was black. Some walls had blood red markings engraved in them. These markings looked very santanic to Karin. A circle, with a pentagram within and a triangle within that pentagram. In the center of the room, sat a small altar. It was the other the group noticed, as it was the only thing shining golden. They quickly deduced that it was what caused them be attracted by the crack. Upon further inspection, it looked just like any ordinary altar, except that it looked like a Christian altar, not a japanese one. In fact, it looked exactly like an anglo-saxon church altar. Kurando knew that this shrine is the oldest one in the country and no westerners have ever found it. The group took some time inspecting it, seeing that there was nothing more interesting in the room. Karin, however, thought differently. While the rest were admiring the altar, she was busy studying the symbols on the wall. She had seen them somewhere before, but where? She racked her brains for the answer. Behind her, Yuri was already taking a knife out to chip some of the gold away. Kurando was trying hard to stop him, telling him that even though it does not look it, it was still a property of the shrine. Karin closed her eyes, trying to trace back. Where did she see this sign? In England? no. In Japan? No. Each time she tried to tie a country related to the altar or the place, in ended up at a dead end. She tried to widen her search, thinking even further back. Florence? no. Maybe Zurich. But they only went to Alice's grave, so no. Cannes? no, but it felt close. Where did they go after Cannes? St. Marguerite. But there weren't any symbols there. Karin stopped. Of course. She knew that symbol. She drew it. Actually, she traced it while in the prison of St. Marguerite. She closed her eyes once more. Where did she get that symbol from? She knew that it was from her past. It hit her, Munich. She remembered it now. She was still around ten. She thought she was going to church, but her father brought her to a larger, darker place. It looked like a church, only, it had its walls black, like this one. This symbol was the key symbol of that church. "Zigfiem... Kriz Fuhr... Schiender" She remembered that was what the priest of that church chanted. The priest chanted it three times, before the church burst into a spectrum of different lights. But what did it have to do with this? Those words that the priest said had made no sense, at all. She did not even know whether it was German, or some other out of this world language. Her hand idlely traced the carvings. Yes, it was no doupt, that this symbol was the same one she saw when young. "Zigfiem Kriz Fuhr Schiender... Krum." The moment the last word escaped her mouth, the room burst out rays of shining light, from all sides. The symbols themselves shone brightly, shooting their beams towards the altar, where everyone immediately jumped back and watched in amazement. The altar radiated the light, but it did not reflect any of the light, instead, it seemed to be absorbing the light. The light slowly faded away, leaving the altar the only thing that radiated any form of light in the small room. No one moved. All were just staring at the glowing altar. Karin was the first to snap out of her starry stare, stepping forward, sword drawn. She did not know what would happen, and decided that if it was alive in some sort of way, it could probably defend itself if she tried to probe it. Karin had seen way too many weird things to tell her that this was the best course of action to take. Before the blade made the contact with the metal, the altar burst into bright rays of light. Karin jumped back, using her free hand to shield her eyes from the blast. When all settled back, she dropped her hand, but what she saw made her jaw drop. They were no longer in the small room. They were somewhere else. They were in the church she was as a small girl. This was where her father had brought her when she was young. She remembered it clearly. The rest of the group were oblivious to the fact that they were now in Munich, Germany. Karin walked forward, trance-like, toward the altar that sat right at the end of the large church. The altar looked exactly like the one in the small room in the dog shrine, but this one was made from silver, pure silver. Karin walked forward, stopped before the altar, and fell to one knee. The rest of the group ran towards her to find out what was wrong, only to be stopped, by something hovering behind the alter. "You" A booming voice echoed throughout the church in German, as though it came from every direction, and up close. Karin looked up in response.
"Frau-Koenig. You are the one who summoned me, yes?" "Yes, it is i, Karin Koenig who summoned you to this plane." She replied, still trance-like, her eyes were hazy and her head kept swaying. The rest of the group just stared, not at her, but at the figure behind the altar. It was no human, that was for sure. It was huge, for one, with its feet planted to the ground, its head was already scraping the ceiling.
"What is it that you wish?" It boomed.
"We wish your strength in banishing those who wish to oppose the rights of men." She replied.
The voice chuckled, sounding more like an evil dictator's laugh.
"Is that so? You humans wish to harnass my kind's strength? In order to persue peace within your kind? Why should we give you our strength"
"As you have already heard, these humans have the power of the mighty heavens. We need your strength to suppress theirs"
The voice was silent for awhile, the figure still enshrouded in complete darkness.
"Do you know what you are getting yourself into, Frau-Koenig?" the voice finally asked.
Karin paused, her eyes returned to her normal shade. She was herself and now she understood the situation completely.
"Yes." She looked up at the figure. "I know what i am asking, Lord Basarlise, king of drakons."

A/N: So? Watcha all think? Don't worry, they have to work hard for those powers. One by one. Pls review and tell me what u think.