The white light shimmers slightly. To Yue it shimmers red. But it begins to shake. Almost instantly a long black robed arms stretch out, grabbing Danyael firmly. Within a moment the arms tug them extremely fast and with incredible strength dragging the two into the warp gate.
((that may be a god mod I don't know...But you can stop the arm if you want))
On the other side of the warp the harsh desert wind blows against the red warp gate. In the distance the city sparkles in the desert sun. The warp gate is quite a long way away from the City. Out of the exit emerges a Black robed man, almost as soon as he exits the warp he falls to the ground. Smoke billowing out from his robes. He moans slightly the desert climate obviously causing him pain. He mutters to himself, the words some strange arcane language, different to normal magical words. Around him smoke emerges from his cloak completely consuming his body leaving only the abyss like hood opening.
???:: " I apologize for the abruptness. The voices you heard were actually me. "
The man pulls his hood down, his face still slightly shrouded by smoke. "
Drayl:: " My name is Drayl. Last Council member alive. "
Drayl bows slightly then stands back up. he looks to danyael and bows again.
Drayl:: " Forgive me Master Kanshisha. But I had to get you out. Your fight was pointless. And so was yours Master Reaver. "
Drayl turns towards Soul, eyeing his pouch.
Drayl:: " I must return to Everworld Kawen knows I'm still there. I must return back before my flare spell is finished otherwise he will see me reentering Everworld. I again apologize for my rudeness and trickery. "
Drayl bows again, then jumps back into the warp. He reemerges into everworld. Finding Kawen still kneeling down on the ground, but cleaning his bloody eyes.
" Welcome back young vampire. "
Around the now unstable warp gate, Draconians, dragons, skeletal warriors and many other creatures hover around Drayl. He looks around in dismay. He cannot defeat them all.
" Welcome young member of the Order. "
My Heart belongs to one woman, and only she can cure the burden that i carry within me.
Kawanua the Fallen Angel