"Now. With our subordinates in place, we are prepared to begin this assault on the Aion. Tell them to commence operations." An elder spoke. His regal attire making him appear like a high judge. He stood before the couple dozen of assassins. They were standing within a newly made headquarters for Nero's operations. It sat near twilight town and had a trail that led to it.
A giant mirror sat against the wall. It was pitch black like an endless void. "First will be the shadows! Then will be the warriors! We will drink the blood of wild seraphim! Make sure your blade has its fill!" He shouted with his old fangs made of gold showing. With that said the shadows began to move. Compiling in the center to begin forming into many tangible silhouetted depictions of assassins, warriors, and archers.
Within the Rest Easy Inn, the rooms the cloaked men and women went into were fastened shut. "Let us begin." They held hands and formed circles made with blades of darkness. Offering gateways to the black mirror. "Begin the sealing ritual." With joined hands, they began to meditate together. Their souls activating the enchantments on the stones scattered around the Inn's outer sides. No doubt placed during the night without anyone seeing.
The doors and windows of the Inn, along with its entire inner wall surface, were covered in shadow. The walls fading into a black abyss. Quickly panicking patrons began to run for the exit. But as the door opened and one leaped forward, shouting. "I'm getting out of here!" His arms vanished into a pool of darkness. Like oil he fell in, vanishing as he sunk in. "W-what!?" One of the others said, whilst shaking in fear.
Emerging from the doorway was an assassin made of shadow. It wielded two daggers and its body seemed to have the same hue of black as the abyss behind the door. The throat of the Sol man standing at the door was slit, blood spraying into the air. As this happened more shadow assassins began to emerge from the doorway, starting a seemingly endless line of them entering the inn by the second. Some were in the form of archers and fired arrows made of shadow but just as tangible as the real thing. One was fired to everyone inside the inn.
The host was struck by the arrow and fell to the ground while the bartender blocked the arrow with a bottle that began to jet out alcohol. "Damn! That was expensive stuff!" He looked quite upset but then began to chuckle. Two shining gauntlets were taken from behind the counter. He jumped over the counter and charged at the shadows, punching one into the wall. "Heeerrraaaagghh!" He roared. His back showing the symbol of the taxis on his clothing.
"Now, enter." The royals of Nero entered the black mirror behind a line of Basiliskin. They walked into the Inn but stood within the Inn's various closed rooms. Their summoners, the ones who entered the inn earlier, were standing before them bowing. "It is a pleasure to see you, my lords. May your hunger for blood be partially satiated this day." The armored helmet of one of the royals looked down at the man. "Well said.." She muttered. Rising her helmet revealing herself to be Dextra, Anui's mother.
"First will be the Basiliskin. They may begin." She said whilst coldly looking at her crimson blade reflecting her face. A scar left from Lila still visible as a thin line. "Tch. Be sure their new queen is on the front line."
The Basiliskin began to walk out of the doorways. Lila and Ni'ra in one room together with Dextra, who looked to Lila now with a cruel smile. "That means your pet, daughter. It's for their morale, seeing their queen will give them vigor." She chuckled.
The shadow warriors began attacking whoever was in the inn. Their bodies once cut or broken merely faded away like thin black smoke.
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