(Third Person POV)
[In The Far East]
Inside the massive room of the ruined Temple, several cloaked figures had the same flame-pattern design on them as the ones that Heine mentioned.
They were gathered over a massive brazier that was lit on flames which reached several feet into the air, releasing an immense heat. The cloaked figures were on their knees, their hands in a prayer gesture as they were chanting softly to the cozier.
What words they chanted was unknown, as their chanting consisted of mostly gibberish and strange combinations of phrases.
The flames on the Cozier continued blazing, releasing an immense heat that would normally singe anyone that was nearby, but the cloaked figures were unfazed.
These were the Cultists that Jason was investigating.
As this happened, a tall cloaked figure appeared from the doorway that was beyond the massive brazier. This one happened to be wearing a white cloak, in contrast to the other ones that wore black ones.
Not only that, it looked to be a woman, as her buxom and curvaceous figure were outlined even through the cloak. The woman was wearing a ceremonial mask that covered her entire face, only showing a bit of her hair which happened to be a silver white. Aside from her hair, there were no other notable attributes that could be seen on this woman; even her hands were covered by light gray silk gloves.
Her mask was littered with gems that were placed in a strange pattern, for whatever reason, it resembled a strange claw-mark.
The cloaked woman approached the brazier as she raised her hands to her chest, extending them outwards.
"The warmth of The Blazing Black One...." Her low and raspy voice was heard, "I have never felt anything like it...O, Great One, Grant Us The Power To Release You..."
As she said this, the other cloaked figures began to chant loudly, their voices were able to be heard all around the massive room. As this happened, the flames erupted even more violently and they expanded outwards, releasing a much more violent heat. The Cultists were not bothered by this, however, as they continued chanting loudly.
The masked woman moved her hands in frantic gestures as she spun around, "O, Great One~~~!!" she let out a moan of pleasure, "Your Acolytes Are Here~~ I can feel your presenceeee~~~~~~"
As she danced around the brazier, the cultists continued to chant loudly, causing the flames to expand even more. None of them were affected by the intense heat that was emitted from the cozier, it was enough to burn off the cloaks they wore, but nothing.
The woman continued to dance as she clasped her hands together, "My Lord~" she said, "Do you hear me? It is I, Nirvana~~ The one named after that Magic~~~ I am here to commune with you~~ Please hear my voice and send forth the one you spoke of years ago~~~"
She knelt in front of the brazier as she looked at the flames, quietly staring at them through the small slits of her mask.
"Interesting...." She said, "His Holiness does not speak today....why? Did I do something wrong, Great One???? Please, do not leave me.....I will take my life if you leave me!!!"
"Nirvana." A voice said
The woman turned to see a tall and bulky man walk up to her. He was wearing a formal suit, he had tan skin and white hair. His hair was combed into a slick-back style, and he also thick and luscious beard that was trimmed well.
He approached the woman with his hands behind his back, "His Holiness, as you refer to The Great One, does not need to speak today." He said as he stopped next to her, "It is his will to merely send forth the promised warrior."
"I-Is that so?" Nirvana said, "Oh...yes, that's true.....it is his will....of course, How can I be so stupid!! Great One, please forgive me!! I shall sacrifice my left eye to compensate for such foolishness!! Please accept it!!!"
"No." The Man said, "It is not necessary."
The Man then raised his arm as it glowed with a bright crimson mark.
"Not necessary? Therion, what do you mean?" Nirvana asked
"He's coming." Therion said
The man's dark blue eyes turned white suddenly as he began to chant.
"FLAMES OF THE BLAZING BLACK ONE, SEND FORTH HIS MAJESTY'S ENVOY"
The flames suddenly split in half and a bright white light shone from between them, releasing a massive wave of magic power and heat.
"Ohhhh~~~~~" Nirvana yelled as she stood up, "Yesss~~ It is His Holiness, His Holiness has sent us the prophesized warrior!!!"
Suddenly, a tall figure emerged from the flames and stepped atop the rim of the brazier as the flames raged around it.
Therion's eyes turned back to normal as he lowered his hands.
"Hm..." He said, "Welcome, promised warrior, We are The Blazing Acolytes, Servants of The Blazing Black God.....You are the one he promised us, are you not...."
Suddenly, the flames disappeared into a poof of cold smoke, revealing the newcomer. It was a massive and tall man clad in black armor, who was merely staring at the two Acolytes in front of him. His armor resembled that of a medieval knight but emitted an intense and powerful magic power. His helmet completely covered his face, not a sign of skin in sight.
"Oooooh~~!!!" Nirvana let out a blissful moan, "A Knight~~ How powerful is he~~???"
"Hm...." The Knight's deep voice was heard through his helmet, "Where is he?"
Therion raised his eyebrow, "Who?"
"Who do you think?" The Knight said, "Where is Jason Darkborne?"
Nirvana chuckled, "Oh? Him?" He said, "The one knowns as the God of Darkness? Is he the one His Holiness sent you to destroy? Oooohh~~ I get wet just by thinking of his mangled face."
The Knight then stepped off the brazier and landed on the ground, the weight of this impact causing cracks in the floor.
Therion narrowed his eyes as the imposing figure of this newcomer was enough for the other cultists to back up in nervousness. This overwhelming magic power was also making Therion uneasy. He was a servant of The Blazing Black God, a powerful mage. But even so, this man was unsettling him.
"Did you not hear me?" The Knight asked, "Where is Jason Darkborne?"
"In Ishgar." Therion said, "But worry not. We have a 'bait' here. He will come to us."
"So he is supposed to kill Jason, isn't he Therion?" Nirvana asked, "His Holiness is full of surprises!"
Therion nodded, "Yes." He said, "Kind sir, what is your name."
The Knight looked around, scanning his surroundings without saying much of a word. He then faced Therion and Nirvana as he emitted a powerful aura without even trying.
"First of all." The Knight said, "I am anything but Kind. But...."
"My Name Is Maliketh."