03-14-2018, 08:48 PM
The rhymes were beginning to grate on his nerves, a thought that Unicron also shared with him. The rhymes were something they didn't want to continue dealing with, but would have to for the time being. Perhaps with her lessons, the two of them could get strong enough to the point where they could eventually separate from one another permanently. This was the hope of Rafael. Well one of the hopes. Part of him wanted the Matrix of Leadership so he could use it to excise Unicron from his body in the same way Unicron had been made dormant. For now however he followed the path that she took. She did not appear to care whether Omni lived or died. So her robes had special properties that made her ability to manipulate ice, and fire, like a character from a video game. There was something good to know.
As she cleared the area, Unicron watched appreciatively. Such power was in her hands, and yet he was jealous. For he wished he possessed power like that at present. Finally, Rafael spoke. "Yes. Please teach me."
As she cleared the area, Unicron watched appreciatively. Such power was in her hands, and yet he was jealous. For he wished he possessed power like that at present. Finally, Rafael spoke. "Yes. Please teach me."