07-17-2017, 09:17 AM
When he checked the Dataverse and noticed that a horde of feral secondaries with black and purple veins on them, and red eyes were wreaking havoc against the Koopa Kingdom, Veritas shook his head. This was so many levels of nope for him. His base was definitely not going to be here even though that was where he had initially thought his base should be located. Moving to somewhere else was a wise idea. Immediately he'd stop his construction efforts and convert the couple of walls he had made back into Omnilium. There was no way in hell he was going up against creatures like that without much in the way of ranged weapons in his arsenal. In other words, he was going to put as much distance between himself and this problem as he possibly could. Due to that he knew he'd have to avoid the madness of going up against them until he at least made some allies. Perhaps he could convince the Teacher that those things were a threat to his profits... but no. It wouldn't work, and he had left Coruscant so he wouldn't be used by the Teacher as a Glorified Battery. In addition to that, he had lost some of his abilities and so would be of less use to the teacher. If he ever encountered the son of a bitch who had summoned those "Darklings" he was not going to play nice.
For now discretion was the better part of valor and he knew he'd have to discreetly withdraw. Otherwise known as a Strategic Retreat, what he was really doing was getting the hell out of dodge. Running back towards the Nexus Gate as fast as his legs could carry him Veritas decided he could either find a new area to build his base in, or he could simply be homeless. Either one would work, because he was not going to allow himself to deal with creatures like that, at least not on his own, and without his full dark magic at his disposal. He'd also need more ranger-based weapons for his arsenal before he could even consider facing down something like that group of menaces. In any case he was dashing at his maximum possible speed towards the gate of the Nexus. Even then, it was going to take more time than he'd like.
For now discretion was the better part of valor and he knew he'd have to discreetly withdraw. Otherwise known as a Strategic Retreat, what he was really doing was getting the hell out of dodge. Running back towards the Nexus Gate as fast as his legs could carry him Veritas decided he could either find a new area to build his base in, or he could simply be homeless. Either one would work, because he was not going to allow himself to deal with creatures like that, at least not on his own, and without his full dark magic at his disposal. He'd also need more ranger-based weapons for his arsenal before he could even consider facing down something like that group of menaces. In any case he was dashing at his maximum possible speed towards the gate of the Nexus. Even then, it was going to take more time than he'd like.