05-27-2015, 05:01 PM
Nealaphh swept out of the portal to the Ashen Steppes, all three of its eyes fixated on the swirling cloud of data projected from its ebon palm. It was quite gratifying to watch these primes slowly tearing eachother apart. The god-mind was aware that the contestants' full power was being subdued, but it still gave Nealaphh something of a measure for their abilities. It noted that, despite being in mortal danger, the Hero of Time was not wielding anything that resembles a hammer. Perhaps they had all been stripped of their equipment before being deposited in the island.
Nealaphh was tempted to try and track down where all of this might be stored, but this would be a bad idea for several reasons, the foremost being that the Dante Verse had been sealed off now that the competition had started. Nealaphh might have agonized over the missed opportunity if it had a lesser mind, but Nealaphh simply evaluated a new plan of action.
There was no guarantee that the Hero of Time would emerge in the Nexus once he was done in the competition, but it was still the Shadow's greatest odds of a chance encounter to remain within the white wastes. It peered off in to the difference at the Fountain of Infinity, still blasting radioactive brilliance into the endless sky. It was possible to see all gates from the center of the Nexus, so it made the most sense to remain there to observe traffic through the area. Of course, there was a very real risk that it would have an encounter while watching from this vantage point, but after the ordeals within the Ashen Steppes, the shadow felt much more equipped to handle such interactions.
Without further hesitation, Nealaphh started the long trek back to the fountain infinity, alternating between watching activity withib Dante's Abyss and watching for any potential danger on the bleak horizon...
Nealaphh was tempted to try and track down where all of this might be stored, but this would be a bad idea for several reasons, the foremost being that the Dante Verse had been sealed off now that the competition had started. Nealaphh might have agonized over the missed opportunity if it had a lesser mind, but Nealaphh simply evaluated a new plan of action.
There was no guarantee that the Hero of Time would emerge in the Nexus once he was done in the competition, but it was still the Shadow's greatest odds of a chance encounter to remain within the white wastes. It peered off in to the difference at the Fountain of Infinity, still blasting radioactive brilliance into the endless sky. It was possible to see all gates from the center of the Nexus, so it made the most sense to remain there to observe traffic through the area. Of course, there was a very real risk that it would have an encounter while watching from this vantage point, but after the ordeals within the Ashen Steppes, the shadow felt much more equipped to handle such interactions.
Without further hesitation, Nealaphh started the long trek back to the fountain infinity, alternating between watching activity withib Dante's Abyss and watching for any potential danger on the bleak horizon...
And, we dream of home I dream of life out of here Their dreams are small My dreams don't know fear I got my heart full of hope I will change everything No matter what I'm told How impossible it seems We did it before And we'll do it again We're indestructible Even when we're tired And we've been here before Just you and I
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued