01-01-2017, 06:32 PM
As he examined the artifacts that he had been interested in, Veritas took note of something. The sword and blaster were unique and ancient. Upon examining them further, the weapons were rusted and ancient. The weapons couldn't be used probably. Channeling Omnilium into his hands he started to create working copies of the weapons for himself, and then he stored them in his storage unit. As he watched Celestia choose the orb, and book he was impressed. But when his eyes started to recognize the Undead that Revan had engaged he tensed up a little. Undead? Why wre such things in this place? Probably a trap one of them set off, or something else. Nodding he stared at the undead for a moment. Fire could be an effective weapon, but did he dare? Could the curse be used without such anger in order to purge his enemies from their existence? It was something he was unsure about, given he lacked the ability to Fly. A power that h was envious of Celestia having, he wanted her to have it but he also wanted it for himself. Really right now, Veritas wished he had something to take out multiple opponents at a single go, because the fire as far as he could tell was not made for that. None of his fire-arms could shoot the high yields he needed in order to eliminate all of the skeletons in a single shot, and that frankly? It pissed him off.
But he didn't allow himself to get angry. No, angry was a ship that had sailed over several minutes ago when he was cursed. Now? He was seething with a cold fury internally that he wasn't allowing to come to the surface. After about eight seconds of concentration, he said. "Burn the world, consume it in the flames..BURN TO ASHES!" Once he had said those words, blackish crimson flames surrounded his hands, and he started to punch and kick at the Skeletons, burning some of them on contact while he prepared a beam to deal with the rest. A Six Foot by Three Foot beam of the fire was released by him, decimating most of the horde of skeletons that were around him, and hopefully clearing a path for the others. Charging forward when the flames around his hands fadd he simply attempted to punch, or kick the remaining skeletons and was going to have to be...snapped out of it.
The anger had consumed him for now.
But he didn't allow himself to get angry. No, angry was a ship that had sailed over several minutes ago when he was cursed. Now? He was seething with a cold fury internally that he wasn't allowing to come to the surface. After about eight seconds of concentration, he said. "Burn the world, consume it in the flames..BURN TO ASHES!" Once he had said those words, blackish crimson flames surrounded his hands, and he started to punch and kick at the Skeletons, burning some of them on contact while he prepared a beam to deal with the rest. A Six Foot by Three Foot beam of the fire was released by him, decimating most of the horde of skeletons that were around him, and hopefully clearing a path for the others. Charging forward when the flames around his hands fadd he simply attempted to punch, or kick the remaining skeletons and was going to have to be...snapped out of it.
The anger had consumed him for now.