Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140913012628/@comment-24736819-20140921034540

Dracius warned him, but it could very well be a warning for himself. There has been some years since he resurrected someone and it almost took his own life in the process, so he wasn't so sure if he could really do it.

He could feel the man's soul being ripped apart from his body and entering Dracius' own body, merging itself with Dracius' soul and empowering the breton.

This was the easy part...

He thought as the breton that had summoned him started to turn pale and weak, falling to the ground, facedown. Dracius knew that the man was still alive, but that wouldn't be true for long. It was time to work his reality bending skills, so he started to make it happen. It felt like thousands blades pierced his body and hundred thousands needles thrusted themselves into his head, he kept going and the breton's Master started to materialize. The candle light barely illuminated the place and Dracius' sight started to blur, he kneeled beside the fallen man and he could feel his own life force leaving his body.

"Fuck.", he mumbled as he kept materializing the man's Master. Dracius started to have some difficulties breathing and felt as mammoths were dancing on his chest.

"Thank you, Dracius. I see that my servant was put to good use. It has been a long time...", the mysterious Master was amongst the shadows and Dracius wasn't able to spot him. The Son of Vile turned pale and fell to the ground, besides the already dead breton servant.

"I believe your abilities were also put to good use.", the Master said.