Post by Lord Xylo on Sept 1, 2017 5:47:08 GMT
There was a tense pause as the Heran worked his amateur magic a second time. It took time, but the Gi weaved itself from nothing in an excruciatingly slow fashion. At the end of it all, Gekido took a knee, presenting the magically-crafted Gi to his lord in strained breaths.
"Well done." Xylo grabbed the Gi from his student, and inspected its quality. It was fine work, especially for one so novice in the arts. The Namekian nodded, and tossed the clothes back. "Consider yourself an official student of the Mazoku art of combat." He placed a fist over his heart, and bowed.
"Keep practicing your magic until its perfected. In the meantime, I have a task for you."
Xylo pulled a small device from his shirt, and tossed it toward Gekido. The blocky little machine was fairly simple, and all it really did was provide coordinates to a spacecraft once plugged in the proper port. Hopefully the Heran wasn't dimwitted enough to break it on the way to his pod.
"A traitor by the name of Yurei wounded some of our soldiers before taking off with a space pod. We tracked his location to a planet called 'Dragons'." He scoffed at the name, but continued. "I want you to get over there and rip his head off before he has the chance to relax. Understood?"
"Well done." Xylo grabbed the Gi from his student, and inspected its quality. It was fine work, especially for one so novice in the arts. The Namekian nodded, and tossed the clothes back. "Consider yourself an official student of the Mazoku art of combat." He placed a fist over his heart, and bowed.
"Keep practicing your magic until its perfected. In the meantime, I have a task for you."
Xylo pulled a small device from his shirt, and tossed it toward Gekido. The blocky little machine was fairly simple, and all it really did was provide coordinates to a spacecraft once plugged in the proper port. Hopefully the Heran wasn't dimwitted enough to break it on the way to his pod.
"A traitor by the name of Yurei wounded some of our soldiers before taking off with a space pod. We tracked his location to a planet called 'Dragons'." He scoffed at the name, but continued. "I want you to get over there and rip his head off before he has the chance to relax. Understood?"
