Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Rezar moved his eyes from the two reports in front of him with a tired sigh, he looked out the window besides him feasting his gaze upon the still rotating Geo core above Necron city. He smiled and shifted his gaze back to Samira and the chained up snow elf princess that looked worse for wear. He shook his head with mirth and turned to look at Kitagawa and the shivering goblin standing beside him.

Rezar could see the look of awe etched all over the face of the dwarf, he could see abject hero worship, but beyond that he could feel a touch of something else, something more. Something that looked suspiciously like greed, and it was perfectly wrapped in what Rezar would call an unyielding ambition. Kitagawa and Samira were his most efficient soldiers, at the very least the ones that were still alive.

Lives were lost in order to get this information to him, he would make sure to honor his soldiers that had fallen, but at the moment there wasn't much time to waste in dealing with the Geo core. He looked at the princess and then proceeded to walk around her, taking his time to move about as his footfalls echoed off the polished marble floors. She was nervous, but beyond that she was scared, and he could smell it.

"Bragan your invention would have been the most stellar solution to our current problem, but at the moment it seems that what we're dealing with is a little bit more complicated than it seems. The Geo Core is a marvel of dwarven technology and elven magic, it would take a little bit more finesse to get through it. Based on the report, the Geo Core would react to anything attempting to alter or destroy its form.

We need to disable it from the inside, or it would go into self-destruct mode, eradicating all of Morte Bianca. Which frankly speaking is even more damage than the bloody thing dropping on our heads. The fucking core is a bloody dungeon, one that somehow survived the Rejuvenation and is now being used by the dwarves and elves to cause havoc.

What we really need to do is to take control of it from a central processing hub right at the middle of the core, and that alone is through hundreds if not thousands of mechanical golems put in place by the dwarves to protect the core from use. They planned for contingencies, in case we ever discover the secret of the Geo core. We can buy ourselves a; little bit of time by6y using the princess as a bargaining chip, but ultimately we have to go in there and take control if not shut it down.

Bragan you will get a lab and the resources to continue your research and the improvement and manufacturing of this beetles of yours. I want something more than a simple prototype on my desk in at least two weeks' time. Whatever you can bring to the table at that time would determine if you were worth the investment. You're dismissed, Kitagawa, you and Samira should assemble the rest of my advisors, we'll be moving out in an hour. Get to it."

Kitagawa and Samira turned with a flourish and left the room they were in, with Kitagawa dragging a still awe struck Bragan behind him. Rezar was left behind with the princess, she cut a sorry sight with her broken limbs, dirtied armor and clothes and disheveled hair. She looked up at Rezar, her silver eyes glinting from behind the cascade of her hair over her face.

"You know, all I really wanted is to be left alone, but to thin k you guys kept repeatedly trying to provoke me just so that you could start a war is annoying and very disappointing. And not in you slimy and scheming snow elves, but in me, the fool who fell your bloody tricks and machinations."

Rezar paused as he went down on his knees and looked at her, using his hand to move her hair away from her face as he softly smiled. There was nothing like the exquisite beauty that many had fallen in love with, instead garish scars, cuts, bruises, swollen lips and eyelids and broken and very much shredded nose was looking back at him. He gave a dull chuckle as he pulled her hair backwards causing her to cry out in pain.

"I'm going to take everything that you love and burn it to the ground, and as I'm doing that I'll make sure your pompous spoiled ass will be there to watch it all. And if you think there's anything your people can do to stop me, then by all means be my guest. I doubt you're valuable to your mother; so you being a hostage is probably some sort of way to protect the image of both kingdoms. She'll blast this place to kingdom come with you in it and not give a damn, however politics is a tricky thing.

None the less that bloody Geo Core you and your people had deigned fit to use in threatening me and my people. I'm going to take it away from you, and then I'm going to use it destroy you all. That's a promise, and I always keep my promises."

With that said he made his way up to his feet and turned around to leave, the princess was kept at the very top of a tower in Rezar's palace. It was basically a princess stuck at the top of a tower by an evil king scenario, except of course the princess was nothing more than a psychotic power hungry bitch, that's lost her mind. It was hard to tell who was evil or good here.

"You're going to die! You think the Geo core is one thing your army can't take on with their, measly power, it would destroy you all. I'll kill you and all your fucking undead! The golems will rip you to shreds, and I will dance allover your corpse!" the only answer Rezar gave her was three words.

"See You Later."

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TWO HOURS LATER!

There was a dull rumble as the airship climbed higher taking them way beyond the clouds. Rezar felt as if his stomach was empty, and the dull rumbling somehow reminded him of a carriage at the end of its life. The airship was an old type, one that existed before the Era of the Rejuvenation, a relic of old Elysium. Alistair had suggested they used it as it was enchanted to have an inconspicuous presence.

It wasn't exactly an invisibility cloak, just a kind of spell that would make you not take a second look at the dot flying in the sky, thinking it was a bird of some sort. None the less it was better to rely on pure magic to approach the Geo-core, they should be able to deceive its scanners, assuming it had any. Never the less Rezar, Kitagawa, Lenore and Samira were about to make a drop from a few thousand feet above the Geo-core.

The schematics for the core wasn't exactly complete as there wasn't enough time to get everything from the snow elves, however what they did know was that the entrance into the core was right at the top. And from there it had multiple floors that went down in a spiral until you reach the middle and took control of it. But Rezar knew that they were in for quite a fight, dwarven creations, especially their golems are not to be trifled with.

"Your Majesty we've reached maximum height, you will have to jump down from here and trey your best to make sure you don't veer off target. But I'm not too worried about that, you four are the strongest in Morte Bianca, so please try not to cause irreparable damage to the core and cause it to come crashing down on us. That wouldn't feel nice at all." Alistair said as he looked back at Rezar and his small team.

Lenore started laughing and she was quickly joined by Kitagawa, and then followed by Samira. Rezar was stumped, he had no idea why they were laughing, he couldn't get the joke no matter how much he tried. His confused look made the trio laugh even louder, with Alistair trying and failing to hide his own mirth with rough coughs. And then Lenore shook her head and said to Alistair.

"Don't worry, we will try our best to make sure the king doesn't destroy much of your new toy. I know how destructive he can be, so I'll be sure to keep an eye on him." Rezar looked at Lenore with indignation an annoyance, but all the demoness could do was laugh out loud before placing her hand on Rezar's left shoulder.

"are you ready for this your majesty?" Rezar raise an eyebrow at her as if to ask her what sort of lousy questions she was asking. But never the less he gave her an answer.

"I was born ready!"