"Because this time my role will be different." Menadion walked up to Solus until their bodies overlapped.
Solus’ features shifted into her mother’s and back nonstop, highlighting how similar yet different the two women were. Black veins ran across Solus’ body, carrying Menadion’s experience and will.
"I will guide my daughter’s hand." Menadion’s voice came out of Solus’ mouth. "I’ll stand by her side and teach her as I’ve always dreamed to. My Demon form can’t use Invigoration without burdening Lith, while Solus’ core is too weak to sustain the technique they have created.
"Yet if we combine our skills and cores, we can make up for what the other lacks. Solus will lead, but I’ll advise her and lend her the strength she still misses. Also, I will guide and teach Lith through the bonds the three of us share."
"I’ll take care of Faluel, instead." Valia said. "Her master-Harbinger relationship with Friya will allow me to instruct them both about Lith’s intentions so that they can help him to the best of their skills."
"I can see where this is going, and the answer is no." Quylla said. "No offense, but I won’t let any of you three give me a special embrace."
"Tell them, honey!" Morok yelled from above.
"That was never the idea." Trion managed to blush up his ears even in his Demon form. "Ripha is special because of her relationship with Solus. The rest of us will just merge with your shadows to provide you with directions and mana if needed.
"I’m assigned to Dawn, since she is weaker than Lady Yaga but shares a deep bond with her."
"We do, and from so up close there is no barrier between our minds unless we wish so." The Horseman nodded for him to continue.
"Locrias will fuse with Quylla’s shadow and Varegrave with Lady Fyrwal’s. Without us, a prolonged mind link would expose poison your mana cores and compromise your abilities."
"I’m already familiar with Lith’s technique, and I can empower myself with Vital Storm or recover my strength with Swirling Wind whenever I want." Tista explained.
"That sounds about right." Fyrwal nodded, feeling the effortless connection with Lith and the extra mana reserve that the connection with the Demon bestowed upon her. "When do we start?"
"In a moment." Lith shapeshifted into his Tiamat form and took more deep breaths. "As I told you before, this will be like nothing we have ever done."
Silvery flames shrouded his membranous wings, slowly expanding to the energy wings and then to the feathered ones.
Once he was done, Lith activated the basic Forgemastering circle and stored the magical formations he would later need inside the Mouth and the Hearth.
A thin blue line of mana formed at the center of the Adamant Forge, which quickly expanded into a magic circle that drew in the world energy and sealed it within its confines.
As the density of world energy within the circle increased, the glaive and the power core began to float in mid-air, orbiting each other like twin stars. The two spun faster and closer until they touched.
The world energy channeled by the glaive rejected Lith’s mana that formed the power core, pushing it away and starting their dance anew. With each clash, however, the power core absorbed part of the glaive’s energy and grew in size.
Lith used the Mana Injector and the Hands to charge the magic circle until the air within started to crackle with bursts of world energy that the magical formation was unable to contain.
The constant flow of world energy flooded the Adamant of the glaive and the mana crystals studded on its surface, replenishing what the power core took away with every interaction.
’How is Lith doing thi-’
’Be quiet.’ Varegrave cut Quylla short. ’There will be time for questions later. Now focus on the job at hand.’

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