[Inglemia] Five Element Majors - Cut Scene

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In the middle of the night, deep in a hidden chamber of the Castledown Inn, known to the owners only as a 'backup security room' and upon investigation found to be largely featureless....six torches light up in the darkness. Voices eminate from within.

"They have succeeded..." a bright white flame flickered in the darkness.

The green flame disagreed, "No. They have nearly disrupted the first blitzkreig but the enemy now arranges them in sequential order."

"Worse..." the Orange said, "There are fluctations. There is a critical impass coming..."

"Explain..." the White asked the Orange.

"Two converge, though their efforts have managed to keep the others separate..."

The Red sneered, "Barely. They barely even use their energy. There are far more worthy champions in Sensura if we discard their potential...what good is it if not used?"

The white flared with annoyance, "They have used it. No, they haven't used it all but there is still the future..."

The orange dimmed to barely a flicker, "There will be no future if they do not triumph here..."

Blue simply said, "They are now but four. My gift shall be useless to them."

The Steel said nothing...as usual.

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A giant block of mist surrounded a five pointed table...therein sat Loki, Bane, Dragonoth, Iuz and Lord Soth.

Loki looked at the others, "We are agreed then....we shall reach an accord with this....being."

Five champions stood forth, each a color of precious metal, flickering with negative energy.

Bane placed his mark on their forearm, "You shall resist the first energy type thrown at you. It will take an act of will to change it. Kill them all."

Loki cacked, "To each of you I give a special gift. You shall also be able to throw up images of yourselves...they shall be useless against the Clear Society, but they will protect you well against interloping attacks. Kill them all!"

Lord Soth's tragic skull echoed to the others, his voice specral and hollow, "They shall have all of the strengths of undead, but only half of the weaknesses. To any good thing you shall be a bane. Bring balance to the magic between the worlds...and to that, you must kill them all!"

Dragonoth's draconic visage sneered, eyes an ember of flame in their sockets, "Your spell resistance shall be as psi resistance as well. And I provide you with telepathic communications amongst yourselves."

Iuz was last, most humiliated...most enraged, the demigod roared, "For this purpose alone you shall be as outsiders with all the advantages thereof, and with my force of will agaisnt attempts to banish you. And you shall also be able to dimension door at will to counter their cursed tattoos....why have we not found those responsible yet?"

Bane pounded the table, "They are well hidden! Whoever is backing them have cloaked themselves well. Even the clear society does not know...."

Iuz's eyes blazed, "It does not matter. Find them...and kill them all!"

And the employer of the Iron Horse Gang laughed with them....the Iron Horse Gang themselves were intelligent enough to stay silent...legions of undead began to appear in the edge of the mist.

The enemy had learned...and the enemy was coming....