>>927>As Magister arrives at the large structure - he's stopped by 2 developments. First, the strength and heat of the supernatural magma begins to affect his body for a moment - causing him to cast a stronger elemancy shield. The second the development involves the appearance of Barbatos before him - standing on the ground of the formation, while he remains in the air."….What do you want, Djinn? I need to get the artifact."
>Barbatos then holds up his hand, as a bright purple light emanates from one of his rings."As obliged. I can sense it with my rings, remember?"
>The ground begins to rumble with power as a large magical structure slowly rises from the magma geyser of the volcano. The magical structure is red in color with a bright orange light emanating from its ornate protrusions. An artifact clearly revolving around the notion of fire - to fit the aesthetic of the Pyronis Dimension."….I will relinquish the search for the artifacts of my own accord. There is little meaning in continuing - with my circumstances controlled by your greater power."
>Somewhat taken aback, Magister hovers closer to the ground, still suspicious."…Why the sudden change of heart? Don't you want Lucien and the Thaumians to pay for what they've done?"
>Barbatos looks up at the fire artifact, now hovering in the air above him. For a minute he thinks about his past, before ultimately responding with:"….I wanted revenge against them for what they had done to me. But after destroying so many of their facsimiles. After being defeated by your fellow Sorcerer Supreme. Remaining trapped, alone with my thoughts for nearly a month. It became harder to justify my approach."
>Barbatos then moves the artifact towards Magister - who remotely maneuvers it with his own high order telekinesis. Without even moving a muscle, Magister maintains control of the object, as Barbatos places his hand over each other.
>A bright light emanates from his armored body - until it subsides, revealing his natural form as Iblis the Djinn. "Disarmament? Or just a formality?"
>Iblis gives a light shrug, stating:"There's no real difference. You, the woman and the other two male Sorcerers - you are so far beyond my power and my capacity to fight, that there's no point even engaging in one. But because of that same power, I offer you this deal."
>Iblis moves a portion of his long black hair out of his face - allowing Magister to view his blood red eyes, similar to his own."I will relinquish any and all attempt at taking on the Thaumians, as well as any attempts to command any sort of power in this world. As long as you take care of the Specters. The souls of my slain bretheren, still remaining in the space between dimensions."
>Magister speaks next, with clarity and understanding of the request:"You want me to pass them to the afterlife."
>Iblis nods."Either that, or revive them in some way. Their souls are still bound to their spectral forms, due to their immense magical power. They have not fully been destroyed - just disembodied in the literal sense. Either way, through the afterlife or through resurrection - please look after my fellow Djinn. Give them the peace they were denied for millennia."
>Magister, without hesitation then says:"Of course. I promise you that I will, Iblis. You're doing the right thing by relinquishing your desire for vengeance, and putting your animosities aside."
>Iblis then looks at Magister, stating:"Perhaps you should do the same with the redhead woman. I know what she means to you. I can sense it."
>Magister's eyes narrow."We're talking about you here - not me. Besides, there's someone with blue hair who matters to me far more than she ever could."
>Iblis gives a look of amusement, saying:"Your words seem confident, but your heart says otherwise. They are both very important to you - for different reasons, yes. The Aether ring doesn't lie - and while I can't manipulate your soul, you are doing a very poor job of suppressing your feelings."
>As Iblis speaks, the glow of a pink ring emanates from his ring finger - accentuating his point.