Forge ran ahead and saw Dellta in the halls. "You...." he snarled. Forge cracked his knuckles. They still had to go up a couple flights of stairs till Atoaquinn's office where he held the lion and Phoenix. They couldn't afford to let Dellta stop them. But of course, they would remain regular statues unless Kriston destroyed the book and unleashed its magical energy. Forge wondered what he was doing right now. Professor Jason Lorde looked to Forge as Dellta unsheated his dual battlehammer, one in each hand. Forge looked at his teacher. "Yes, sir. Go and recover the statues. Now."

It felt weird commanded his leader, but Professer nodded. He ran his hand through his orange hair and turned into a whirl of wind dashing pass KingTillium students. Sometimes, Forge forgot he was a Titan in all elements. Including wind. The only ones he doesn't have are Sun and Moon. You have to be born with those. Forge stomped one fort on the floor and his staff materialized out of thin air into his hand. He squeezed the hilt and blue diamond encrusted in it started to glow. He rose it over his head and blasted and ice spell. Fast.

The beam of ice and coming to incase Dellta's body when he threw one of his hammers at it. They clashed mid air and the ice spread and incased the whole hammer in ice. Forge cast another one of Fire. Dellta used his other hammer and swung at it. He knocked the fireball at the frozen hammer on the ground. The frozen hammer caught on fire and melted the ice holding it. Unfrozen, the hammer flew back to his hand. "My turn..." He snarled. His eye patch started to glow red and a red laser beam produced from the thing.

Forge dodged it. "Whoa! A laser eye?! What are you, a cyborg?" Dellta grinned and lifted his eye patch. There was....an eye! Except it wasn't blue like his other eye. It was silver, like there was metal in there. There....there was! It was the work of a cyborg madman.
Forge Zritmas eyed his former friend with disgust. "By the First Times of Artahiém, Dellta! What have you done and cast upon yourself?! Altering your DNA and your own well-being just so you can increase your fire power?!

"You are not the only mage around, Forge. I may be a warrior, but that doesn't mean I can't preform magery. I built myself an eye. It now has metal gears that can help me see farther than an eye, increasing my eyesight 20 fold. Not to mention lasers." He grinned and blasted another laser beam at Forge. It hit him. It hurt, but not too badly. He pretended it was lethal and fell to the floor. He healed himself using his intense mind concentration (mage thing). He gripped his gut where he was hit. His acting was phenomenal. He fingered a paralyzing spell charm in his silk robe's pocket.

Dellta walked up to him holding his hammers. He rose one over Forge's head ready to deliver the finishing strike. Forge jumped up immediately and kneed Dellta in his jaw. Dellta fell backward and Forge threw the paralyzing spell charm. Dellta began to move awkwardly in fast, unnatural spasms. Seizures. Then, he was completely still, but alive. Alive....and paralyzed. Forge nodded at his work and ran to the Atoaquinn's office. He entered and saw Professor Lorde stroking the mane of his lion statue. "C'mon Kriston..."
They knew Kriston was the key to reviving all of their creative, mystical world.

Then, Kyrie Wrathe walked in with hands folding behind his back. "Well, well, well...." He held his hand out toward the Sun and the room got considerably warmer. Kyrie could control the Sun. "It would seem that the Archamiumeans aren't useless. Well, at least not till I am done with them." He laughed softly. No amount of heat can affect Kyrie. Unless it is hotter than any Sun in the universe. So he could take a casual swim through a volcano if he pleased. The rest of the Kingtilliumeans, Archamiumeans, and Artahiémans couldn't. Only Kriston Knighticus Wrathe. He was key.