Thread:TEOR-MMMM/@comment-35691777-20190420001722/@comment-35691777-20190425070116

The Malora was knocking the soldiers left and right, before suddenly the horse was suddenly lifted off the ground by an invisible force, The Minister tried to save it but he was knocked back by a laser blast that blew his whole arm off. The horse was pulled straight into an ELOR carrier that uncloaked itself. The ship looked like the same one that Ustrina, Alsus, Umbra, and Fulgur saw before, except this tiem it was not fake, it was real, as The Minister told to everyone else. They would all start shooting at the ship, but the moment the Malora was in the cargo hold, the ship pratically warped out of existance. The soldiers then looked at the heroes. The lead soldier said, "You're too late. The last of the Malora herde of Boreas was sent to our base here on Pantheon. You will take forever before you can find them. Don't worry, not a single one of them are dead, since we aren't Nativus, nothing we have can kill them, but we can trap them, as we just did with the last one." The Minister then said, "The horse Titan, he was not only the last one for you to hunt, he was also bait....for us!" "Pretty smart old man. But too bad you and your friends won't survive long enough to save him!" The soldiers had no weapons, which was confusing, but that all changed when they started summoning magic from their arms, different magics, lightning, darkness, light, fire, water, earth, etc. The Minister suddenly realized who they were and shouted, "Prepare yourselves comrades, they are the Chanter soldiers of ELOR: chanters who serve the evil of ELOR! Be wary of their magic, and take them down as swiftly as possible!" The lead soldier then said, "You won't survive old man, OPEN FIRE!" The ELOR Chanter soldiers soon started firing all kinds of spells and blasts of magic at the heroes.