Rather than dormitories, or weird cylinders, there was a large spherical chamber. A metal walkway led to a catwalk supported by a means that Kip couldn't discern that extended out directly into the exact middle of the sphere. Looking both above and below him, he could not see any interruptions in the sphere except for the door that he had entered from and the walkway that had brought him here. It seemed to be made of a material similar to the doors, yet lighter in color, and more reflective. In the exact middle of the room sat a chair. On the chair sat a helmet that he had never seen the like of before. He was unsure of what it was for as only a single band of metal extended over the top. A striation of different types of metals formed the rest of the helmet most of which he could not identify, yet he thought he recognized copper, iron, gold, platinum, and silver amongst the dozens of metals. They intertwined with each other seamlessly creating what looked more like a crown than a helmet.
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"Is this really necessary?" A loud noise echoed all over the room when she slapped my face so hard. I felt the blood rushed to my cheek. I was so shocked and wasn't able to speak.
Although Rebecca and Ava were childhood friend they are not always in good terms since the later has a spoiled princess attitude. Their attitude and personality contradicts each other though they are friends. Rebecca also hates the fact that Ava is going gaga over her brother. She doesn't want Ava to be her future sister in law.
"We shall need to talk about this, among all of the leaders, later on. But I believe that you might have found the crux of our little dilemma here. If we can avoid attacks from these Abyssal Creatures ... Well, it would make some of our lives a lot easier. And allow us to deal with our needs without the risk of death.
Kenji replied with a nod and instead of sitting down, he went over behind and gave her a hug and a kiss. Kyouka blushed at the sudden hug and kiss and started stuttering.
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After, they left the populated area. Iroko made her pace slow, more slow than it was originally. "Micah, speak." she said lightly. The chilly wind ruffled her attire and even her hair making her look more ethereal.
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As one persons cultivates and train, the more visible this aura of mist can be seen and varies from color to color base from someone's path of training. It could be white from the lower levels and gold to much higher levels.
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The commander was now freaking out as The Cracker was getting desperate as well.