Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20170103122151/@comment-4211788-20170129183402

The golden aura attaches itself to Ian and then splits and diverges onto Frost and Hiero. The heroes would all feel a rush of energy, unlike anything they've ever felt before.

"Wow.. Does.. Does anyone feel just a rush of energy? I-I feel like I'm stronger than ever." Hiero says as he flashes a bright flame in his palm. He then shakes his head and focuses on the importance of their task.

"We killed the bastion, Ian. His body deserves no more peace than what is necessary. He was a thief in previous life and had he not been corrupted, he would have still lived that life of crime. I feel no remorse for scum like him." Hiero pauses briefly as he watches his two allies.

"We must return to Numen and pair up with the others, they'd likely have found nothing due to how dead this island is. As much as I detest their mannerisms, I'd like to see them alive and well, if only to hear of our victory!" Hiero shouts with his fist in the air.

The group would later climb back to the top of the cliff, the set back on their journey to reach the central beach. As they traveled they would notice that the sun would begin setting, nightfall was on the rise.

The three heroes would travel with golden auras following them closely.