shroud of darkness
[ With a headband pulled up around his head, the Noah's Bookman stood in the South Wing courtyard with his silver hammer. Rhode had mentioned maybe he should start strengthening his power, the so-called natural power he used to create elements with the dark matter hammer given to him by the Earl. He'd never really refined the skills, leaving it to fleeing if necessary, but that really wasn't the way to do things, right? Maybe the historian should start taking things into his own hands, defending himself instead of fleeing.
And so that's what he decided and there he was, standing in the courtyard, staring at his hammer, considering his potential. If his exorcist self was really that powerful, he should be even moreso. Lavi took the hammer and held it in one hand. ]
"Twisting Night."
[ A black dragon rose up like mist from the ground, swirling about. A dragon of the night. That was a new element. Void. It fit the Buddhist elements rather well, and was completely a guess it might work, but it proved to be true. His exorcist self had nothing on him now. ]
And so that's what he decided and there he was, standing in the courtyard, staring at his hammer, considering his potential. If his exorcist self was really that powerful, he should be even moreso. Lavi took the hammer and held it in one hand. ]
"Twisting Night."
[ A black dragon rose up like mist from the ground, swirling about. A dragon of the night. That was a new element. Void. It fit the Buddhist elements rather well, and was completely a guess it might work, but it proved to be true. His exorcist self had nothing on him now. ]