As my little partner woke up the group of Qu soldiers were nearing the group of weapon and children and the cries of the children intensify as the soldiers got closer to them while the remaining men tried to stop the soldiers but are overpowered with better equipment and skills.

Even if I wanted to move but my body wouldn't budge that is caused by the shock I just recently recieved when my body started to change due to bloodlines being combined. Even if my body can't be used I am still a capable mage with a severely overpowered affinity of the wind element. With one word or thought from me I can make thousands upon thousands of tornados appear and disappear as if they were just an illusion, i'm able to use any weapons using the wind as if specters were using them.

With my abilities and understanding of the wind complemented with my modifications making me something fearsome to anyone be they be mortal or gods for I am the "Ninth King", for I am he who judges life and death to keep the balance between the two natures and to prevent one nature to overpower the other to do so I became the embodiment of the wind that is there when one is born and is dead.

I had numerous weapons of mythical to overlord grade in my inventory about millions of cities full, I had about two slots of my inventory taken with about a maximum amount of 200 per items per slot. I had containers that are inside bigger containers and those containers were put into bigger and bigger containers and then they are put into buildings and then those buildings were put inside bigger buildings and so forth. With one thought I can call upon any number of weapons and then be able to return them back, I also have several cities full of armours that are the same qualities as the weapons I carry. We had a lot of time of time to spend about 1 century or two to create equipment like weapons, armours, accessories, clothes and necessities.

As I stood there at the edge of the canyon's cliff, I had called upon one dozen cities full of weapons and as they fell I made the wind carry the weapons. As I can sense where everyone is using the wind as my eyes, my ears, my hands and my breath. Then and there I finished my oath and the oath of my order and that is "No Regrets, No Remorse but Never Forget,for every action has consequences both positive and negative. For We are those who who protect and keep the balance between life and death and so to those who like to play with the life and death of others, they will be haunted with its keepers and judges. For we are both Healers and Reapers and to those who lost their way will be observed and be judged by their actions. So shall we be."

With one thought the weapons flew with one thought thousands died with one thought thousands lived, there was no greatness, no victory, no happiness just grief, deppresion, sadness and hatred for what they have lost, for what they have gained and for their combined hatred for this event that has occured but they were thankful for who saved them and for those who sacrificed themselves for others.

There was no happiness, no heroic feeling and no feeling of victory for me. What I have gained from this is that information can only paint parts of the picture and one has to see it with his/her own eyes to paint the whole story/ picture.

When I was finally able to move I told my partner to change into battle form in which she complied. As I sat on her back and descended to the group of people, I have asked the wind to bring the surviving beings from the villages to the group as the wind was asked the survivors of varying stature arose to the sky and are moving faster than me to reach the group of survivors I have been watching. When I finally descended infront of the survivors, this time I asked the wind to bring the deceased villagers to the group but to do it more gently and it was carried out.