“Indeed…” Isaik hissed monotonously, when he meant he would use all his might he meant everything… If Isaik did indeed succeed becoming the ultimate god of the universe, he could merely turn time itself back to retrieve whatever he desired… He had heard about Garrosh leaping timelines to retrieve the old horde, doing the same to retrieve one person would be much simpler…
Isaik glanced over to her slightly shocked from the callous remarks. “Yumara my dear, you act as I thought you had a chance at losing…” Isaik shrugged, “I merely grow tired of Salkeen’s constant rebellious attitude… I trusted you enough to atleast silence him for a time…” Isaik said nonchalantly, “If you have no desire to fight so be it.” Isaik said.
That’s when Isaik became more serious… The dark puppet master pushed his will into his tentackes attempting to fill them with life and healing to combat the burning… “You don’t think I can keep you in balance? You must trust me my Yumara…” Isaik hissed, watching his minion closely, he was sensing something dire.
Isaik easily caught the puzzle box, he quickly concealed the device it was not meant for anyone currently here… Isaik was a odd creature, he lied, cheated and killed without emotion but at other times he kept his word, usually for his own enjoyment… It would likely be someone’s else’s as well…
The second moment the forest began to dry away Isaik knew something was up… The dark puppet master had to act sooner than he thought… Glaring at Salkeen who grew ever more ready to continue his assault on Yumara, Isaik demanded control… “You wish for your prize??” The dark puppet master asked… “I offer a new contract my minion…” Isaik hissed glaring at Salkeen… “The location of Nihilam, a new sanctuary for Jericha aboard your new vessel or a place of your choice… In exchange? Clean up this mess with Izzabelle, Void the old contract…” Isaik hissed, he demanded action… Isaik could feel more than most he needed to assert all his attention to Yumara… Isaik had no desire to lose his Yumara…