We have received news of the First Born being in the Freezone of Tuxela. As much as it brings gladness to the heart that the firstborn has gotten that strong enough to be in a place of lawlessness, it also does bring cause for alarm in the sense that we all know the extent of the capabilities of the First Born. He is like a little one who is being weaned at the current stage. There is so much that he has to learn, of which, only us can lead him to what is right. To let him roam freely in the Free Zone of Tuxela is something which we do not approve of, entirely.
This message is directed to you, the Hand of the New Light, we understand how much you have put into reference the perspectives, the First Born has lived his life in. Still yet, we must all come to the realization that the life of the FirstBorn is not entirely in his own hands. There are factors which he cannot be left to, alone, factors whic
Sub Fredesirs was speechless. The scarf at his neck swayed left and right to the harmony of the heated winds that blew about.l he spat out, huffing out in anger at the failed attempt in which he had organized. He had been the one controlling the flames, prompting them to go up higher, and now, he was shaking his hands in an attempt to turn out the flames that spread from his hand up to the huge furnace ahead of him. It was no use. The Ex-Agent had been able to evade them. No, not evade, per say. She had been falling down, just as he presumed she was. ANd he had been rather confident, Ronke as a person would not fancy the use of her Bloodline Duplication abilities to switch her form so there was no fear of her tuning into a bird or something. It was what the probe at the Main Quarters had returned to them about her characteristics. <
Ayao is the goddess of air and all that moves in the air. That means, she is also the goddess of all flying creatures and of course, the one who was the progenitor of the flying boats. By dispensation of her Aspect of Reality, she is deemed the most important of all the Orisha, that is excluding the mother of storms, Oya and the Father of Light, Obatala. Air is crucial to everyone and whether we would want to admit it or not,w e cannot deny the fact that air, if viewed as a liquid, is all about us. The vacuum in space that is between objects and things is made up of air. And thus, ibn this manner, the importance of air cannot be overlooked. In fact, if we were to understand this rather crucially, we must realize that without Air acting as space, then The Void would simply be all about us. And if so, you can only imagine the number of casualties which would rise by the day.
Earlier… GBA MMM! A loud bang exploded now and the ship suddenly rocked to the left violently. Bayo could only growl silently in pain as his head, in reaction to the sudan movement, bounced against the wooden bar just before his head, towards the left hand side of the bed. “What happened?” ROnke and Hana shouted almost immediately as they jolted out of the cabin, looks of questioning on their face towards the one at the cockpit. Shin. ‘Well…” Shin cried out to them, his head tilted upwards, looking at something which was beyond them. “We have company and they have real mood swings.” He said, tilting to the right with the steering wheel as he attempted to stabilise the ship now. ****
Beside a thorough negotiation skill as one of the prerequisites for a good CFR agent, another thing is to be considered in the midst of the yet many factors about a CFR agent. While the others may be so desiring, we would stress here once again, that lethal force is not always so desired in the CFR. If there is need forreal lethal force, there is the outer Consort of the Drakonian Confederacy or even the Inner Consort of the Drakonian Confederacy Army. If need be for thorough lethal force, then the army would be duly notified. An in such case this is often out of the hand of the CFR, However, be it known that it does not undermine the quality of the Cfr. While there is this option, the CFR does have its availability of lethal force. The Guardian and her aides are entities that are capabal of hta, so unless situation has escalated more than the numerous well trained CFR agents, then, Leth
The feeling had been instantouse for Bayo. For him to switch into the form of an Adze all in a bit and then revert back to the form of a Familiar Prime had been all so super fast. It was something which he did not think he would have been able to achieve, without Yasmin with him. Yes, of course, he could just as easily switch his body form ,without Yasmin being involved but also, he had to consider the event of the last time. He had spoked Ronke and the rest up when he had suddenly switched into the form of a growing Familiar Prime, as a youngling. He would not want something of such to repeat itself again, especially since it was bound to be a really rough ride in a bit, being that the CFR pursuing ship had arrived. It would be best not to unsettle anyone so that they could focus on what was really necessary and pivotal to their staying in the air for longer.
‘Yeoowww’ Bayo could only scream out in his mind, mentally as his whole body went through a wreath of red hot flames. Still in the gust of the momentum of the jump from earlier, his body went on, traversing space as he crossed the distance which was between the two ships. His body was roasting and he flew tall of the what, all of his insides feeling like marshmallows now. And oh, how hot the fumes were. The mere scent of the smoke that was about was roasting his nose, smelting down all of his internal organs that dealt with smell and breathing. His body hairs kept on shrinking as they blazed, the entire mass of the Lightning Fist Chimp now reduced to a literal burning mass of meat. Panic surged through his body now as Bayo crashed down to the decking of the larger CFR ship. While he wanted to re
In life, we often do not have the option of choice. I mean, there is always the matter of choice but most times we have to choose between a great evil, and a far greater evil. In times like that, our sense of being is completely eroded, vanished from sight as we try to make the best of what we have to do. Sure enough, there might be a choice, lurking somewhere down the alley but for the matter of time being, we are blinded to it. And thus, the inevitable is what we eventually have to come for. Our choices are forced by the circumstance of the present situation. Which in hindsight does not look like a choice rather. In thesis is life and his priorities to keep. So, then, knowing about the instability of battle, the question is put out to all of you here. When faced with the tightest of situations, what would you do to ensure you live? To ensure that your values are not completely wiped out. In this situation, we have a matter of doing what is b
The Hunter is a killing machine which is specifically designed for such missions of severity, they do not show emotions and have no need for that because for the missions which they are assigned for, they have to be through and effectively. Their blows need to count and so the hunters are given new identities and introduced to the quality demanding system of the CFR. WHich would mean that even their souls are inculcated and taught about the values of the Cfr. In Other Words, they live for the CFR. However,this option of being a Hunter or Huntress is always so optional and never is forced on those within or without the CFR organization. It is only for those who truly seek to unlock the next level that the Cfr holds the key to. Lest we digress, the hunter is a single entity of overwhelming force. Unless the Hunters are all occupied at the moment or the CFR wishes not to involve them, then the army of