The figure floated overhead of the massive structure. Within seconds he saw it crumble to nothing and vanish from sight completely. A part of the black-haired boy died on the inside at that moment, for it was his "beautiful" creation; one which he had crafted from near nothingness.
Regardless, he had accomplished his task. The wheel of fate was turning, and the conquering of Marax was only the first step in his master plan.
Basil watched as a series of figures flew away from the remains of the dungeon, one of which was carrying the Djinn along with him it seemed. Hopefully he would be wise enough to spread word of its marvels. Well first he'd have to learn how to unlock its true powers; however Basil had other things to worry about at the moment.
Regardless, he had accomplished his task. The wheel of fate was turning, and the conquering of Marax was only the first step in his master plan.
Basil watched as a series of figures flew away from the remains of the dungeon, one of which was carrying the Djinn along with him it seemed. Hopefully he would be wise enough to spread word of its marvels. Well first he'd have to learn how to unlock its true powers; however Basil had other things to worry about at the moment.