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The body of the fly begins to twitch a contort... from the inside out, almost like a snake shedding its skin, a dark almost obsidian colored maggot crawls from the dismembered remains of the fly. With immense speed it feverishly crawls for the corner for the room
The room lay silent for a moment... the fly drops like a rock from where it was frozen in time, the thud of its body hitting the floor seemingly louder and more solid than it should have been.
The fly continues to antagonize the elf for a moment, then right infront of Fenris' face, the fly freezes mid-air wings and all. Motionless and idle
The fly is persistent on continuing to perch itself upon the spear.
After Fenris' last attempt at shooing, the fly begins buzzing increasingly more aggressively around the elf's face
The fly detaches from the wall and begins to buzz around the room, eventually landing on the tip of Fenris' spear.
A singular fly remains unnoticed... accompanying the group. Filii uses his dark magic to spy on and observe more as he patiently resides back in his underworld dwelling. No need to cause all the commotion so soon... Filii is just getting started
Filii feels the raw emotion flow into him from the two elves.
He again conjures up a mass of flies, this time re-morphing inches from Fenris' face.

His glowing eyes gaze deep into Fenris, as he quietly and hollowly growls,

"You may want to watch how you speak to me, pitiful elf..."

His face inches closer in to Fenris' face... nearly touching,
The poison and spit is leaking from his mouth as his serpent tongue
flicks about, remembering this scent... this taste...

"I bet your soul tastes even better than your parents did..." he whispers
His voice gurgles with evil and poisonous saliva
"You will regret addressing me in such a manor... your soul is on my list and I'm going to make sure I drain you of every drop of love and hope"
Blood now was falling from Filii's eyes
With a burst of energy he had been absorbing since he arrived, he levitates up into the center of the room

With a bass like boom and a room shaking shrill he screams out;
"EVERYTHING YOU LOVE WILL BE ERADICATED AND EVERYTHING OF YOUR WORST NIGHTMARES WILL COME TRUE"

With a burst of light his body is engulfed in maggots, the mass falls to the floor and the maggots lay there, squirming and scattering

a faint whisper echo's through the air in Filii's absence

"We'll see whose soul is who's, my dear friend..."
Filii finds great humor at the thought of Fenris being slaughtered by the power of this Necromancer... Surely this elf stands no chance against such a strong adversary.

Filii is the one who deserves the soul of such a entity of immense power and wisdom

He fixes his eyes upon Vencross,

"We'll see whose soul is who's with the passing time, my dear friend."

Filii's eyes roll back in his head as he embodies himself as a swarm of flies and swarms the other Elf boy whom he learned is named "Blaze"

The flies conjure back into Filii's living form, inches away from Blaze's body with his hand on the elf's shoulder

he whispers
"Has anyone claimed YOUR soul yet, my lovely?"
His cold dead breath bouncing of the back of Blaze's neck
Filii flicks his tongue searching for the scent of the being that has acknowledged him.

A hideous smile stretches across his mangled face...exposing his serpent like fangs dripping with drool and pungent poison.
The power emitting off of Darksoul continues to excite Filii... absorbing every drip and drop he can into his own aurora.

"Just a mere observer, my dear friend. Some speak of your work in the underworld... and I wanted to see and feel the power for myself with my own eyes... and I must say I am quite impressed from what I have experienced so far."

Filii's gaze flicks to the Elf boy

"My presence isn't to envoke violence..."
He pauses.
A drop of poison from his gaping jaws falls to the floor and dissipates with a fizzle and puff of smoke

"Although the elf's delicious soul does seem to be beckoning to me..."

A light whisper of hollow demonic tongue protrudes from the darkest corner of the room

Filii whispers his demonic language in prayer to contact his Unholy father...
"Carum scelesti patris videtur hic homo stultus est qui Auroram vocant Vencross ambitiose me confortat"

"Oh my unholy father, the humans here seem foolish and stubborn... but the one who they call Vencross' aurora intrigues and excites me"

Filii flicks his serpent tongue, as his curiosity is now peaked. It seems as though he has underestimated the power of some of the entities that inhabit this plane of existence. He commits to the shadows surrounding him and continues to observe the conflict eager for more.
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