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With the ritual coming the Knight decided to make his way for the nearby mountain. He had received some explanation from the Skink about what was suppose to happen, and from the way he understood things this was the best way to experience what was to happen.
Adok had decided to stay back from the hike. He said that he wanted to feel how the magic and influence the ritual had upon the world close up and that going to the nearby mountains to witness what was the end result was against that interest.
So Lucian made his way up the slopes alone.
It was with great ease that he climbed the mountain. With his scythe on his back the Knight was easily able to climb the steepest of slopes without even needing a running start. Where he needed to climb he did so with ease, throwing himself from one edge to the other with inhuman strength. If there needed to he a place to hold his hand, the Knight simply struck the stone with his scythe to make it.
He was a Grail Knight. Something as simple as a mountain was not going to stop him from doing what he wanted to do.
The climb did take the time it intended to take. Lucian had watched the sun go behind the mountain. Soon the darkness of night took over the realm. In the sky there was no moon, neither Mannslieb or Morrslieb made themselves known to it. Here Lucian could see the stars dotting the sky with a ribbon of which that held things beyond the Knight’s imagination.
Standing above a cliff that looked over the temples, the Knight was seeing the entire lake at once. Below the lake was something that encompassed all the eye could see but here it was reasonable. The small specks of light, those of his fellows, danced among the great ziggurats that were the temples of the Lizardmen. As they danced, the lake reflected the stars above.
Then, the world began to become empowered.
