Instead he had been taught a new way, which he could only explain as almost feeding his portal in on itself, threading it through itself faster and faster until the force of rotation caused it to form a spinning ring like undulating soft dough as it becomes a donut.
In this form the power he could draw from the elemental plane of water was many times higher in magnitude than what he had been able to do before. The magic of the Bremethren was more brute force than the refined magic back in Kalana, it needed no command words, but just practice in manipulating the energies and forces to intertwine with the physical world to get the desired results. In this respect it was faster to wield than Kalanan magic, but it was difficult to sustain for long periods...at least for Airon and Ziron at the moment.
Caikan nodded in satisfaction at the azure blue font of Ziron and the light blue font of Airon as they undulated. “Brother” He nodded to Kankai and they both opened their fonts, his the red of fire and Kankai’s the brown of earth.
“Now we must try what has never been tried before, we must attempt to entwine our fonts, so that each overlaps a little with the other.”
The four brothers concentrated and a small stream of bright red blood began to trickle from their nose down their white alabaster like skin.
At the moment when the four fonts first touched, each brother shivered, their skin becoming rough with goose bumps. When they entwined fully, each brother dropped to his knees, their eyes became light illuminating red lanterns and their hair began to wave erratically with a life of its own, like hair reaching for a static charged balloon.
“It’s wonderful!” Ziron gasped.
“Yes, like being whole for the first time.” Kankai added.
“Like being a God!” Airon trembled.
“There are no Gods, just Bremethren.” Caikan said with a grin. “Submit control to me my brothers.”
Ziron released himself to Caikan’s will and could suddenly see through his fire brother’s eyes. His gaze hunted quickly around the auditorium, seeking a particular family of senators sat together. Ziron could feel the emotions and basic thoughts of his brother; this family had long been believed to have been those responsible for arranging the kidnapping all those years ago. They had tried to snatch all four of the baby boys; hoping to raise them and subvert them to their own cause, but they had only been successful in grabbing two, and these they had lost at sea in a terrible storm.
Ziron felt his brothers anger rise, then too his own along with Airon and KanKai, oh how glorious the rage was but it was nothing in comparison to the power that Caikan ripped from the combined Wielder Fonts.
Where the thirty wielders of family Livarious had been sitting just moments before, an empty hole, burned through by sorcerous energies the like none of them had seen before, now shimmered with heat. Not only were their no remains of the wielders, but where smooth black marble should have been was a seamless circular passage reaching right out to the outer wall and through several buildings beyond!
Ziron opened his eyes and found his face resting, in a small pool of his own blood, on the marble floor. His brothers too were just coming round and starting to rise from the floor. A slow clapping sound started, gradually growing in volume, as more and more of the Senate applauded the power they had witnessed.
Airon smiled at him “I guess no one liked the Livarious family that much?”
Ziron felt sick to the very core of his being.
Chapter Six - Serum
Lloyd and Bethany sat next to each other on the settee in the lounge of Amy’s house, each with a large mug of cocoa and some chocolate biscuits. They were currently dressed in thick white bath robes, the type you find in posh hotels, each having had a hot bath. Bethany also had her hair wrapped in a cream coloured towel.
Lloyd smiled to himself as he watched his Mother and Master look