[bamthedoc]

[color=royal blue]Good! It is coming to pass! Ryu watches the images, a wide grin on his face. One of the "militia" is angered by this show of defiance and smacks him hard. Ryu's head doesn't jerk in the least. Blood streaks down his face slightly as the "militia" who struck him realizes that dragon fangs are now within Ryu's mouth. He looks again and realizes that Ryu looks different. He...how can it best be discribed? Ryu looks to be an odd mix, of sorts, of a dragon, human, elf, and angel.

Militia: What is he doing?
Leader: This is not known to us!

Ryu allows a smirk to overtake his face. He looks to May, and on word passes his lips in every tongue ever known to the multi-planes. "SoulLore". Ryu then begins uttering thing in archaic, dragonic, elvish (high order), common, dwarven, and so on and so forth. The dialogue is so complex and confusing that many of the "militia" begin to cover their ears as thier brains beel as they are about to explode. It is as if the very words of this spell are too much for them to process.

May: What?
Ryu: NOW!!

In May's Mind

Ryu: Hello, May.
May: Where...where are we?
Trias: Do you not recognize your own mind?
May: What are you doing here, Ryu?
Ryu: It is time. SoulLore has chosen you.
Avian: We chose you this path a long time ago.
Bahamut: And you both know of us already.
Trias: So you are the multi-plane ancestors of Ryu.
Avian and Bahamut: Yes.
Ryu: I think it's time we show these thugs a thing or two.
May: How can I fight so many without your aid outside my mind?
Ryu: Simple. You need only slay one of those abominations to release me -- to master what SoulLore gives you. Allow this Holy Avenger to aid you.

Ryu then is engulfed in light as a golden armor covers his body. He looks angelic, which is strange. May knows, however, that Ryu is simply taking on the closest form possible to whom he is aiding. Trias stands, his soul ready to help in any way he can.[/color]