Stepping Up

He had followed Drakan to the battlefield that day and witnessed him take on the once alpha, Dragon Ancora. Even though Dragon was now blind, Elias did not underestimate him as an opponent.. however, he didn't quite expect Drakan to come out with such a flawless victory, either. Everyone has off-days, Elias almost hoped to see Dragon in action again one day.. but for now, he was immensely proud of Drakan and the honor he brought to Ruina with such a humble victory.

The call came with no surprise to Elias, Drakan had been in the pack for a while now.. always a trusted presence around the Imps and always upholding a dutiful attitude and sense of respect for the other pack members. He was a part of Ruina now, and the dedication to the pack flowing from him let Elias know he was nearly ready for his oath. With a smirk playing on his lips, the proud beast picked himself up from the ashy plateau of the volcano and made his way up the mountains.

When he arrived, he flashed a toothy smile toward Drakan for just a brief moment. His posture spoke of a regal noble with his head raised, though his ears remained pointed upright and focused on Drakan like the twisted horns of a demon. His chest, lightly heaving from climbing the mountain, displayed the scar across his chest broadly as he came to a stop in front of the now Purgatorian.

"Drakan," he addressed him simply.

"Good work on The Battlefield. I don't think you even got a scratch on you from that, did you?" He smirked.

"You have completed your Rite of Passage and may claim your rightful place among Ruina. You have proven to our demons that you are more than worthy of their strength and protection, you were crafted for this. In order to embrace this strength, you must oath yourself to the blood of The Apollyon - the first wolf. As a Purgatorian, you have been given free reign over our lands to observe the way we do things within the pack. By now, you should understand the importance and value of souls and what we are aiming to do here. Collect them, so that they may no longer be lost. This is not always a glamorous lifestyle and we run the risk of upsetting those who do not understand the mercy we offer by guiding these souls back to home, but we know in our hearts and in our blood that it is what is right. It is what we are meant to do. Do you believe yourself ready?" He raised one of those lighter eye dots, though his face was as calm and serious as ever in this moment. Even his words were spoken through stressed syllables around thick teeth, his eyes narrowed and focused as he studied Drakan's features. He admired this one, but was the life of a Reaper a life for him?