Dracel's and Luc's meeting

Teleporting into The Citadel

"Master what do u wish of me."

Dracel was sitting on an armchair while the female maids served the lieutenant a glass of wine and gave him a key. He didn't have his eyepatch, which revealed his burnt eye and on his chest their were some scars. Over his powerfully built chest, a highly sophisticated breastplate was being attached by a group of scientists. " You are late. I told you to come here immediately. I had to wait a whole second for you to come here. What is your excuse?' Said Dracel as the taller man stood up and walked up to his second-in-command. He was at least a head taller than the already tall warrior. As he stood up, the scientists all tired to finish fitting his breastplate on in a rather humorous manner.

As he refuses the wine

"Sorry master i was in the middle of killing"

Dracel laughed and placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay I'm just messing with ya! Look, I wanna discuss several things with you and I want your honest opinion." Said Dracel as he grunted and made all his attendants leave the room while he crossed his arms.

"Yes what r they."

Dracel kicked his subordinate a chair and gave him a remote. " First, is the discussion on whether or not I give you control over the Undercity or the Blood Forge. I need someone strong and powerful, yet loyal and trustworthy. Currently, you are my first officer but I also need a strong disciplinarian to handle the Huntfield and train the rookies." Said Dracel as he placed a blue eyepatch on his burnt eye.

"I wish not to be tied down to something currently because i am trying to learn some spells from those of who will teach me and r not scared but if it is ur wishes that i run one of those." Said Luc as he sat down in the chair.

"You would train with gaunt old men, yet not truing with your own father? I am somewhat disappointed. Regardless, I will give you authority over the Huntsfields where you will train the new recruits and report to me their individual assessments and I shall do all the main politics. Having the Huntsfields as your seat of powers allows you residence in my old estate of Bacchanalia so feel free to enjoy it to your hearts contempt.  Now, what is this spell you are working on, I am sure I can train you myself." Said Dracel as he winked at his second-in-command to press the button on the remote.

Standing and walking to a window he scanned the area to find what he had seen many times the undercity and the huntsfield.Pressing the button

"I have the idea of working on a draining magic spell"

Dracel barked at a servant to bring him some cake and he offered a slice to his lieutenant as he stuffed his face with the incredibly intricate and wonderfully tasting treat. He might be a warrior of legendary strength, but he sure was a glutton in every aspect. "Why waste your time on that kind of spell? I can teach you several deadlier spells including spells that aren't just drain spells." Said the mighty warrior as he extended the slice of cake to his trusted commander.

Taking the cake but not eating it.

"I know u could but i wish to focus on this spell because many in the land know magic and if i can take that they probable lack defense. Though i will also need a defense spell or something to defend with because i might not be the only one thinking of such things."

Dracel kept munching down on his cake as he listened to Luc. HE ended the whole dessert and told a maid to clean up. Afterwards he told Luc to click the remote. "When it comes to defense, I really don't have that many sources. I can teach you my armadura and armas spells but the later doesn't really count as a true defensive spell. " Said Dracel as he eagerly awaited Luc to push the button.

"It seems the button didnt work the first time."

Pushes button harder.Takes a bite out of Cake.Then gives it back to Dracel im sorry i was to busy talking to pay attention to the cake being chocolate.

Dracel smiled as the armor activated and he became enveloped in a massive veil of energy. Afterwards, the breastplate sucked in all the energy and glowed the same color as the energy.
"Shoot a purely offensive spell at me." Demanded Dracel as his breastplate shone red.

Aparecer (summons ten spears using little to no blood) Lanzamiento Armas (shoots one after another spear at dracel) Father I dont want as much offense i want some defense.

Dracel's breastplate shone a bright energy and turned as black as the night as the spears smashed against his armor. The spears begun to disintegrate and upon a large explosion, he was covered with a deep black aura that could destroy anything within a three feet radius.

"Allow me to introduce you with the Caesar's Breastplate. It allows me to convert all the magic thrown to me into energy for my own personal use. Afterwards I can redirect the energy into a storm of power that has thrice as much power as the original spell. Neat right?" Asked Dracel as he showcased a wolfish grin.