(Coltric, I'm going to ask you to remove that this once. Characters getting their weapons will be scripted moments, and you've already gained something.)
As the group moved further into the town, the strangeness grew; the wooden buildings were on fire, casting light on everything around them, and yet, they were not burning. The flames did not move, nor did the smoke emitted from them. At one point, there was a wooden bucket in the air with water splashing out towards the fire, and yet it was not moving. The only remnants of anyone were faint ashen outlines in the flames.
Nyra nodded and gave a slight smirk, then stepped forward and planted a kiss on Rowan's lips, her black feathered wings wrapping around her new follower as she sealed the pact in the same way she had with Rhyse. When she released Rowan, the small hybrid wore a new bracer on her left forearm. It had several shards of purpleish blue crystal point down in slots directed at her arm. These shot down into Rowan's flesh, making Rowan instantly increasing any lust she had.(in this case, the lust for revenge.This is how Rhyse wouldve been affected as well, but for bloodlust.) They were now in the throne room of the gods and the Drek were gone; Rhyse had been transported with them. "I know a few good uses for you... Rhyse, meet your new companion."
"I do not believe they will." Lunith said. "One was lost just now, and I'm sure I know whom she was lost to." She stopped at the town center and looked the stables over. "Use the wall of the stables to get a feel for your weapons. We have some time now, though I don't know how long it will last."