There was a loud crash and Charon instinctively shrank into his bed, teeth chattering nervously. Then there was Edge's giggles and the hydra sighed. "Oh, it's just you, Edge. You scared me." He mumbled dumbly, wondering when his king would materialize. "Uh, are you happy with how the war turned out?" He inquired gently, scratching behind his ear absently and picking at his teeth with his claws. "I mean we lost some of our own, but no one died really so- AAh!" 

Edge pressed the sharp point of his tail deep into Charon's neck, nearly splicing the other. "Don't. You. Dare. Say. That. I lost my mate today." The young boy said through gritted teeth, trails of tears sparkling on his cheeks, seemingly really out of it. Edge... was really on the edge. Charon swallowed deeply, afraid for his king's mental health. His violet eyes had never looked so... full. It was like there was more than one person in him. 

And then Charon felt Edge hugging him and froze before returning the embrace. "Are you okay?" With a sniffle, Edge shook his head. "N-No. I... I am not... I can't.... Can't remember what it was like... to-to be human or hydra, I-I-I.... I don't know what's going on...! " He sobbed ballistically, in such a way one might think that he wasn't a total psychopath. "I-I harmed my son, a-a-a-and I can't remember fighting, and the Ygdrassil.... I don't even know if it'll work, and... and.. And December and Blizzard and Forte are -dead- and and and and-!" Edge broke down crying once more, loudly and without regret. Who was he?

"Where are Beelzebub, Leo, and Noire? They- I don't know what to-to do..." 
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Terra bit her lip and ran a hand over the tree. "This tree... legend talks about medicinal purposes. What could the hydra want of tonics and medicines? They have immortality. And they burned down entire forests, so why?" The dragoness' eyes were filled with uncertainty. There was something very sinister about the whole ordeal. 

For the first time, she took a good look at Ferrum and her eyes went wide. "You... Ferrum, you didn't....!" She said, mouth agape. His hair was to use led, he was breathing quickly, and... were those... those bite marks weren't from the war, so they were love marks. Eyes and nostrils flaring, the dragon blushed profusely. "You mated with a hydra?!? Ferrum, how could you?!? And after yelling and chastising Relin, no less!" Obviously it was not one of their allies. She frowned deeply, clearly not happy in the slightest. 

"Tell me everything, mister." She screeched. 
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The earth unfolded like a disgusting swamp of broken dreams. As Leo finally stopped and landed, Skylark was able to realize it was because the tall hydra was tired. That was alright, then... Skylark hugged his slave. "Thanks, Leo. You can take a break once we find... uhm... shelter." He nodded before clasping his brother's hand.

"Ugh, it smells so bad here...! Maybe we can find somewhere, or make someplace?" The baby dragon suggested.