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Charon cried out in pain as he felt blood welt up on his temple. He looked over to December, who was shrieking due to the crystal that had been shot at her. In little time, it had completely encased her. She had her eyes halfway open and her mouth as shut tight. This would be her prison forever, right next to Forte. She had never felt so useless- leaving the fighting to Noire and Charon?? What was the world coming to? Oh, wait, the world was destroyed.
Charon, on the other hand, even wounded, marveled at the list he had given Ferrum. Though it wouldn't do much, it would do enough. "Look at me, handsome..." He said softly, waiting to distract the dragon. As he was doing that, Noire tried once more to wrestle the gun from his hands. So long as he had the gun and crystals, they were in grave danger.
Terra didn't worry for Anemoli, he would be fine. With his wind, he was more than capable of countering any and all hydra. She was wary of Relin. How was he feeling right now? Was he worried about his children, who were at the mercy of a hydra right about now?
She stopped her idle thought as her eyes rested upon Regnum. The dragon had succumbed to his own trap, and she blinked back tears. He was the last of the reds... without him, their kind would be... Terra shook her head. Surely they would be able to break him out... somehow... "Relin, we should-" At that very moment, a wall appeared between her and Path. She gasped in surprise. This maze...!
Snickering at his handiwork in separating the two, the mist began to form right in front of Relin. It clumped to form... Edge. His eyes , violet and reflecting the will to fight and survive. His mouth curled down in a snarl. With his incident with Regnum... so much for true love. There was only the bloodlust that raged in him. "Careful..." Edge whispered.
"I'm going to rip you to pieces!" He shouted to his mate. There was no warmth or optimism in his eyes now, only hatred and rage. With a roar, he flung himself toward Relin. Not Path. Relin. Yet were different, weren't they...? "There's no such thing as Path... I was never loved..." hHe whispered brokenly as he squeezed the dragon in more of a hug than a lock. Of Relin wanted to trap him, now would be the time to do so.
Skylark slowly nodded. "Y-Yeah..." He muttered bitterly. He then held hands with his brother, smiling. "We'll always have each other." He then ruffled Leo's hair like how Daddy and Father did to him once. "And now I have you, too! Yay." He squealed.
"Sleipnir , when do you think we can be happy?"
Charon, on the other hand, even wounded, marveled at the list he had given Ferrum. Though it wouldn't do much, it would do enough. "Look at me, handsome..." He said softly, waiting to distract the dragon. As he was doing that, Noire tried once more to wrestle the gun from his hands. So long as he had the gun and crystals, they were in grave danger.
Terra didn't worry for Anemoli, he would be fine. With his wind, he was more than capable of countering any and all hydra. She was wary of Relin. How was he feeling right now? Was he worried about his children, who were at the mercy of a hydra right about now?
She stopped her idle thought as her eyes rested upon Regnum. The dragon had succumbed to his own trap, and she blinked back tears. He was the last of the reds... without him, their kind would be... Terra shook her head. Surely they would be able to break him out... somehow... "Relin, we should-" At that very moment, a wall appeared between her and Path. She gasped in surprise. This maze...!
Snickering at his handiwork in separating the two, the mist began to form right in front of Relin. It clumped to form... Edge. His eyes , violet and reflecting the will to fight and survive. His mouth curled down in a snarl. With his incident with Regnum... so much for true love. There was only the bloodlust that raged in him. "Careful..." Edge whispered.
"I'm going to rip you to pieces!" He shouted to his mate. There was no warmth or optimism in his eyes now, only hatred and rage. With a roar, he flung himself toward Relin. Not Path. Relin. Yet were different, weren't they...? "There's no such thing as Path... I was never loved..." hHe whispered brokenly as he squeezed the dragon in more of a hug than a lock. Of Relin wanted to trap him, now would be the time to do so.
Skylark slowly nodded. "Y-Yeah..." He muttered bitterly. He then held hands with his brother, smiling. "We'll always have each other." He then ruffled Leo's hair like how Daddy and Father did to him once. "And now I have you, too! Yay." He squealed.
"Sleipnir , when do you think we can be happy?"
While Xan had been living a life filled with spoils and luxury, the other apprentice, dark haired gloomy Seymour, had not. He was a wizard from he north, where they practiced forbidden magics. Seymour specialized in summoning magic. He could conjure storms, demons, and just about anything else. While this made him powerful, it also made him feared. Eventually he had to flee from his home in the North to live in central land, where magic was more common.
He could also sense the other two standing with him. Though he didn't look at them once, Seymour could sense both had strange magics. He hadn't been too surprised when he had been picked to be Ygnatuis' apprentice, but it was still quite exciting. However, the boy hid it well.
Xan's magic allowed him to see souls. There were two apprentices on either side of the red-haired young man, one looking to be around his age and the other looking a bit older. Xan knocked once more. He didn't know much about his OWN, natural magic, because he had bee told it was evil. However, he could still see the sprites in the land using only his eyes. With an impatient sighed, the boy knocked on the door once more.
He could also sense the other two standing with him. Though he didn't look at them once, Seymour could sense both had strange magics. He hadn't been too surprised when he had been picked to be Ygnatuis' apprentice, but it was still quite exciting. However, the boy hid it well.
Xan's magic allowed him to see souls. There were two apprentices on either side of the red-haired young man, one looking to be around his age and the other looking a bit older. Xan knocked once more. He didn't know much about his OWN, natural magic, because he had bee told it was evil. However, he could still see the sprites in the land using only his eyes. With an impatient sighed, the boy knocked on the door once more.
X!!!!!!!!!
The youngest prince of Vallance did his absolute best when assisting Cassius. That is, his best to make problems. He didn't do as he was asked; it was too late and too wet for that. He didn't help find a clearing next to the other tent. That was way too much work, and didn't the ground look the same anyways?
The dragon was forced to erect the tent single-handedly while Frey, spoiled brat as he was, crouched nearby and watched. After what seemed to be forever, Cassius finally finished. "Took you long enough, Cassi." Frey chimed with his ridiculous nickname. Since the dragon had to do it all by himself, it looked more pathetic than the one Asbel and August put up. "I'm sure you and August can fix it up later." Frey offered as the general called him.
Against the merciless rain, Frey began to make his way to the other tent. That was, until he heard the rest of what his brother had to say. "What? Are you mad, you idiot?!?!" Frey snapped angrily. He looked at Asbel. The Phoenix. "You can't expect me to sleep with a bird! The damn thing glows!" The Frey paused. Wait... Asbel GLOWED. How would he fall asleep if Asbel was right next to him, being well...himself?
With a snicker, Frey grinned. "Okey, guess there's no fighting you, brother!" He said perkily as he all but hopped into the tent where there were already two pillows and a blanket. He laid down, deciding to catch his breath. As Asbel walked in, Frey glared at him. "Chicken."
The dragon was forced to erect the tent single-handedly while Frey, spoiled brat as he was, crouched nearby and watched. After what seemed to be forever, Cassius finally finished. "Took you long enough, Cassi." Frey chimed with his ridiculous nickname. Since the dragon had to do it all by himself, it looked more pathetic than the one Asbel and August put up. "I'm sure you and August can fix it up later." Frey offered as the general called him.
Against the merciless rain, Frey began to make his way to the other tent. That was, until he heard the rest of what his brother had to say. "What? Are you mad, you idiot?!?!" Frey snapped angrily. He looked at Asbel. The Phoenix. "You can't expect me to sleep with a bird! The damn thing glows!" The Frey paused. Wait... Asbel GLOWED. How would he fall asleep if Asbel was right next to him, being well...himself?
With a snicker, Frey grinned. "Okey, guess there's no fighting you, brother!" He said perkily as he all but hopped into the tent where there were already two pillows and a blanket. He laid down, deciding to catch his breath. As Asbel walked in, Frey glared at him. "Chicken."
A scream escaped the hydra as Regnum suddenly stepped on the crystal with his own foot. "What in the hell are you-" But he was cut short by the fire dragon's cruel words. He gritted his teeth as tears firmed in his eyes and fell to the ground. He was angry.. Nevertheless, Edge drew back his hand so it wouldn't be eaten by the crystal.
With violet eyes, the male observed Regnum. Had he done it only to be spiteful? Edge realized the only one who was really hurt was himself. And he almost felt like crying all over. He didn't belong in a battlefield, he didn't belong. He couldn't stand the hateful gaze that Regnum still held. The dragon could think and feel, as if he was forced to listen. "I really did love you, you know. But I don't need to know if you loved me; that's trivial. I need to know if Path loves me. How do you call him now? Relin...?" And with that, Edge dispersed into the air with a snicker.
Suddenly, all three of the hydra stomped Ferrum from above, trying to knock him off balance by using their numbers. Noire screeched, "Pluck his scales! They're tough, but they come off if you scratch hard enough at the tips!" Charon only nodded before trying to use his own powers.
While December tried to wrestle the gun from Ferrum's grasp, Charon locked eyes with the metal dragon and licked his lips hungrily. With a leap, Charon closed the distance between the two of them with a kiss. He just needed a few seconds for his aphrodisiac to seep in...
"As can I." Terra chimed as she followed the young dragon. Though he was pretty old, he was still young by dragon standards. She took another breath of the odd mist. It was impairing her senses only a bit. She spotted a discoloration in the mist... "Hydra." She declared before the mist dispersed once more, causing her to grit her teeth in frustration.
Skylark was thinking about Father as well. Father said he would always protect him, but it seemed Sky had to protect himself. His eyes were agift, and he loved them. The ability to reduce this hydra into little more than his toy was exhilerating. When he was older, maybe he could use Leo for other things as well. Take away the hydra's mind and make him a mindless pet for good... Sky drooled just thinking about it.
"You can touch Daddy, I think. Leo. Will you be my mate?" Sky asked naively as he placed a kiss on his pet's hair lovingly. He then gave a sad look to Sleipnir."Father will come back for us! He loves us! I know father will come back for me! He has to!" Sky objected angrily. He loved Path, the white dragon. Sy then began to cry a bit.
"Sleipnir , why would you say that...?"
With violet eyes, the male observed Regnum. Had he done it only to be spiteful? Edge realized the only one who was really hurt was himself. And he almost felt like crying all over. He didn't belong in a battlefield, he didn't belong. He couldn't stand the hateful gaze that Regnum still held. The dragon could think and feel, as if he was forced to listen. "I really did love you, you know. But I don't need to know if you loved me; that's trivial. I need to know if Path loves me. How do you call him now? Relin...?" And with that, Edge dispersed into the air with a snicker.
Suddenly, all three of the hydra stomped Ferrum from above, trying to knock him off balance by using their numbers. Noire screeched, "Pluck his scales! They're tough, but they come off if you scratch hard enough at the tips!" Charon only nodded before trying to use his own powers.
While December tried to wrestle the gun from Ferrum's grasp, Charon locked eyes with the metal dragon and licked his lips hungrily. With a leap, Charon closed the distance between the two of them with a kiss. He just needed a few seconds for his aphrodisiac to seep in...
"As can I." Terra chimed as she followed the young dragon. Though he was pretty old, he was still young by dragon standards. She took another breath of the odd mist. It was impairing her senses only a bit. She spotted a discoloration in the mist... "Hydra." She declared before the mist dispersed once more, causing her to grit her teeth in frustration.
Skylark was thinking about Father as well. Father said he would always protect him, but it seemed Sky had to protect himself. His eyes were agift, and he loved them. The ability to reduce this hydra into little more than his toy was exhilerating. When he was older, maybe he could use Leo for other things as well. Take away the hydra's mind and make him a mindless pet for good... Sky drooled just thinking about it.
"You can touch Daddy, I think. Leo. Will you be my mate?" Sky asked naively as he placed a kiss on his pet's hair lovingly. He then gave a sad look to Sleipnir."Father will come back for us! He loves us! I know father will come back for me! He has to!" Sky objected angrily. He loved Path, the white dragon. Sy then began to cry a bit.
"Sleipnir , why would you say that...?"
Introducing Seymour...
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