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Mila She nodded again, mostly to herself. This was enough for today experiment, she wanted to set things up for the next round. Having a gasp on the situation for now. He was left alone with the music, her analyzing with their collages if the music could have other effect, and what type of effect those could be. The next day He was placed in a indoor garden area. It was one of the training grounds. He was given headphones to listen to music. Today experiment would test his battle and life perseverance will. Would he fight if the music is hear-able if his life was on the coin, or would he be like a rag doll. The amount of pain he may feel was something the doctors were interested in too. Mila observed the room. The cat being was waiting in a rooms cage for his orders. Once they see the first part of the experiment they were planning on changing the music with a really faulty and out of accord version of the song he enjoyed. It sounded horrible even to her own non musical ears. Cana's Doctor He was quite annoyed and surprised a subject just directly walked up to him and spoke. Walked in his lab while he was working and interrupted him so rudely. His brow arching up as he patiently listened to the complain the bird experiment had. '' A weapon like him and you shouldnt go and complain or dysfunction, if you wish to exist.'' He walked to the one of the personal working with him speaking aloud. ''Please miss, could you change the thank you letter to .... Lorenzo yeah Lorenzos creator, informing him the medicine the bird is getting has probably a bad side effect making him think he is in command and could tell others what are they to do. Its my warm hearten concern that maybe the experiment Lorenzo isnt controllable.'' The man said in a most relaxed tone. For him with out dr Pauls around meant he could more frequently dispose of the things that didnt obey or work, instead of keeping them for in his opinion no reason. It was truly a blessing the guy was gone. ''Ah sir, should we change anything with subject Cana...'' The personal asked to be interrupted by the doctor. ''Of course not, he shall be disposed off tomorrow his meat can be given to the guys working on bio weapons. Like that he will be of some use. ''

The sun was setting as the gossip poured over the streets of Gold Village. The newspaper were vague and unsatisfactory to fulfill the need of the humans questioning what happened, two days ago. In front of the fountain a man with a mean face expression slowly walked to a cheerfully old lady who was making a wool scarf. ''My boy, my boy. Nice to see you. It so nice to have someone to talk and to know someone is thinking of a old lady like me, hoho~'' The grandmother laughed not raising her eyes from her hand work. The man sat beside her with a grunt, it was his default expression to glare at the world. ''Tell me all about the night of the fire.'' She encouraged the man. ''You first.'' Was his response which the old lady happily took. '' Oh you see some of the politicians in our parliament vanished that night. The king locked himself and his family for safety away. There arent proof but the whole city brooms about the conspiracy. This children this days dont know how to make a over thrown them self.'' She shock her head but continued in her cheerfully tone. '' It was being said that the people who vanished were taking enormous sums out of the city budget to pay hunters to develop weapons not only intended for capturing nasty beast but actually using it against the king. '' ''The younger generations sure love to be flashy and have money. I even feel ashamed for them.'' The ex hunter sighed taking a flask out a inner pocket and taking a sip. He glared towards anyone who would stop to look at the unusually pair sitting by the fountain. Most humans hurried out there as if they were held by a gun point. ''What will they do?'' He asked the old lady a ex hunter too. ''The parliament? they would love to arrest the whole guild. They will not do it. The hunters do have a powerful argument on their side no?'' ''..... the fire .... The damage done by the escaping dragons shouldnt have caused such a wide spread fire. Something else set it once they were gone... The guild is struggling to count the damage down. '' He fall silent looking in the distance of the plaza, his eyes searching the shadows as if they sensed someone. ''And?'' The old lady urged him, as she placed her half finished wool cap on the lap. Looking directly at her company. '' How many of the low life made it out?'' ''Nearly all....some were killed. They are trying to figure what to do with the demons burn bodies. Hoping to do something productive. '' the man sad with a heavy sigh leaning back in the bench his hand covering his eyes. '' They are lacking a facility to do anything productive. ''The woman helpfully pointed out the oblivious making the man crack a smile. ''The momentary leader of the guild is awaiting a revenge attack from the dragons any day now.'' ''Stupid. They are really hopeless with out us old folk. Getting their hands dirty with human politics, the hunters honor dirtied by such a silliness as money for experiments that in most cases just failed.'' He stood up and said his goodbyes the demons were wandering the town, he felt it in his bones. The guild was in completely disorder, not to mention the church who was kissing ass of the dragons. They were no gods. At best they could be seen as bag of gold. Wandering in his bar, he wondered if the fate would have looked different if he didnt sell information of his dragon pretending to be normal humans guest to his old guild. They proved them self useless in all sense. He went behind his trusted bar stand and leaned on a high chair. ''Next time I am holding my lips shut. Dragon or humans as long as they pay I will not kill them myself....''After a few moments of thinking he added in his mumbling. ''...for heck even a demon I will serve you cannot relay on the young thirsting for power.'' As the sun set his bar opened letting rumor filled with fear of creatures that were seen during the night and gossip full of hate and disappointment freely flow in with the happy drunks. ----------------------------------------------------------- Meantime a half a hour away from the town, protected under a magical shield the dragons hold their Festival of Aging. It was the end of the third day the last of the children were stepping in front of the grand grandmothers and grand grandfathers showing off their improvement in magic, so they could age on to being a teen, with the recognition of the most powerfully dragons. Some dragons watched the ceremony of again some minded their own businesses, preferring to watch a another age group, or simply minding their own business. The dragons tribe didnt appear to show any worries for the future in opposite to the neighbour human town. They heard the news that dragons were captured by the hunters and freed a few hours later. Going their daily festival life everything is good what ends good, right? The grand grand mother Mirazan was annoyed with the decision of some of the more curios adults to gawk at the damage done to the hunters by their fellow dragons, using the church on the opposite side as a safe place. Voicing her announcement aloud and warning them to lay low that the church wasnt a safe place, grumbling on no end at them, still letting them follow their free will, even if she found it stupid to a full new level. Thought the curios dragons could as simply stay in the tribe to enjoy a talk with humans. One couldnt hide for long that the grand grandparents invited some humans to the tribe for the duration of festival. And so many dragons would question the humans about anything from asking why their fridge didnt work when they bite off the cables,the object they stole at one of those days, till the begging to be told good night stories. The ones who disapproved of the humans in general nagged and snarled at them but didnt do anything more. Guest of the grand grand parents were sadly not up for being eaten. Much to some dragons displeasure. Neither were the guest allowed to snack on the dragons of the tribe, this mainly was intended at Draken. The other grand grand parents found the curiosity over humans a welcome thing. It would distracted the dragons and maybe even keep them safe in the tribe. All of the grand parents were warned by the grand grand parents about the possible demons wandering in the tribe. It was a question if such beings would be repealed by the ancient magic or not, taking in the account the shield was somewhat weaken thanks to the machines of the hunters. The uncertain made them act carefully, as same warned to not talk about it to anyone else. Knowing full well that some would just go search for the demons because they never saw one before. This was why most of the grandparents casually wandered the tribe and the woods of the fairies and pixies scanning for any unknown being. In the woods where the fairies lived a guest was already making him self comfortable. It was a chicken. Not any chicken but a legendary chicken. As this little bird was the bird who lived. It journey started when a dragon took her to the tribe as a meal, in which the chicken escaped her capture to be cashed by nearly all babies and child dragons all over the tribe. Dodging fire balls, flapping its wings over the pitfalls. Once running away from that stampede of dragons young-lings it avoided for a feather length having her head cut off when the dragon slayer was cutting trees to lure out dragons. It avoided even the hungry animals of the woods to found its sanctuary under the pixies and fairies, who considered the brave chicken a miracle as it didnt yet die from a heart attack from everything it lived thought. The little magical beings healed the chicken who lived and gave her their own magic to use. Little did the chicken knew, that her story wasnt yet done. Well... the chicken little did know anything at all, but that digressing....

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