Anui and Lila's tussle in the silver light was not interrupted. Anui refused to wince at Lila's clawing. Their experience no matter what was not a degradation to either one. Two pure temples of the night embracing each others flesh. Anui smiled at Lila as he kept his sight on her eyes but left a hand on her bare thigh.
"I felt your soul." He whispered. Sincerely looking at her.
"I felt the beast in you. A cold hardened blade untouched.." He kissed her bare stomach gently. "I felt you melt." He kissed her chest gently.
Soon after a whirl of sound came hurtling down the halls through out the castle. The many whirling steps and depth of their location was nothing to this nearly sentient wave. Like a creeping beast it emerged and engulfed their ears. The sound echoed through the cave.
"WHERE IS MY SON!?" Anui looked up. His eyes searching the ceiling before he looked at the entrance of the cave.
"Mother..."
It was time. With Illia within the room and the door closed Vrondi presented her forward. "This is Illia. The Seer of all. With your gift, Illia, we can attempt to see what brought down the ancient dragon gods. And their one true lord. The God of them all. Tevlaniuk.."[/color] Whilst floating Vrondi made his way to the center to the edge of the table. He brought a hand down and Illia looked up at him.
"I see. I do apologize dear king. But I have lost my orb when attacked by a servant of Nuxta. If not for your knights I may have suffered worse." Vrondi's eyes widened. He looked to the Nero corner. In the hand of Sleeth's guest was a seeing orb.
"What you've said is quite unfortunate. Yet it was fate for you to be saved by such valiant adventurers. I dare say they pale to knights. I apologize. Not seeing the impending danger. It seems our enemy is constantly making moves. We must act fast." He extended a hand to Sleeth's guest.
"May we make use of your orb?" The dark hooded woman whose face was hardly visible seemed unaware of how to react. Sleeth's arm quickly blocked her, coming in between Vrondi and her.
"What's wrong? Does the King of light not have his own materials? Is this a favor?" He smirked. Vrondi looked at him a bit defeated. Magnixx and the others crossed their arms or muttered how arrogant Sleeth was.
"This will be for the benefit of us all." Said Vrondi. Sleeth shook his head slowly.
"I'm not convinced." Vrondi looked at Sleeth now with a curious expression. But before he could speak the soft voice of the woman holding the sphere next to Sleeth began to cry out.
"I-I am willing to allow this. Borrow it as long as you.. we.. need to." Her head lowered she was nearly trembling in nervousness and anticipation. Sleeth looked at her briefly before sitting back in his seat, dropping his arm.
"Tch. Do as you wish then." The woman nodded to Sleeth weakly and then turned to Illia. She held out the orb in both hands.
Illia grabbed the King's hand and stood a top the long stone table. She then reached down and held onto the orb with both hands.
"Thank you." She stood. Walking next to Vrondi on the table in front of all the Kings and Queens. Including Sophia. Illia brought the orb up. Then let it go. The orb began to float midair. Light emitting from it in sparkling flashes across its surface.
"Such a feat will require nearly all of my energy. And some. Vrondi, if you would be so kind." The King nodded to her. He brought his hands to her back and gently pressed them against her flesh. Her elegant flesh began to give off a feint glow. She closed her eyes as if in a peaceful rest. Then the light in the orb exploded enveloping everyone.
The group would regain their vision but would be sitting in their seats at the table while in a wide field with countless hills. The grass was tall and lusciously green. Yet patches of fires burned and curved into smoke clouds in the sky. Countless shadows emerged into the sky from the highest hills at the horizon on the east and to the west shadows emerged from the ground. When they met the chaos was all around them. Armored knights slaying hordes of dragons with magic and weapons. Leading the knights were angelic beings. Each riding mythical dragons. As two combated near them the group would see the massive size of the battle. Each dragon being titanic and their riders, though dwarfed, were much larger than most if not all descendants.
A dragon pinned another. Its angelic rider wearing black armor and having silver wings. His spear was to the dragons neck, whilst the dragon he rode held it down.
"You traitor!" The pinned dragon screamed. The Dragon above it snarled.
"You fight to save the old ways. But the all maker demands a change, or we will all perish!" With a savage howl it clawed open its foes underbelly while the knight skewered its throat. Rivers of crimson flowed and off they were to continue fighting the countless war.
"This was the dragon war. Long ago our ancestors used their kinship to the dragons to fight them. And their subordinates." Vrondi said. Pointing to the growing army beneath the dragons of various creatures. Giants, elves, orcs, and goblins. More sentient beings that no descendant has ever seen or may have even heard of. With a time lapse the battle field was scattered, covered in bodies. All that remained were a few dragons and the angelic knights not yet dead that fought them. A divine light out shined all auras there, despite how powerful they could feel they were. Even in a presumed illusion the auras felt real.
"All must end and begin anew."A soft gentle voice echoed out. Before it was the whirling form of black fire. It morphed into the vague silhouette of a massive dragon. Its size could only be seen as a mountain facing a small figure of light. The size, the intensity of the darkness was pierced with glowing red dagger like eyes with a golden slit.
"I am a child of eternal chaos. I will never cease to exist." The growling vicious voice of a angered beast echoed throughout the land. Yet the small light before it, sharp and bright as the sun in the void, continued to stand before the dark.
"You will exist only to maintain the cycle. This will amend the chaos and give birth to divinity. Now. I cast away thine flesh and with the chains of the all maker I bind your soul. Now rest.. for eternity..."A bright white light cut through the mass of darkness. A terrible roar could be heard that shook the world. Earthquakes erupted everywhere. Volcanoes emerged within seconds. The darkness was cast away and all that remained was the white form of a baby dragon within a crystal egg. It slept peacefully before lowering slowly into the cracks of the earth. Light burst through the cracks of the earth and things seemed to get a lot worse. Stalagmites twice the size of mountains began to jut out of the earth. Soon it surrounded the entire world. All but where they sat. In fact the mass of land they sat on seemed to be rapidly growing through a time lapse.
Soon kingdoms were being grown and descendants were seen living their lives in lush environments. Far along the edge of the waters though the stalagmites remained. A blockade yet also a reminder of their worlds fragility.
"This is after the war. When I was still quite young." Vrondi said. Looking at the lush fields. They were in Vrondi territory, but long ago. Perhaps over 600 years ago. Illia was silent as this happened. Vrondi placed a hand on her shoulder as sweat began to drip down her face.
"That is enough." He said. She breathed in deep and exhaled. The orb landing in her hands and she gently handed it back. Everything returned to normal instantly. Vrondi stepped down to his end of the table while Illia walked off the table to stand next to Sophia.
"So.. What was your interpretations?" He asked the room openly.
@13org
Vrondi awaited Constance. She came with an injured ally. It pained him visibly to be meeting her and Siiga in such conditions. But before he could ask if they were OK Constance spoke up. His reading of her emotions found her to be growing in turmoil. He could only listen with a understanding furrowed brow. Though his white brows were radiating with energy. He nodded as he listened. He crossed his arms and thought with a low hum.
"Analetta.. Analetta. There are so many children who run around here. Most have children of their own.. We do have a family tree. Very detailed. If you wish to look it over tell the scholars I sent you. Present them this. If you are a child of light you will be able to hold this." Vrondi held out his hand and a sun amulet was in it.
"This is something only those of royal blood are given. If you indeed are the daughter of this land you will be able to keep it." Vrondi's hand reached out and touched Constance's shoulder.
"I for one would be proud to have you be a part of the family." His light emitted from him. Charging Constance with light.
"I assume your friend here is next?"
The blush remained as she tried to look away from the bare body of her patient. Though she was serving her she was still a guest so she was allowed to feel uncomfortable. But it was not this but the exotic nature of being a Tyro that peeked Solari's curiousity of Czigani. Very few royals visited that were not Sol or Seraphim in origin. So she was not used to observing her clients bodies with actual intrigue. As she let out a soft pained moan, entering the steaming waters, she took this as an opportunity to get closer. Not out of a desire to get closer, though she did a little, it was more so to remain vigilant of Czigani's needs. If she was in pain she needed to be eased from this pain immediately. This was simply her nature.
The observance of her bandaged wound was done delicately. The fact the Tyro let her remove the bandages was a tense yet relieving moment for the young Sol. She could only silently gasp at the sight. But it was not something she had not seen before. The poisons in Vrondi were pretty potent and if not for their techniques many would suffer fatally from it.
"I'm sorry." She said softly. Placing the bandage in a dry location next to her. A fresh bandage prepared not too far away.
Solari put hands on her gently. Trying to stay above the chest. Her soft petite hands smoothed over her neck and shoulders. A soft glow emitting from them. She then reached into her pouch and dropped a few dozen tiny seeds into the water. The light from her hands reached the water and the seeds began to sprout into vines of beautiful yellow flowers.
"These absorb toxins." She said. Unintentionally whispering softly into her ear. She noticed her client falling asleep and sighed with relief. She was happy Czigani was not a demanding royal. Despite her many wounds.
"I hope this brings you comfort." She said more firmly. Rubbing her warm healing hands on the back of her neck. Her facial wound being slowly reduced.
@Dread
Lucius sighed.
"You're not alone in this Ami. You should know this." He said with a bit of a frustrated tone.
"The young must obey to the old. That's the law of the royal." He tried to ignore the others who were watching them briefly argue. They began to get the message, the on lookers, that Ami was not a dancer. But perhaps a trouble making royal brat. Some chuckled at her wings exploding as if she had no control. Another in the crowd mimicked her. Their dragon like wings glowing with a brilliant display of colors. The on lookers shifting their attention to one more willing to flaunt their peacock like display of abilities.
Ami began to storm off. Lucius placed the drink meant for her in the hands of a servant and chased after her. The servants waving at the flames as she walked away.
"Ami!" He said, trying not to shout but remain assertively loud.
"We all are objects. The most desired and fated to breed more of our kind." He tossed the empty cup of his on a table as they passed. Heading to the stairs to the private wings of the castle, close to the guest rooms. Though Ami's was visible from the windows, her room's outside garden being very large.
"But lets talk about how we both can escape this... fate." He spoke softly. Aiming to gauge her reaction as they made their way down the golden white halls.
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