Cronyssia heard the voice and in that mont she let go of the energy holding over the ti field while her body receded back to its petite size with a gaping bleeding wound on her chest that bled profusely.
A resounding roar of more than one dragon shook the entire atmosphere as majestic figures fell out one after the other from the gaping pit above that led into the edge of the demon realm.
They descended through the massive circular tunnel with their enormous forms silhouetted against the red sky and their wings spread wide as they erged from the darkness and entered the twisted landscape below.
Dravion had a satisfied smile on his face even as his body disintegrated and was starting to fade away like pieces of paper being consud by flas.
"It gives no greater joy than knowing I have served you well, Master," he said, but this ti without his dual-layered voice.
The first dragon with light blue scales flew descended rapidly toward Cronyssia while his form shifted mid-flight and shrank until he transford into that of a male man with white hair, blue scaly horns, and light blue eyes.
This was Syqora the Dragon of Destiny.
The mont landed beside his sister, he knelt down to cup her head gently in his arms.
The other two dragons, both majestic and about three hundred feet in size, landed right in front of the gates beside Aiden and imdiately stretched out their hands to channel the power of their authorities toward the lock.
Orlien, the Mind Dragon with scales in shades of deep violet, used her authority over the mind and soul domain to link her consciousness directly to the seal’s core in order to keep its structure from collapsing further.
Thyron, the white Dragon of Creation, created the concept of indestructibility itself and applied it to the lock and chains so that they would never crumble under the effects of being destroyed.
Thyron turned her head slightly toward Aiden and nodded once. "We’ll take this from here, young Thyrak."
Aiden nodded back and darted imdiately toward the wounded Cronyssia.
While Cronyssia’s head rested on Syqora’s arm, he was trying to alter fate using his authority over destiny, in a bid to change her predicant and rewrite the outco of what had just happened.
But Cronyssia with a pale face and almost blackened eye bags gave off a faint laugh. "You know that won’t work, Syqora."
He clicked his tongue in frustration and with a glare turned toward the fading and yet smiling Dravion who had at that point just fully disintegrated into nothingness.
He gritted his teeth as he watched before turning his eyes back to Cronyssia with sothing close to tears forming at the edges.
Aiden ca closer to Cronyssia and knelt beside them both while uncertainty filled his mind because he didn’t know what to do, but he felt this growing pain within his chest, a pain that only ca when one was about to lose family.
"You’re a powerful dragon," he said urgently while looking at Syqora. "So you can heal her, right?"
Syqora shook his head slowly but said nothing more in reply.
Cronyssia spoke to Syqora with a dimming voice. "Don’t you have sothing to tell him?" she asked quietly.
She had seen a future in their conversation where Syqora would ntion sothing to her, that would definitely be of much more importance and concern to Aiden.
Syqora sighed heavily. "It’s too late already," he replied. "What is done has passed."
"Hey, what is it?" Aiden said sharply while staring at them both and wondering what was going on.
Syqora turned toward him with a grim expression. "I sensed a change in the flow of fate," he said. "The destinies of many mages from Dragonhold have been cut short from being fulfilled."
He paused and t Aiden’s eyes directly. "In other words, they are dead."
Aiden’s eyes widened and in that instant he vanished from sight.
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Earlier, while the fight against Dravion had continued relentlessly in the edge of the demon realm, three more days had passed in the real world and right at that night was the appointed ti Cassian had planned out with his cohorts.
This was Ravens Grave’s experience...
Bernard was in the kitchen like almost every other night when others were asleep or about, rummaging through the cupboards and shelves in search of what extra food he could find to eat.
He opened one cabinet after another with increasing desperation, in search of a hidden stash of pastries and leftover at, that he had placed in one of those cabinets.
He muttered to himself, "Oh Rick, please tell you didn’t take my stuff..."
That was when all of a sudden and without warning a parasite, a black leech of sorts no larger than his thumb, slipped right through between his legs and into his clothes.
Bernard felt sothing cold and wet climb up his leg beneath his trousers and his eyes widened as panic set in imdiately. "Hey get it off get it off!" he scread while hopping on one foot and slapping at his leg frantically.
But it was just him there alone in the kitchen and no one ca running to help as the creature burrowed deeper into his clothing and pressed against his skin. Then all of a sudden he stopped screaming.
He stood straight with his arms dropping limply to his sides and his head tilted slightly as if listening to sothing no one else could hear.
Black line markings appeared on the side of his cheeks running from his temples down to his jawline in two parallel lines, and he grinned widely to revealed his teeth that had just beco clawed.
The leech was a demon parasite and right now it had taken root in Bernard’s body and seized control of his mind and body entirely.
So of the other mages started running out of their rooms to head down to the main room when they heard the screams from the kitchen earlier.
The captain’s chamber was closer to the main room which was closer to the kitchen so she ran out first in her see-through nightgown that left little to the imagination, and she found Bernard standing with a grim look on his face and a kitchen knife gripped tightly in his hand.
"Bernard what in the hell was that scream?" she asked with a growingly disturbed look on her face.
Then Bernard grinned again to reveal clawed teeth which made the captain’s eyes widen slightly as she repeated with a certain edge in her tone. "Bernard?"
A few other mages who had run out when they heard the screams looked confused as well while they gathered near the entrance to the main room.
Then all of a sudden there was another scream from upstairs, a lady’s voice that carried sheer terror in it.
This was Innis.
The captain and so of the other mages turned their heads briefly away from Bernard to look toward the direction of the scream.
And in that instant, Bernard shot toward the captain in one single leap with the kitchen knife raised and ready to strike.
The unsuspecting captain who didn’t think she would be attacked by her own mage took a stab directly into her side. Her eyes widened and her body staggered sideways as blood began soaking through her nightgown.
That was when the other mages who had turned away noticed what had happened. One of them scread "Captain!"
It was also at this mont that Piers who was just adjusting his robes to cover up as he stepped out of the captain’s chambers ca into view and saw what had just happened. With widened eyes he ran toward Katherine imdiately.
One of the mages then turned with an angry look on his face to confront Bernard but the man vanished from sight all of a sudden with that grin still plastered across his face.
He had employed the usage of the Invisibility supplentary spell.
The next thing that was seen was the guild’s main door leading outside being opened up by itself before swinging shut again with a loud bang.
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