Syrah looked at the spark in the young Fomorās eyes, the same that Xagra had before being forced to inherit his fatherās Harmonizer and the title of King. Now his eyes were dull and he smiled a lot less.
Syrah wished to turn back time and, strong of her knowledge of the future, spare her son from that fate but Mogar kept spinning, leaving her alone with her regrets.
āJust give me your rune.ā She said while putting forward her communication amulet.
āI beg your pardon?ā Ryla was too surprised to make sense of the sudden request.
āI need your communication rune, otherwise I canāt call you when I need you to come here.ā The Hati Queen didnāt want Garrik to get away and have a normal life.
She wanted to keep him in Zelex and tell him all the horrible things that his father had done to her people. She wanted Garrik to live the rest of his days in shame and to take away from him everything that Xagra had lost.
Yet she knew that none of it would have made her child happy, it would have just made another young boy miserable.
The two women exchanged their contact runes and then Syrah briefly touched her Harmonizer.
āGet out before I come to my senses and change my mind.ā The Hati Queen turned around, afraid of losing her temper and ruining her peopleās future for a single moment of personal satisfaction.
āThank you, Syrah.ā Ryla said.
āThank you, Auntie!ā Garrik waved his hand.
āAnd Morok.ā Syrah said while keeping her back turned and her body as still as stone. āI donāt want anything to do with Glemosā stuff. Take away from my city his accursed books as soon as you can. Iāll keep the contents of the vaults as compensation.ā
āWhat about the labs?ā The Tyrant asked.
āThey are staying here as well.ā Her words made him groan.
Losing the treasures in the vaults was a huge hit to his legacy but the Davross Forge alone was an incalculable loss. It was already purified and enough to craft more than one full set of equipment even for someone as big as a Fomor.
āWeāll use them as training facilities when you come here to teach our people the art of Forgemastery. Once you clear your debt with us, I might consider allowing you to move the labs. If we donāt need them ourselves, of course.ā
āThank you, Syrah.ā Morok knew that it was a fake threat.
Faluel had already explained during their past visit that the labs had been devised so that only someone from the Tyrant bloodline could use them.
āDonāt thank me, dammit. Just go! Zelex is wide open until you donāt get your ass out of here.ā
āCall me if you ever need anything. Food, healing, weap-ā At a snap of Faluelās fingers the Warping array activated, moving them to a distant mana geyser where Ajatar the Drake was waiting for them.
The moment Solus felt Lithās presence fade, she fused with the now free flow of world energy and Warped straight to their destination. Not before marking Zelexās mana geyser as her own, though.
āMom, how come not-big brother has wings and eyes like us while big brother has only the eyes? Where areā¦ā His mouth fell to the ground when he saw the majestic figure of the Drake in his real form.I think you should take a look at
He resembled an oversized lizard covered in sapphire-blue scales with a huge white horn coming out of his snout and a long tail ending in a bone protuberance that looked like a mace.
He was over ten meters (33) high at the withers and over twice as long. Thrice, if one also considered the tail.
āIs this a pet? Can I have a pet? Can we bring him home, Mom? Please!ā
āRespectively, no, maybe, and absolutely not!ā Ajatar replied. āFaluel, move to the next geyser. And be quick before I lose it to Morok Juniorās nonsense.ā
The Hydra bolted away with her quickest flight spell while also weaving a Warp Steps that would move her closer to her destination of dozens of kilometers.
Ryla had a hard time chasing Garrik while they waited. He had never been outside his house let alone in the beauty of nature. He bolted left and right with his wings, trying to catch every bird and sniff every flower he saw.
The problem was that if he were to get too far away from the geyser, his Harmonizer would depower and his life force would be forever compromised.
āIām really sorry, Lord Ajatar.ā Ryla gave the Drake a deep bow.
The only way she had found to keep Garrik close was to put him on Ajatarās back and let him explore the marvel that a Lesser Dragon was.
āDonāt worry, young lady. Iām putting everything on his tab.ā He tilted his head at Morok. āIām going to work you so hard that you wonāt have the time to attend your own marriage.ā
āPlease, n-ā Faluel Warped them right on cue and Ajatar left before the Tyrant could even attempt a plea for mercy. āThatās great. Now how do we entertain Garrik?ā
āItās not that hard.ā Lith turned into his Voidfeather Dragon form.
The young boy squealed in joy at the sight of another and also bigger majestic creature the likes he had never seen before. Even flying around Lith at top speed, Garrik had yet to finish exploring half of his back when Ajatar activated the next array.
Lith, Paluel, Xenagrosh, and Bytra took turns revealing their other forms to keep the boy too busy to stray from the geyser and making Morok quite jealous.
āI canāt believe itā He pouted after trying and failing to engage Garrik in conversation. āI almost gave away my bloodline legacy, I revealed a secret that has been closely guarded for generations, and my own brother is more fascinated by a bunch of lizards than by my epic adventures.ā
āDonāt take it personallyā Ryla needed sheer willpower to keep looking at him, her six eyes drawn to the mighty beasts of legends. āGarrik is a good kid and he loves you.
āEver since he met you, the only thing he talked about was the wish to see you again and how his life would change now that he has a brother. Itās just that he lived as a prisoner within four walls his whole life.
āHe has met Glemos a few times so he knows what a Tyrant looks like whereas he has never seen a bird, let alone a Dragon. Put yourself in his shoes.ā
āFine!ā Morok snorted, starting to explore the Divine Beastsā bodies as well and doing silly things like looking under the scales or snuggling on the soft feathers along with his brother.
āThatās not what I meant but, oh well.ā The Fomor giggled seeing the barely contained anger on the Dragonsā scaly snouts.
One thing was being manhandled by a child, receiving the same treatment by an allegedly grown man was another. Yet since Garrik laughed and enjoyed sharing his discoveries with his brother, Lith, and Xenagrosh let it slide.
The trip lasted but a few minutes, crossing several regions and creating several legends about mighty beasts dwelling in the deep of several forests.
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