I wake up with Sasuke looking over me. His scar from when Anthony got Victor was becoming clearer with every Wing set we collect.
"Morning, Sunshine," he says.
"How long was I out?" I ask.
"It's mid-day; we've got Seven days until Moraga is ready for us."
"I have a question before we set of for the Eighth Wings," Sasuke looks at me. "Is there a force that Opposes Moraga?" he considers telling me then decides nothing against it.
"Her name is Gora the Phoenixwing," He explains. "Every time Moraga and she awaken, they choose their Champions to fight to the death to determine who decides the worlds' fates. There has only been one instance though where Moraga's Champions rose up against him."
"How'd that go for them?" I ask.
"They couldn't bring themselves to deal the final blow, but they did contribute to the re-sealing of the Felldragon. That was ten generations ago."
"So Anthony and I are the Champions for Moraga, who are the champions for Gora?" I think I already have an answer.
"That's not important." I'm right, Sasuke and Victor. Does Anthony know? I can't think about that right now, we have to get the Eighth Wings and stop Moraga from destroying either world.