Dawn struck the realm of Floralia as the sun rose above the horizon line of clouds, its light mixing with the sky like paint to lighten the bluish hue the atmosphere portrayed. The rays jumped from each sea of clouds, pushing away the darkness of night, following the sun's never ending order to cast the shadows back from whence it came. As the rays spread on and the sun continued to ascend, activity began sparking from a group of aligned clouds that stretched from the bottom of the oceanic cloud all the way to coaxing the stratosphere of Popstar.

Interestingly, these clouds sported structures and land that would seem to be impossible for the clouds to normally support. On the bottom, closest to the blanket of white fluff, laid clouds that hosted green fields of flora and fauna. As the elevation increases, the clouds are covered with less green, but instead contain structures favorable for habitat. However, a couple of the upper clouds sported land that appeared too extreme in condition for living, with one spewing out lava from its own volcano.

At the top of the series of clouds was one that supported what appeared to be a city made of gems and machinery, almost as if it came from a Victorian era storybook. The walls were made out of an alloy of rock and steel and the roads, though made of pure steel, were lined with glistening opals. Scattered throughout the edge of the city were patches of flowers, where hemispherical homes, each one ranging from 1 of the 7 rainbow colors, laid. Surrounding this large city in the sky were a number of smaller clouds, filled exclusively with homes and local markets. A few early bird citizens could be seen exiting out of their homes, basking in the early light. One large, twisting road embedded with jewelry and silver connected the clouds with the steampunk-like city.

The tallest building was a castle of gems and gear, where the winding main road came to an end. Four towers overstretched from the cloud, each one with a cone-shaped roof with a circular rod at the top. The towers supported a large pink garnet gemstone, which was using an unknown energy to keep it from falling off the towers it balanced on. On the gem was the largest tower, where the flag of the ruler could be seen waving in the air at the tip.

At the top of the tower was Queen Sectonia, who has made her chambers at the crowning point of the massive castle of gems and steel. Here she lied sleeping peacefully with a smile, dreaming of the knights she had contacted the night before.

The door to the chamber opened ever so slightly that no sound was made. A familiar servant, Taranza, peeked through the small gap, checking if the ruler was still asleep. Just as careful as it was opened it was closed soon after, with the floating spider smiling throughout.

"It is time for her to wake up, but it has been a while that she slept so peacefully. . ." he whispered to himself. "Maybe a few more minutes wouldn't hurt."

Taranza signaled a nearby patrolling red Antr to come towards him. The insect marched to his direction and greeting him with a salutation.

"The queen has decided to extend her sleep time until noon. Make sure that you call the others to patrol the Royal Road and turn away any citizen wanting to see the queen. No one is to interfere with her rest until she wakes up."

The red Antr nodded its head and its antennae vibrated, sending a low pitch buzzing sound to other nearby guards. Some of the blue Antrs within the tower picked up on the vibration and spread the low tone to the others. It was not long before the entire tower was buzzing softly and the troops dispersed from of the castle.

Taranza joined the troops as well, taking one last look at Sectonia's door before departing.

A large thumping sound made Queen Sectonia jump out of bed. She looked around for wherever the sound came from, but saw nothing outside of the elegant furniture and decorations in her bed chamber. Her breathing calmed down and she looked over to the balcony, where the sunrise gently illuminated the room.

As the queen's eyes become accustomed to the soft blue light, she realized that the dimensional mirror was on the floor, laying face down.

"Oh, it was just the mirror," she said in relief, believing that the object simply fell to the floor. She rose from her bed and floated towards the fallen object. As she inspected the cosmetic good, the events of last night filled her mind. The last thing she remembered was using her magic to transport the human and his team of Pokemon into the mirror, where it would then take some time for them to appear before her as long as her magic stayed linked with the mirror.

Just then, the mirror jumped again and fell on its back. Sectonia rubbed her eyes upon seeing the mirror move against her control. "That is the last time I delay my beauty sleep," she said to herself.

Whatever ghost controlling the mirror was not done yet as it continued to jump all around the balcony, tipping over and destabilizing a few of the floating gems before it begun floating in the air. Suddenly, the decorative wings on its frame became animated and soared up into the sky, flapping with much strength at the cost of frequency.

"Wait! Where are you going?" she called to it as it flew away from her. The mirror ignored her orders and soared all the way into the blue sky before stopping. Just as it appeared that the mirror stopped, it thrashed about in the air without a pattern in the world.

As it convulsed, something began exiting from the mirror. From the view of the tower, it seemed as though the mirror was coughing out a large meteor towards the ground. It was not long before the material fully passed through the mirror and it began falling towards the direction of the Royal Road. The mirror, done with its job, became inanimate once more and fell towards the neighboring clouds.

Sectonia gazed at the falling meteor with awe. As she ogled the falling object she saw something about it that made her eyes glow. The meteor was not made of rock, but of a series of creatures very familiar to those that she watched during the tournament. Her eyes beamed with excitement as the realization sunk in.

"They have arrived. . .," she said quietly before yelling the same thing with excitement. "They have arrived, finally! I feel safer already!"

Sectonia floated over to her dresser and picked up her crown, placing it on top of her head.

"I must go and meet them. There is much to be done," she cheered out. "Oh, but first I need to freshen up! They can't see me like this, not at all!"


"Everyone hang on! It looks like we're arriving!"

Eon shouted to his Pokemon as they finally approached the light in a dark purple, storming tunnel. They were all huddling together after being sucked in by the talking purple light from before. They traveled through the miasma-like fog at speeds rivaling that of Beedrill's wings, each steam sending a small burning sensation through the trainer's nostrils. Were it not for the goggles he was wearing his eyes could have melted away from their sockets.

As the huddled group got closer to the light, the fog dissipated until. . .

Contact.

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A blinding light enveloped the team as they breached through the odd barrier. Not even Eon's eyewear could protect hiseyes from the light as he clenched them shut. The team continued falling from the air, unsure as to when they will land.

"I think we're here! Just a little more. . ." he shouted through the g-force, clenching to whatever body was closest to him.

"Incoming!" An unfamiliar voice called out to Eon and his group.

"Who said that?"

Slam! Just when Eon heard more odd voices the team crashed into an unknown object. Eon felt the clenched group be forcefully blown apart from the force as he spun out of control with whoever he was hanging on with.

"H-hey! Watch where you're touching!"

"N - not good! Everyone! Brace for impact!" He ordered as he accelerated faster towards the ground, ignoring the voice and trying his hardest not to become another ragdoll to the raging gravity.

"Aaaaaah!" he screamed as loud as his lungs could bare, clenching on whoever he was holding. The group continued piercing through the atmosphere, ready to make impact with the ground.

Plomp! The group crashed into a soft substance that completely cushioned their fall. Eon was surprised when he felt the ground he crashed into was more like a king-sized mattress. He, along with the others, continued bouncing on whatever saved them from splatting onto the floor until they stopped moving completely. An eerie silence arose from the group as they no longer felt air slicing at their backs.

Eon was the first to overcome the quiet and slowly got up on his feet, groaning all the way through. Once he fully stood up he opened his eyes.

Red. All Red. Miles of red rushed into his vision. The floor he stood on was red. His Pokemon were covered in red. The wall in front of him was bloody red. The sky was red. There was nothing but the color red. Even he was covered in nothing but red. Eon gasped in shock of the mono-color palette surrounding him. Just what kind of hellish place was he taken to? It was then he realized something very important about the hellish color.

"Oh that's right I have my goggles on," Eon facepalmed himself and moved the goggles away from his eyes towards his forehead, revealing the true color of the environment.

When the red vision finally left his eyes another, far more irritating color invades them, all saturated like as if they came out of a pop-up coloring book. All around him were brighter versions of every color possible. The grass was brightly swaying to themselves accompanied with the flowers, who greeted the glistening blue sky with their peppy colors of red, orange and yellow. Scattered around the sky were smaller, bright colored clouds that held buildings of varying sizes, all of which were colored with bright warm hues. Eon looked underneath him to see that he was standing on a cloud as well, with the imprint of his fall still visible. Even the white color of the fluffy material was brighter than anything Eon had ever seen. Next to him was Leavanny, who was still lying on the fluffy floor. He would have shook her awake were it not for the satuation of the light hurting his eyes. Just what kind of hellish place was he taken to?

"Perhaps I should've kept my goggles on," Eon commented as he rubbed his eyes together. "Ugh, all these bright colors are hurting my eyes!"

"You're tell me dude. Who had the right idea of making this place so colorful?"

An unfamiliar gruff voice rung into Eon's ears that made him look around to see his Heracross on the pavement, where the imprint of his body could be seen.

"And hey, at least you were able to land comfortably in that white stuff while I crashed right into the freaking pavement!"

Eon remained speechless as Heracross mumbled to himself, understanding every word and profanity coming out of the blue beetle's mouth. The trainer's mouth was agasp in shock and amazement at the rather colorful vocabulary his top Pokemon had learned on his own.

Heracross noted Eon's stare and huffed up his chest. "What?" he said, jokingly intimidating him.

". . .you have a very dirty mouth Heracross."

"Well, I do get it from – wait what?" Heracross stopped talking when he realized that Eon understood the English coming out of his mouth. He placed his hand close to his mouth and said a few words to himself, realizing that the restraint of his vocal cords somehow felt removed, just like magic. Soon his mouth opened in shock as well.

"Try and say something else," Eon said to the baffled Heracross.

"Well uh. . .Eon is an idiot?" the Pokemon replied with doubt in his voice. Eon gasped in shock.

"Well I never! At least I don't use my big horn to do all the talking, short legs," He barked back.

"Who are you calling short legs, Flygon wannabe?" Heracross mocked Eon's clothes.

"You, ya one-minded mass of muscle!"

"You're lucky I don't come over there and kick your ass off of this cloud!"

"Not unless I throw you off first!"

"Oh yeah? I wont make it easy!"

"Come at me, I dare you!"

At this point, both were inches away from each other, staring daggers at each other's furious eyes. Just when it seemed like an all out fight was going to break out on the road. . .

"Pffft! Hahahahaha!"

Both of them laughed and hugged each other with one arm, patting each other on the back. It was as if the insults they threw at each other were nothing more than just play.

"Oh man what a miracle! You can actually talk!" Eon praised. "Maybe coming here wont be so bad after all."

"Kha ha! You're tell me, dude. Now you get to learn the ins and outs of how I really am!"

"Ow. . .what's with the commotion?"

A docile female voice called out behind the two buddies. They look over to see Leavanny finally coming to her senses, brushing off the dirt from the impact site of the cloud. She looked around, her red eyes not bothered by the brightness of the world they crashed into. She eventually found Heracross and Eon waving at her, urging her to come over. She ran towards the two.

"Eon! Heracross! Thank goodness you two are safe!"

"Well, Heracross technically crashed onto the pavement, but he seems fine," Eon corrected the concerned Pokemon.

"Hmm, he doesn't look too – huh?!" Leavanny just then realized that Eon understood every word she just said without even thinking about it. She slapped herself in the face a few times to test if she was alive, dreaming, or passed on through the crash.

"I was just as surprised as you were too," Eon said with a chuckle as he grabbed Leavanny's hand to stop herself from self-injury. "I can understand Heracross here too!"

"That's right on the marker," Heracross added with a smile. "Now please stop whacking yourself like a chewtoy, will ya?"

Leavanny sighed. "Yeah, you're right. . ."

She bopped Heracross on the head, out of the blue, with enough force to send him to the ground. Eon did the best to hold in his laughter, else become Leavanny's next stress reliever.

"Ow, what the hell was that for?!" Heracross complained as he got up in irritation.

"Don't think that I don't know it was you who snuck a grab on my abdomen when we were flying through that storm, you narcissistic beetle!" She barked, her voice now more violent and face pink with embarrassment.

"Hey! That wasn't me at all! I was busy crashing my ass onto the pavement over here!" Heracross pointed at his imprint on the ground. "The only one closest to you on that sight was Eon here, so hit him, not me!

Leavanny looked over to where she landed to see Eon's imprint the closest to hers, meaning . . .

"Uhh. . .sorry?" Eon took a few steps backward before tripping on his back into the clouds. He yelled out as he lost his balance and fell back onto the fluffy cloud. The trainer rolled over to his stomach to lift himself back up when he got a closer look at what was underneath the floating cloud: a fall that could easily tear him apart before he could even reach whatever land was underneath the sea of clouds.

"Yeek!" Eon stumbled back and away from the cloud's edge.

"Ouch! Watch where you're stepping!" A strict voice came from beneath the clumsy trainer.

Two voices buzzed together at the same time as whatever underneath Eon's feet spoke. Although they were at different tones, Eon somehow knew they belonged to one particular Pokemon. . .

"Beedrill, is that you?"

"Eon? Oh no! Forgive me for my rudeness, sir." The voices became more clear as Beedrill came to his senses. "I did not recognize you for the moment."

"Hey, relax Beedrill. We're all coming to now, right?"

". . .Sir, you can. . .?"

"Yes, you can talk and I can understand everything you say now," Eon said nonchantingly, used to the introduction by now. "Something must have happened when we came here and gave you guys the ability to talk. Not sure what though. . ."

Leavanny caught up to Eon and bonked his head with the blunt end of her leafy hand, making him hold onto his head in pain. Eon sighed.

"Ow ow, alright I guess I deserve that even if it was on accident, but hey, at least we didn't split up, right?" Just then, Eon's eyes widen when he realized what he just said. "Wait, where are the others?"

Everyone looked around the impact site for the remaining 3 members to no avail. On the huge cloud there were the imprints of Eon, Leavanny, and Beedrill, while the pavement held Heracross's crate. When they found no one on the site, they followed the gem-embedded pavement north. Eon looked around at some of the brighter building to find that some are made of the same rare gems on the road they are walking. Whoever created these architects must be wealthy.

"Man, just where did that purple portal take us?" He said out loud, not expecting a response.

"Larvesta!" Leavanny cried out frantically. "Where are you?"

"Mutey! You there?" Heracross called.

"Don't call Armaldo like that Heracross," Eon lectured. "Say his name properly. Now where did that sneaky thief ran off to!" he shouted.

"Hmph, hypocrite."

Beedrill was searching high above the sky in search for the group. At the same time, he scouted the area ahead of the group to make sure it was safe.

The road eventually came to an end when a large gate intercepted their path. The walls were made of an alloy of silver, gold and brick, and maintained four stained-glass windows, each forming the shape of a wasp with a crown. A closer looked revealed that the even the fragments were made out of precious gemstones and metals. The doors blocking the group from going any further into the road were made out of rubies and a mixture of bronze and silver. Even Eon had trouble controlling himself from drooling at all the gemstones and valuable materials surrounding him.

"Kricketune would have loved to see this place," Eon thought. "Just where did the others go?"

Heracross pushed at the gate but it did not budge, unwilling to open for such lower beings from another world. Irritated, Heracross raised his fist in the air, ready to smash away at the impudent door before being stopped by Eon's signal, who pointed upwards at Beedrill. Heracross regretfully lowered his arm, staring at the door and signaling that the feud isn't over.

"Beedrill, fly over the gate and tell me if you see the others crash over there," Eon asked.

"Yes sir!" Beedrill saluted and flew up high. Eon's eye twitched when he finally realized what Beedrill called him.

"I guess he was serious about those poses after all," Eon said.

"And now you know why he is such a suck up to you eh?" Heracross sneered out with a chuckle before being interrupted by a backhand to his head from Leavanny. "Ow, I was only kidding, jeez!"

"What do you see?" Eon asked Beedrill.

"Trouble!" He shouted back and dove to the group in a defensive position.

The second Beedrill flew back down the stained-glass windows opened up, where several bug-like creatures poured out of the holes, armed with a mace and shield. Ranging in two colors of green and blue, they surrounded the group, sending messages to each other through their twitching antennae. Although they did not have wings, they were all buzzing between other akin to an irritated beehive

Heracross and Leavanny ceased their banter with one another and created a barrier between the group and Eon, ready to defend their trainers.

"Hey Eon, is this the threat that the blinking light was talking about?" Heracross asked to the others.

"Not sure, but I don't think these guys are the talking kind," Leavanny replied, sharpening her leafy hands.

"Hold on guys, let's not do anything rash yet!" Eon ordered. "Let me try to talk to them first."

"You sure Eon? They look like they're ready to smack any fool with those maces in the air like that," Heracross warned.

"Sir, please reconsider. I'm not sure if they even speak our language," Beedrill said in concern.

"It would be really dangerous for chatting right now," Leavanny said in agreement with the others.

"If you guys are somehow able to speak here, then I'm pretty sure they can talk too, or at least understand me."

". . .give it a shot then, but if I feel that for a mere second they do something, I'll ram them to the wall!" Heracross shouted, making the army around them flinch.

"Er. . . hello whoever you guys are, do you happen to know where we are?"

The insects look between one and another, trying to comprehend what the foreigner just said to them. A commotion occurred in the group. Using this opportunity, Eon whispered to Heracross.

"If for a moment anything happens, cause a commotion with Megahorn. We'll need to at least knock down all the troops here before you can break through the door without interruption."

"Gladly," Heracross snickered, cracking his knuckles.

The commotion eventually died down, but the army did not give their answer. The groups just sat there, staring at each other in the eye, ready to fight for their cause should anything disturb the tension.

A small rumble shook the ground, making a small blue troop tripped towards the group.

"That's my cue!" Heracross shouted and charged into the crowd with his horn lowered, bashing through the circle in a line. Some of them were sent into the air while others were trampled by Heracross's might. Heracross curved and swerved as he ran through the army, dodging whatever attacks they may throw at him. Managing to gather the attention of a huge majority of the army, many of them ran towards the rampaging insect to stop him.

The rest stayed behind, waving their maces in the air that were collecting some sort of energy. They looked at the group they surrounded as targets for whatever spell they may throw at them.

"Leavanny, shear away their weapons with Leaf Blade. Beedrill, attack their shields at their weakpoint!"

"On it!" Leavanny extended her sharp leafy hands and charged into the fray, slicing away at the army with grace and pose. It was almost as if she danced and skipped with every cut she threw. Although her main objective was to disarm them, she could not help but to cut at some of the troops, who were shoved back to the others, a small C-curve imprinted on them as proof of Leavanny's work.

Beedrill also did a dance of his own, dashing and dodging the maces swung by the horde enemies. His wings sent vibrations all around him, allowing him to sense what an enemy could attack before it happened. Eventually, he located his target and shouted, "Found it sir! Lower area of the shield!"

"Good, now use Drill Run and break through them!"

"Yes sir!" Beedrill held his drills together and spun towards the green enemies at high speeds. They lifted their shields to block the attack as the drills make impact with the blocks of steel, sending sparks into the air. The rotation of Beedrill's attack made him descend lower and lower until the tip of his drills reached the bottom of the shield, making the entire object rattle uncontrollably until. . .

Bang! The shield exploded into several fragments, knocking away the soldier holding it. Some of the fragments crashed into the other assaulters, knocking them out cold or severely damaging their shields. Beedrill repeated his attacks on any other shield in his way, occasionally drilling through some of the attackers in his way.

Some of the disarmed insects changed their target to Eon, the only unarmed invader of the fight. Even then, he was able to kick away at a few. Although he may not be as powerful as his team, he was large enough to repel the smaller blue insects, although he did his best to get out of the way of the green bugs. One armed blue bug charged his mace and even blasted a stream of ice towards Eon, where he used a green insect as a shield from the attack. The green bug eventually became a frozen block of ice, to which Eon sent back to his attacker, sending it to the wall.

"Careful everyone, these guys can use the elements too!" Eon warned.

"You're telling me!" Leavanny said back, sparks flying from her occasional leap. "You'd think these things could at least aim a little, right?" She taunted the enemy while grazing another spark ball with ease.

"It doesn't matter, I'll beat them all!" Heracross roared, covered in ice and sparks as he bashed through more of the insects, not caring about whatever defense they have on or attacks he took. "This is nothing!"

It was not long before the stream of fighters finally ceased. Many of them were knocked out on the ground, their injuries ranging from a simple knock on their head, a scratch on their body, up to a mark where Beedrill's drill hit. Some were crawling away from the mess while others retreated back through the holes they came.

Eon and his team finally let out a sigh of relief, now that the onslaught of foes have stopped. "Finally," they said in synch. Eon checked on the areas where Heracross was blasted with electricity and ice before commenting, "You better not be trying to act tough like back in the arena Heracross." Eon patted the back of Heracross to check his strength. "I can't have you passing out if a bigger foe were to come at us."

"Nah these marks are nothing!" Heracross pumped out, flexing his arms. "These guys are nothing compared to that Talonflame any day."

Just then, the door in front of the group finally opened, where they saw another insect, different than the ones they fought. A spider-like creature floated in front of them, with 3 pairs of gloves accompanying him. Two orange horns protruded out of his white shroom-like hair along with two orange compound eyes. A pair of white eyes could also be seen on his brown face, a scowl of irritation right there in the middle. Sporting a green suit with a cape, he does not seem amused at the sight of Eon and his group causing a ruckus.

"Intruders! Why have you come and disrupted our peaceful land?" The floating spider arrogantly stated in a stern, almost high pitched voice.

"Hey! These guys attacked first! Don't blame us!" Eon shouted.

The spider looked down at the battlefield to see part of the Royal Road a complete mess. Troops were littered all over the pavement, their condition ranging from scared and injured to knocked out. The pavement had a couple of craters from where Heracross laid waste to in his attack. Even the embedded gems were sliced apart where Leavanny had pranced to and fro. The spider's mouth opens wide in shock at the mess the invaders have made!

"Look what you have done! The queen is going to be furious!" The spider looked closer at Eon and his group, sensing that he had seen them from somewhere. The realization hit him harder than the mess in front of his eyes. These were some of the exact same creatures he saw fighting in that tournament from the mirror just yesterday. This easily explained to him how the mess came to be.

The spider began trembling in fear, remembering the destructive power of the group. "Y-you! How did you!?" He shuddered, unable to comprehend how this came to be. Why have they come here to Floralia of all places? How did they know how to get here? Did they really know that he and the queen we're watching them the whole fight? "Why. . .are you...?"

"How did we. . .what?" Eon asked in confusion of the spider's trembling. Just then, the spider shook his head and his white eyes began glowing with anger.

"You know what, I don't care! I don't care how you got here, nor why you're here! All I know is that you have tainted the Royal Road with your recklessness and done a number on the soldiers!" Dark energy crackled between the spider's floating hands.

"Everyone brace yourselves!" Eon ordered as his Pokemon regrouped around him. "This one is stronger than the others!" The energy around the floating spider formed into a large, dark orb, appearing unstable as it frequently squished and reshaped itself to maintain its spherical form.

"Until the last of my breath," Taranza held the seemingly unstable dark energy above him. "I wont let you harm the queen!"

"Beedrill, take out that thing with a Twin - "

"Stop!"

A strong, feminine voice rung throughout the damaged road, making the remaining insects on the ground stop moving and look towards the gate. Even the spider stopped charging his attack and looked above. Eon and his Pokemon also heard the voice came from above and looked up to see a pink light dissipating above them, revealing the figure shown on the stained-glass windows.

The details were as accurate as a stained-glass window could be. A large, dark blue and gold wasp-like being hovered downwards with her golden glass-like wings towards the now-ceased scuffle. Her gloves floated side to side from her, not needing arms to support them. Her neck was adorned with a color of royalty colors, ranging from the base of gold to the edge of purple and red. On her chest was a heart emblem, that reflected the light of the rising sun. On top of her head was a golden crown embedded with gold and diamonds.

"My queen, we have invaders!" the spider stated, readying his attack once more. "They're even from - "

"I am aware of who they are Taranza, which is why I am ordering you to stand down." The queen stated calmly.

The spider's white eyes widen at the large wasp's order. "But they trashed your front gate and even wiped out your - "

"Do not fret. I will handle things from here. Now stand down or I will make you do so personally." She said more sternly.

"A. . .as you wish, my queen," The insect finally surrendered and reabsorbed the energy back into his body, moving aside out of the ruler's way. The queen moved towards the group, who were readying their weapons and themselves for another attack.

"Guys, chill," Eon said to them.

"But sir. . ."

"If that wasp called off the attack willingly, then we should do the same." Eon coolly replied back.

". . .yes sir." Beedrill and the others lowered their arms, still unsure about the giant wasp's motive.

Eon took a few steps the elegantly decorated creature to address it, recognizing the ruler's voice. "That voice. . . are you the purple light that talked to us back in my world?"

The queen lowered her head down to Eon's view. Eon gazed into the queen's velvet, deep purple eyes in awe while also getting a good look at her blue-and-gold face. As a bug trainer, he have seen many amazing bug eyes before him, from the human-like eyes possessed by Illumise to the computerized pixel eyes of a Vivillon. However, none of them compared in beauty to the pair of violet orbs staring at him right now. It was as if he was staring at every hue of the color purple within the queen's eyes. It was almost entrancing in a way. . .

Eventually she closed her eyes and smiled, breaking Eon's amazement. "Why, yes I am! I am glad that you and your group have arrived safely, Eroz Dan Eon!" She took his hand using both of hers and shook it in excitement. "It is a pleasure meeting you face to face."

"Yes, but we may have. . . gotten on the wrong foot on your army." Eon said with a bit of embarrassment in his tone. "They kind of attacked, so we had to. . ."

"Oh don't mind that. They were just following previous orders by Taranza to protect me," she pointed to the spider behind her, who was staring at the friendly scene before him in shock.

"Besides, I was watching the entire thing, even the part where one of my Antrs tried to make the first attack. As far as I know, you and your gladiators only acted in self-defense. I should thank you for not exterminating them for that."

"Thanks," Eon said, taken aback by the queen's leeway of having her troops knocked around like play things. " . . .if I may ask again, what is your name?"

Queen Sectonia gasped as she realized she had not told the group her name once again. "Please forgive my manners, as I was far too excited to meet my knights." Taranza continued to watch in astonishment as the queen placed a hand towards her chest and addressed herself.

"I am Queen Sectonia." She then opened her hands and levitated them side to side.

"On behalf of the People from the Sky, I welcome you to Floralia!"

End of Arc 1: The dreams end where reality begins.