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Chapter Cover: the back of a figure wearing a fur coat upon his form and with Aesyr seating on the ground behind him.

Chapter Six

Minotaur

The Great silver Dragon I knew let out a yell of pain at the sudden attack that had happened. I stood there shocked at what I was seeing completely frozen. Elassan fell down upon the ground, blood flying everywhere as he laid there in pain and since he wasn't defending himself, the new arrival took advantage of that and now, he was down.

"Elassan," I yelled running toward him, "Elassan…"

"Aesyr…," the Dragon groaned.

I turned my gaze toward the man, feeling rage rising through me.

"What the hell did you do that for?" I yelled at him, "He is our ally."

The man narrowed his eyes.

"The Dragons are not my allies," he said, "They are our enemies…and I will wipe them out."

Just who is this guy? I thought, looking at him in shock, He is using Dragon Slayer magic… but I have never seen him before in our ranks. Is he a new recruit that I have never met or…

I shook my head from those thoughts.

Damn Aesyr…there is no time to think about that. Elassan is hurt. I don't know any healing magic…and if I tried to help him, I don't think this guy is going to stand aside and let me work…Then, the only thing I can do in this moment…is to defeat that man.

"Elassan…hang in there," I told him, "I'll take care of this guy quickly."

"Aesyr…, this man… he is on a completely different level than you are," The Dragon spoke out from behind me, his voice laced with pain.

"Is that so?" I murmured, narrowing my eyes, "Well then, that means I won't have to hold anything back…I'll finish this up and get you to Grandeeney."

The man's eyes narrowed at me.

"You will fight to protect this Dragon as well?" he said, "Then you will die."

Magic swirled around me as silver scales formed upon my arms and legs. With a yell, I charged into battle and the man charged at my direction as well causing us to clash and the ground deterred around us as the blast of our magic clashed against each other. The battle was the fiercest battle I have ever fought in. Elassan was right in saying this man was on a completely different level for his attacks came quick and hard and the longer we fight the more powerful he seems to grow.

However, I was holding my own well. I have fought in many battlefields against many Dragons in the past and I have defeated them all. The guy may be strong, but I won't allow myself to fall against him, not when Elassan's life was hanging in the balance. That battle, is when I realized it, what Elassan was trying to teach me that night so long ago.

When he asked me what I was fighting for and I won't allow myself to fall at all today for I was fighting for my friend, my teacher, and the closest thing I had to a father figure since my own died long ago. I yelled out again launching a fist at the enemy in front of me, sending him backward.

He landed across me in a crouch, his eyes narrowing.

The ground around us was completely destroyed from our long battle and I was huffing with how much magic I was using. I was tired and running low on magic and from how out of breath the guy across me was, he seems to be the same as me.

"You…You're strong," he said, "But you're completely out of magic power…"

"I can do this all day," I growled at him, raising my fist again, "I won't let you take him from me."

The man narrowed his eyes at me.

"You would risk this much for him?"

"He is my friend and my teacher," I said, "I will always stand and fight for him."

The man's eyes narrowed at my words.

"Your friend?" he repeated, "Dragons can't be our friends…all they need to do is to be put in the ground where they all belong."

Magic exploded from around the man, and I can feel my eyes widening at the amount of power that he has within him. I joined both of my hands together forming a symbol with them as magic started to gather around my body, I can feel the strain it is putting on me because of how little magic power that I had but I was going to put everything on the line to protect Elassan from him.

I will not move….not until my enemy falls….

The blast of magic overcame everything and that was the last thing I saw that day.

When I next became aware, I was laying in a bed in the hospital room. Blinking I made to move but my body surged with pain causing to let out a gasp. I feel bandages around my torso as well as my face. Just moving as I was doing right now felt painful.

"You're awake," a familiar voice spoke out.

I slowly turned toward the direction, finding Ace standing at the window. The young man was staring out toward it with his hair in a ponytail despite the spike that was growing everywhere. He glanced back toward me, those black eyes of his meeting my own.

"Welcome back," he said simply.

"Ace…," I whispered.

The young man moved away from the window and came to stand by my bedside. He had a light frown upon his features as he was staring down at me, his eyes roaming my face. His frown seems to have lessened, a lot.

"You look strange with silver hair," he spoke out.

I blinked in confusion.

"What?"

He reached out, taking a some of my hair and placing it in front of my eyes for me to see. Instead of the black stress that I remembered always having since I was a child, it was now pure silver. I stared at it in shock, unable to believe that it was really my hair.

"Really…my hair changed color…?"

"The healer theorized that you must have overused your magic," Ace said letting go of the hair, "and it changed something within you."

I stayed silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered why I was hurt in the first place. The battle against that strange man…Elassan.

"Elassan," I said looking at him, "Is he okay?"

Ace let out a sigh.

"He is dead."

I froze.

What?

"How…?"

"He was dead when we arrived," Ace said looking at me, "You were in a pretty bad shape too and would have died without medical assistance."

I stayed there shocked at what I was hearing. How could he have died? I was there protecting him…

Ace moved away from where I was.

"Get some rest," he said, "You're going to need it."

The young man made his way out of the room.

"Was I…the only one you found?" I asked.

Ace glanced back at me.

"Yes," he said, and then he left the room.

End of flashback

Aesyr placed her empty cup of tea upon the table. The young woman traced the side of the cup with her finger, not looking up toward the two that were with her. The sun had long since set with the candle the only thing lighting the room around them.

"It wasn't long after that what was happening to the Dragon Slayers became public," she continued, "And more and more Dragons started to fall to one that succumb to their powers. The few that still remained were forced to hunt down those who were our friends with other soldiers to put them down…Dragon Slayers became things to be feared and with the Dragon Hunter Acnologia's madness overtaking the land, Lady Irene had no choice but to let go the few that remained…"

Aesyr let out a small sigh.

"To the world, we were nothing but monsters like Acnologia," she said, "Ace disappeared shortly after that and with nothing holding me in Ishgar anymore, I decided to come here to Atlasia and maybe, I'll be able to see what Elassan's home was like…"

I looked toward the two people that were across me, both of them were ashen expressions.

"And here we are," she said.

Ellis looked down on the ground.

"Lord Elassan…is dead?" he said shocked.

Aesyr lowered her head, feeling responsible for his death after all, it had been her responsibility to protect him and she had failed.

"I'm sorry," she said, "If only I was stronger…he wouldn't have…"

A silence fell over the group.

Meanwhile

Hyades Village

It was a quiet night within the village. It had been only an hour since the sun had set and the villagers were already making their way into their homes so that they could prepare supper or simply enjoy the comfort of home before heading to bed for tonight.

However, tonight standing on a light hill overlooking the village was a group of men all of them dressed in light clothing with their gaze fixed upon the village with amused smirks upon their features.

"So, this is the place then?" one of the men spoke out.

He had black hair styled into a mohawk with a spike necklace around his neck. He was dressed in black clothing, his shirt having only a single sleeve. He had a long face, his lips oddly enough were painted blue as well as nails which he was using to scratch his ears.

Azil Bruzzer

Minotaur Commander

"The information was sound Azil," another man spoke, "Now if only Karmer was here, then all three Commanders of Minotaur would be taking place within this battle."

This one was wearing a white coat upon his form as his blue hair fell upon a side of his face. He had a lone blue eye which was staring down toward the direction of the village. He had both of his hands behind his back which were both gloved.

Saul Marz

Minotaur Commander

Azil gave him a glance.

"For the boss to send both of us here," he said, "Well, let's not keep him waiting any longer."

Saul gave him a light nod before moving forward.

"Take out the soldiers first," he said, "You and I will scour the town for the target."

The group around them nodded before they all charged forward into the town. Both of the Commanders followed after them moving at more sedate pace as the yells and screams were starting to rise around the village from the sudden attack that was happening around them.

Fire rose from the houses as bodies littered the ground, killed from their men's sudden attack thought most of them were soldiers that were defending the village. Saul continued walking forward and noticed that his companion was no longer at his side probably having gone off by himself somewhere thought.

As Saul continued to walk through the village, a sound drew his attention behind him and then found a man attacking him from above. He instantly raised his hand blocking the blade that came at him before the armored soldier that attacked him moved back.

Saul stared at him. The man across him was old, with white hair and line upon his face indicating his age. He was dressed in similar armor as the local of this village but, the look on his face and his eyes. There was no fear in that gaze at all…only determination to win this upcoming battle.

"It takes a lot of skills to be able to sneak up on me," he said, "I'm guessing you're not a simple average soldier."

"You're Minotaur's lackey, aren't you?" the old man said, "Just how many lives are you going to destroy before you are satisfied with what you have."

Saul moved his hand behind his back.

"My master's orders are absolute," he said, "If someone like you is in this village…that makes me think that the information about this place is true."

The man tightened his grip upon his sword in his grasp.

"I don't care why you are here," he said, "I will stop you here and now."

Saul narrowed his eyes as the man charged toward him with his blade. A slight smile worked it's way upon his lips as he spun his palm forward as light started to appear around it.

"Burst," he said.

A massive blast of magic completely overcame to man as well as the large area around them completely destroying them all. As the smoke dissipated, Saul blinked finding the old man still upon his fist, despite the marks upon his armor as well as his face as he had his sword in a blocking motion thought the sword was glowing as well.

"It would seem that I was right in thinking that you weren't a ordinary old man," he said, "You have experience fighting wizards."

The old man's sword glowed with magic again as he aimed the blade toward him.

"Magic Terrier," he yelled out.

The magic blast charged straight toward Saul who joined both of his hands together as they were glowing with magic power. Then he launched both of them forward.

"Double Palm Burst," he said.

The magic torn through the attack the old man had launched toward him causing the old man to yell out in pain as blood flew from the wounds that were upon his body. Saul made his way forward placing both of his hands behind his back.

"Now then," he said, "How about you and I talk old man…or should I say, Crescent Knight Captain, Bartholomew?"

In another part of the village, a young woman was running through a forest leaving the village behind. She was wearing a long cloak upon her body, hiding her hair from it. The young woman had large green eyes, her mouth lightly opened as she was breathing heavily through her pink lips.

She glanced behind her, looking in the direction of the village seeing the tall tower of smokes rising in the darkness. Tears shone in her eyes as she looked at it, before turning her attention away from it, her lips wobbling lightly from the feelings that were burning within her.

Please…be alright, uncle Bart, she thought.

"Leaving so soon?"

The girl instantly turned her gaze toward the voice finding a man there with a mohawk. The man had a light smirk upon his lips as he was staring at her with both of his hands at shoulder height.

"And here I thought you royal type were honorable," he continued, "But then again, you haven't been a royal for years haven't you?"

The girl stepped back.

"Who are you?" she asked, "What you do want?"

The man stepped closer to her.

"Who am I?" he said, "Well, I am Azil as for what I want…the boss is the one that wants ya girly."

She stepped back a little.

"Pleasure to meet you, Yael Salvatore."

Somewhere…

A man was standing upon a balcony by himself as he was staring out toward the lands in front of him. this man had wild hair with a small smirk upon his lips. He was wearing an animal skin shirt upon his body thought it was sleeveless showing off his well muscled arms.

They'll return soon with my prize, he thought, and then, through her, I will find one of the most powerful treasure that the fallen family had tried to hide.

The man let out a grin.

"With that power in my hand, not even they would be able to stand in my way," he laughed, "I will be able to control all of Atlasia as it's new King. The Minotaur Empire has a nice ring to it…"

The man raised is hand toward the sky, almost like he his going to grasp the crescent shaped moon in the sky.

"The Dragon Heart will soon be in my grasp," he grinned darkly.

Fallen God

Beast Eater Minotaur

A menace stir...

Next Time: A Collision of Events

Jacques0 out.

R&R