Chapter Thirteen – Seyruun! Chaos-Dragon Gaav!
They reached Seyruun two and a half weeks later. Zillas had been to the city before, but she was still awed by its size. Granted that the city's strong aura of White magick made her feel a little uncomfortable – but she still loved the sight of the place. They checked into an inn and then went to walk around the city.
The reason they were here was not sightseeing, though. They were here to meet with Gaav – for obvious reasons he had wanted to meet Zillas in a place where they could be sure that Zelas' wolves could not attack them openly because of the aura of White magick that surrounded the city. They finally found the tavern that they were looking for – the Blazing Dragon Tavern – and went inside.
Like all taverns, it was noisy and full of people. Almost everybody in the tavern had an aura of a White Mage around him or her, and they felt distinctly out of place. They felt more at ease when they saw him: Chaos-Dragon Gaav. He was sitting alone at a table, his ridiculously long red hair falling to the floor behind him. He was dressed, as usually, in a brown trench coat, black pants, and black boots. He spotted Zillas and company and smiled, standing up to beckon them over with a wave of his hand. They made their way through the crowd and sat down at the table, and could not help but stare at Gaav. He was tall and somewhat handsome, and he had an air of self-confidence about him that made Zillas feel certain that she wanted to serve him loyally. She wondered if her grandmother had the same air about her.
Gaav broke the silence. "So you're Xellos' daughter," he said. "You look a lot like him, you know."
Zillas fidgeted in her seat. "I know," she said, and quickly added in, "Lord Gaav."
Gaav looked at her, then at Silvira. "I see you've been rubbing off on her," he said, apparently amused. "Zillas, just call me Gaav, please. At least until we leave this place – I don't want any of these humans trying to fight us."
Silvira chuckled. "They wouldn't stand much of a chance," she smirked.
Gorian shook his head. "Our powers are diminished here," he snapped. "Even Zillas can feel it, and she's half-human!"
Zillas could indeed feel a slight drain in her powers. Seyruun was a beautiful city, but it wasn't a great place for anybody of Mazoku blood to be – even if they happened to be half-human.
Gaav raised his hand for silence. "Then we should leave as soon as possible," he said. "We'll teleport to the Desert of Death the moment we're out of the city."
Zillas nodded – they weren't going to get an argument from her! Gaav stood up and they left the tavern and walked out of the city. The moment that they were out of range of the city, they surrounded Gaav and he teleported them to his domain – the Desert of Death.
Xellos faded into the area, a sly grin on his face. "So," he said, "my little Pumpkin is working for Gaav? Well, this will prove…interesting."
Author's notes: Short chapter, ne? At last, Zillas meets Gaav! Enjoying this so far?