Chapter 14
Lord Nilrem,
Judge
Drake's View
Shortly after departure, we arrived at the Grand Canyon. As we landed the jet, the mysterious person seemed to trip over the stairs. I was going to save him, but then instantly, he stood almost horizontally. Slowly, but with grace, he levitated himself into an upright position and just stared at me.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yes." He said. His voice was deep, and powerful, yet in an odd way calming. It's almost as if I heard his voice before, but I couldn't place my finger on it. I must've dozed off because Logan's voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Hey Scales get movin! We're not gonna wait up for ya!" He yelled. So I hurried up and got a move on. The mystery man followed me quite swiftly, even though he was wearing a huge robe, his movements were like a flowing river, smooth and calm.
When we reached the edge of the Canyon, the mystery man telekinetically lifted all of us into the air and slowly lowered us down the huge hole. What really amazed me is that he did this all and thought this was nothing. At least he didn't seem to have a problem, but more I thought about it the more it complexes me.
As we were going down, we saw this small entrance. Well at least I saw it.
"Hey, up there stop!" I yelled.
"Why are we stopping Drake?" Scott asked.
"Can't you see the entrance, it's right…oh yeah, you can't see it. I can because of my extra vision. Just follow me." I said. I then extended my wings and flew into the wall. Everyone expected me to slam into the wall, but I didn't. Instead I phased right through the wall. Soon after, everyone else did the same. The enigmatic man was last to arrive.
"Scaly, I want you in front, you sorta know what we're up against." Logan announced.
"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you." I answered.
After awhile in the dark damp cave, we arrived at a stone cold door. I went up to touch the magnificent piece of work. It must've been a mile high, and at least a hundred feet in width. On the stone door was carved a great entity, fighting a small, but formidable warrior with wings. Around the two beings was an army of God knows what. After what seemed like hours, the mysterious man fell to the ground, like he fainted.
I went over to see if he was all right, but my biggest surprise was that his hood was lifted. Or should I say her hood was lifted.
"Sharon? Is that you?" I asked cautiously. She slowly opened her eyes and said.
"Hey Tommy, uh surprise?" Then Sharon fell unconscious. I quickly went over to lift her up, thankfully she was all right, but who knocked her out?
"That would be me Dragoon of the Frost!" Boomed a familiar voice.
The door opened up with an eerie creak, an out came the beast.
His whole body was like a skyscraper. Muscles and veins were bulging out of everyplace imaginable, night black armor cover his upper body and legs, but most of all as his eyes that were hidden behind his unruly helmet. They were as bright as the sun, but red as blood. There was only one thing that could be read from his eyes, and that was death…