Me- Hey, I'm back sooner this time!

Erk&Canas(playing cards)- Oh boy...

Priscilla-Meh...

Me-Oh no! My muses, they are dull! NOOO-coughcough-Anyway, time to respond to some reviews.

WarpSlashGundam-Why do you hate me? Oh well, thanks for the critism. I guess...

Me-Well I felt that the last chapter was a rushed, so I took my time on this one. Hopefully you'll enjoy it. Jinn is a dragon Jinn is a dragon (does a little dance) Hey Erk I need your mystical megaphone abilities.

Erk-k-

THIS IS A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT- THIS CHAPTER HAS EXTREMELEY SLIGHT NUDITY- THAT IS ALL-

Canas&Priscilla-yay? Oh well, R&R...


As Lloy ran up the path he hoped that he would not come too late. The creature released a terrible, horrifying shriek. It came down on the wyverns with no mercy or remorse in its cold eyes. One of the poor minuscule dragons and its rider looked up in a mixed look of fear and confusion as a gigantic taloned fist came down upon them, crushing the life from their very beings, absorbing it. The others attempted to flee, but from its mouth the dragon unleashed a furious shaft of light, instantly incinerating them.

He reached the top of the highland as the dragon turned its attention to the only other person on the plateau. Priscilla. Its eyes narrowed as a fresh wave of anger overcame its body. It moved towards her, wings folding down along its back. She screamed as it stalked onward. And then it stopped. As fast as the horrible transformation had begun it seemed to be ending.

The dragon's feet faltered as it fell onto its side. It began to twitch sporadically. Its jerky movements caused the plain to begin to shudder violently. It coughed several times as it began to shrink. The skin appeared as if it was empty, void, like a balloon with little air. It shrank and shrank, until the skin became tight once more. The scales began snapping off like buttons. After several minutes of this freakish conversion, the dragon resembled the figure of a boy lying on his stomach, unmoving.

The girl, Priscilla, was still breathing heavily as she approached Jinn's still figure. Lloy decided it was time to act. Leaping up into the night sky, he crossed before the moon. As he landed he cast out an extra robe he always carried with him. It fell across the nude form of his unconscious friend, shocking the girl who had not seen his dramatic entrance. The boy, who was laying face down, was now covered in a deep maroon cape. Lloy bent down and lifted up his now fully human friend.

He turned to Priscilla, breaking the silence, "If he is truly your friend. And you care for him as I see you do. Then you will tell no one. Not even him," he indicated Jinn with a nod as he continued "Do not let this truth affect your judgment."

"I...I do not yet know what to...I...I need to think." Priscilla seemed quite upset, and rightly so. She had just seen one of her friends be tossed aside like a rag doll, was threatened by a dragon, and seen a new friend transform into one of, if not the, most destructive things in Elibe.

"If you feel up to it and hurry, then you may be able to save your friend over there. He may still live." Lloy walked over to Erk's still body. Priscilla seemed to have forgotten about Erk, but she ran over to him, clutching a stave that she had managed to hang on to. She lifted his blood-stained head from the dirt and listened for a heartbeat. She sat up a relieved look on her face. He was alive.

As Lloy walked down the mountain he wondered where Mattew and Legault had disappeared to. He could only hope that no one besides Priscilla and himself had seen Jinn's transformation. But his hopes were wrong. Dead wrong.

The battle had apparently ended. Lloy secretly hoped his friend Lloyd had made it out O.K. He reached the bottom of the slope to see Mattew and Legault sitting on two large rocks. They had planned on following him, but had lost track of him in the dark and did not want to separate themselves from the main group. As Lloy looked he could see the fires of the main group's encampment. Before traversing their way there, the three assassins and Jinn, who was still unconscious, waited for Priscilla and Erk to come down from the plateau.

Eventually a very tired looking Priscilla and Erk stumbled down the hillside, leaning on each other for mutual support. Together, the mercenaries all walked back toward the encampment, in silence.

Everyone was worried about them, for they were the last ones to return. Everyone had Jinn's loud roars, but no one knew what they were. They all headed to the healer's tent, where Serra and several cots were waiting for them. After everyone had lain down, asleep, except for Serra and Lloy, Lloy made sure Jinn would get good care while Serra was running around organizing things. Once he was positive that Jinn would receive the best of care, Lloy himself laid down to sleep.

As soon as he was asleep, a certain pink-haired cleric smiled a mischievous grin.


Me- A wise man once said that pie tastes really good. And he was right!

Erk-Uhoh. I know that evil grin. We are all going to die!

Canas- Calm yourself Erk, shes just a cleric. Whats the worst she do?

Erk-You don't know. You weren't there. (goes into montage) Nobody knows the trouble I've seen...

Priscilla-NO! Jinnhow could you turn on me like that?

Me-Hey I was a dragon. I have no self control.

Priscilla- Hmph.

Canas-R&R

Erk-Or Serra will come for you!