Overlords of the Elven Dominion

by Azure Seriu

After twelve years the popular DMMORPG Yggdrasil is shutting down it's servers. In its last minutes members of the Elf only guild Tears Of Elvhenan say good bye to the game they love. (Still Working on story rewrites and reworks. New chapter is a rework and new direction. Ains and co still coming...)

5. Of Red Kings And White Priests

Azanar Vas Elvhenan

Azanar has very long crimson hair that flows like fire over his pale features. He has heterochromic eyes. His left is gold like his brother's and the other an emerald sheen. He wears an armor of golden plate laid upon crimson fabric with a gold embroidered red hooded cloak and was made to resemble the dragon hunter armor from the Dragon age series. He is in plain clothes currently which consists of a white dress shirt, silver overcoat and pants, and shoes.

Haleir:

Haleir is a small elf who has slightly tanned skin, wild shoulder-length red hair, with one green eye and the other blue. She wears a white fur cloak made from a wolf's pelt, which hid most of her small frame over a white and blue tribal top and shorts. She also has two Daggers, one sheathed to her lower back and one the other to her right thigh.

Arundeil:

He has a tan. Sun-kissed skin with blue eyes and shoulder-length auburn hair. A gold hoop earring in his right ear and wears a black tri-cornered pirate's hat with an Eagle feather, a black shirt with full sleeves with a deep v showing off his chiseled chest and the scar across it, tan breeches held up by a black leather belt with a gold Buckle which also holds his runed silver cutlass and duel pistols. And lastly, black leather boots with gold buckles.

Argon:

Argon is a giant of an elf, has tan skin, light green eyes, and long black hair, which is shaved bald on the sides and styled into a ponytail reaching his lower back. He is clad in a caped gold and silver-colored set of Pathfinder full plate Dragon Bone armor.

Uriel:

A beautiful elf with short black hair, olive skin, and green eyes. She has intricate markings resembling branches starting on her forehead and ending just below her eyes.

Ricca:

fair-skinned with dirty blonde hair. It has a small goatee and blue eyes. He wears gray iron armor.

Mayor Ricton Brine:

A bearded middle-aged man dressed in excellent purple noblemen's clothes. Has brown slicked back hair and hazel eyes.

Calder:

A young man in a blue caped full set of silver plate armor. He has rainy white medium-length hair and icy white eyes

Aurora:

A young woman with fair skin, long rainy white hair, and icy white eyes. She wears a blue and white dress that flows from top to bottom and has a jewel neckline, which subtly reveals the modest dress worn below it. The satiny, corset-like tied fabric of her dress covers her stomach, where the continuous flow is broken up by a thick cloth belt worn fairly high around her waist.

The City of Rimun

The light of the midday sun reflects off the silver armor of paladins as they stood before Azanar and Aurora. The fearsome appearance of the holy warriors in stark contrast to the beauty at their fore. And next to the Beautiful Priestess stood a brown-haired and blue-eyed portly priest with a self-satisfied grin across his face.

Kalart then spoke. "Aurora, it's good to see you."

The silver-haired girl then replied nervously.

"It's good to see you too, Lady Kalart, Um how have you been?"

Kalart then smiled as she replied.

"Hmmm, not bad, but I would be better if you convince your friend to come quietly."

Azanar then chimed in. "See... I would, but I am still trying to figure out what exactly I did wrong."

The priest then spoke angrily. "You must be joking... Attacking Paladins, "

Azanar then retorted. "Debatable."

The priest then continued. "Aided and abetted a criminal."

Aurora then chimed in. "The child, you mean."

The priest scoffed as he finished. "And you assaulted a member of the priesthood."

Azanar then replied. "Now, We both know thaaaats not true."

The priest grumbled. "Why you.." and began to retort before Kalart interjected.

"What Priest Alkes is trying to convay is that the charges against you are quite severe."

Aurora then stepped forward and chimed in.

"But lady Kalart, Lord Azanar simply saw a child in need and intervened. The potions were no longer in the child's possession. It was priest Alkes who escalated the situation by attacking an unarmed child."

Kalart then glared at the priest as she inquired. "Is this true!?"

The priest then stammered as he tried to answer. "Well...I..."

Aurora then continued causing Kalart to look back at her.

"Perhaps we could pay for or replace the potions." Kalart then shook her head as she replied.

"Unfortunately not. These potions were part of a collection said to be passed down from the four gods themselves and therefore are priceless."

Azanar sighed as he thought. "(Of course they were.)"

He then spoke as he walked over to the broken bottles.

"Well, if that's the case." Azanar then bent down and placed a hand over the spilled contents before speaking.

《RESTORE GREATER ITEM》

Everyone watched in awe as time seemed to weave backward putting the broken bottles back together and lifting the liquid into the air and then back into the jars along with their contents.

Azanar looked at the potions with disappointment.

"(Looks like I went overboard. It's just a Luck Potion to increase drop rates and an Essence of Fire potion that increases the power of fire magic. The tier 3 spell Item Repair would have been more than enough... but why did the boy want them?)"

The priest was amazed as he spoke. "I have never seen a spell like that. What tier was that?"

Azanar then answered plainly. "Seventh tier."

The priest then stammered in utter shock.

"A..A seventh tier...thats not possible...how?..."

Kalart then spoke barely able to contain her shock" Seventh Tier magic?... But that's the realm of the gods."

Azanar then picked the two bottles up and walked them over to Kalart, who was still in shock and barely able to contain herself as she watched Azanar move toward her.

Azanar then handed over the potions to The High Priestess, who shook off her shock to look them over.

"Astonishing they have been completely restored. I was told you were a powerful magic caster but to be capable of the Seventh tier spells...its..rather hard to believe, to say the least."

Azanar then spoke.

"Hmm? Where I come from Seventh Tier Spells are rather standard."

Kalart looked at him in disbelief as she spoke. "You can't be serious."

Azanar then replied. "I am."

The Priest then spoke outraged. "You dare claim to stand among the the gods?! Lies!! Your kind aren't worthy your just elven tra.."

But before he could finish Azanar who had grown angrier and angrier spoke.

"Hold your tongue!!"

Azanar ring began to glow as his words seemed to rip through the mind of everyone nearby except for Aurora and Kalart as he continued.

"Say what you want of me. But I will not tolerate another word against my people. Do I make myself clear priest?"

The priest, now barely able to stand, replied. "Cr...crystal...my apologies.."

Azanar then turned his attention to Kalart before speaking.

"Now, will this suffice?"

Kalart looked around at the priest and her paladins, who were visibly shaken Before she shook off her disbelief and answered.

"I suppose... but I still need the boy."

Azanar then sighed heavily before inquiring.

"Why?"

Kalart then answered. "The only way he could have known about the potions and where they were being kept is if someone in the church told him. I need to know who it was."

Azanar then replied.

"Hmm, that makes sense. The boy said a man in the temple led him to the potions and told him they could heal his sick mother."

Kalart then rubbed her chin as she spoke.

"So he saw his face...which means..."

Azanar then spoke up as he realized.

"He is in danger."

Kalart then looked at her paladins and spoke.

"Fan out! Search the slums! We need to find that boy."

Azanar then spoke. "I will help too."

Aurora then spoke up. "Me too."

Kalart then replied. "Ok, then. Meet me at the church if you find anything."

Azanar and Aurora then spoke in unison. "Right."

Kalart and her men then headed in the direction of the slums, followed by Azanar and Aurora.

Azanar then thought as he walked. "(I should contact Arundeil.)"

ELSEWHERE IN TOWN

Arundeil and Argon were walking out of a building with a sign that read Adventure's Guild when Arundeil heard Azanar's voice speak directly into his mind. "(Arundeil, Are you there?)"

Arundeil then answered as he walked through town.

"(Ah, my Lord, I was just about to contact you. Argon and I came across an organization called the Adventure's Guild, and I think they will be handy in gatherings information on powerful warriors and magic casters...maybe even Evunial.)"

Azanar then replied.

"(Excellent work Arundeil. I want a full report on that later, but right now I need help tracking a young elven boy in the eastern part of the city. He has fair skin, blue hair, and blue eyes with a faded scar above his right eye.)"

Arundeil then spoke.

"( Urial is scouting the eastern part of the city under the guise of letting Calder show her around. I will send her the description immediately.)"

Azanar then replied. "(Excellent! I will search the northern part. See that she checks the southern.)"

Arundeil then replied. "(Right.)"

A FEW HOURS LATER

The sun hung low as Azanar stood waiting while Aurora talked to some resident elves. As he waited, Azanar took in his surroundings. The streets were old and not maintained. Buildings were run down and rotted in some places. And the people, both elves and humans, looked sickly and weak.

Aurora walked over and spoke. "More of the same. They said the boy's name is Arnen, and his mother's name is Marian but they haven't seen either of them."

Azanar sighed before he spoke. "They all look so sick. What's wrong with them?."

Aurora's expression saddened as she replied. "Recently, sickness has been spreading through this part of the city. No one knows where it came from, but Father Maxwell and the church have been giving out free medicine to help. My father told me that he is working on a way to convince some of the nobles to support and fund a cure. They are stubborn, but so is he."

Azanar then replied. "Your father is a good man. He shouldn't have to fight such basic injustices, and neither should your queen...they deserve better."

Just then, Azanar heard Urial's voice in his mind.

"(Sire?)"

Azanar then answered. "(Yes, Uriel?)"

Uriel then spoke. "(I found him...)"

Azanar and Aurora ran up to a house in the southern part of the slums. The door had been splintered and was on the floor. As the two entered the house, Azanar Noticed signs of a struggle that led from the broken door to the back room. And on the door frame, he could see blood.

"Aurora. Stay here." He said, not taking his eyes off the room.

Aurora then started to speak. "But.."

Azanar then looked at her and cut her off. "I mean it. Stay here."

Aurora then sighed in defeat as she spoke. "Ok, "

Azanar then looked at the broken door and spoke. "Don't want any surprises. (TIER 3 ITEM REPAIR)" The door then came back together and closed as Azanar continued down the hallway to the open door and looked in.

Azanar was speechless and horrified as he took in the gruesome scene. Blood covered the floor and bed as Uriel stood next to Calder, who was knelt examining the corpse of the elven boy, the body had multiple stab wounds and his hands and feet were bound. The corpse of a human woman with blue hair and soft, elegant features lay on the bed with a single stab wound to the heart. As Azanar took a step into the room, Uriel noticed him and addressed him.

"My Lord, I am sorry. We could not find him in time."

Azanar then replied. "What happened here!?"

Calder then spoke. "From what I can tell, the boy was tortured. Whoever did this wanted something."

Azanar then looked over to the bed before speaking. "And his mother?"

Calder then looked down angrily before he answered. "They made him watch."

Azanar clenched his fists as rage welled up inside of him. Just then, he heard a gasp from behind him.

Calder then looked up and spoke surprised. "Aurora?!"

Aurora stood silent, her mouth covered as tears started to run down her face.

Calder then shot up and quickly embraced her, hiding her face in his chest as he spoke. "Don't look!... You shouldn't see this. What are you doing here?"

Azanar then spoke as he approached the boy's body. "She was showing me around town. We ran into this boy but realized too late that he was in danger. Uriel was in this part of the city, so I had a message relayed to her to search the area."

Calder, still holding Aurora, spoke. "Yeah, she told me. But why were you looking for this boy?"

Azanar then answered as he knelt over the boy. "Your High Priestess believed he could help identify a traitor within the church."

Calder then spoke. "You met with Lady Kalart? Wait.. so then they killed him to keep him quiet.

Azanar then spoke. "Looks like it." Calder then questioned. But why did they torture him?"

Aurora then cried into Calder's chest. "Why would someone do this!"

Azanar looked at the boy and spoke, "They wanted something. The question is, what?"

Just then, Azanar heard something. A fifth heartbeat in the room. Uriel then spoke.

"My Lord."

Azanar then replied. "I know."

Calder then inquired. "What?"

Azanar then answered as he slowly stood up.

"One of them is still here."

The group looked around, searching for movements. Just then, Azanar heard movement over his head as the assailant jumped down his sword poised to kill Azanar. Time seemed to slow as Azanar spoke.

《ENCHANTER'S BLADE》

A golden blade of light then appeared in Azanar's right hand out of thin air and in a single movement faster than anyone in the room could perceive cut the man's sword hand clean off. But before the man could scream in pain, Azanar grabbed him by the throat and ripped him out of the air with his left hand effortlessly slamming him against the wall and pinning him."

The man had black hair, tan skin, and menacing purple eyes. Tattoos ran from the right side of his neck down to his missing right hand. The man used his remaining hand to tear at Azanar's arm and face as he frantically tried to get loose and escape. Azanar was unaffected by the man's barrage as he tightened his grip around his throat, his eyes filled with unbridled rage.

Calder then walked up to the Elven Lord and placed a hand on his shoulder as he spoke.

"Lord Azanar, I understand your anger, but you must not kill him."

Azanar then replied without looking away from the man.

"You want me to let this...murderer live?"

Calder then spoke.

"I know it's hard. I want him dead too, but if we don't try to use him to find the traitor in the church, I fear more innocent people will die."

Azanar then looked at Calder and then back at the killer before releasing his grip and letting the man fall to the ground, coughing as he forced air into his lungs.

Calder then unsheathed his sword and placed it against the man's neck before speaking.

"In the name of the paladin order who serve the Four Great Gods. I demand you tell me the name of the traitor!"

The man then began to laugh.

The sickening sound rang through the house before he spoke.

"Hahahaha...You Paladins and your stupid blind faith, it's why you are all so easy to control, to manipulate, you will believe anything if it's "In the name of the gods" Hahaha."

Azanar, who was unamused, then spoke as his ring glowed.

"(ANSWER!!)"

The man then stopped laughing and answered.

"I don't know. They have kept their Identity a secret to maintain security until we have sufficient power in the Holy Kingdom."

Calder then spoke again. "Who would know?"

The man then answered. "Gorthen relays the orders so he might know."

Azanar then spoke. "And where is he?"

The man then answered. "Probably having a drink with Cazden by now."

Azanar and Calder looked at each other, shocked before looking back at the man.

Azanar then commanded again his ring glowing.

"Explain!"

The man then spoke.

"The boy was meant to be a diversion. We have no use for relics... but your "traitor" knew that you would use all your resources to retrieve them, giving us a perfect opportunity to break our men out."

Azanar then angrily asked. "And the boy? Why torture him?"

The man then answered.

"We were going to finish him off after we had some fun with his mom, no loose ends, you know? But she was different, stronger, she put up a fight. We found empty potion bottles; we knew they weren't the relics, so we told him to tell us where he got them and when he wouldn't tell us. We started on the mother. Didn't take long after that."

Azanar had a look of shock on his face as he thought.

"(The potions!...they wanted to know where he got the potions I gave him...I did this... Dammit!! How could I have been so stupid!! Giving something so powerful to a defenseless boy!)"

The man then continued.

"(Once he gave us your description, the other four headed over to the mayor's house to scout and left me to finish them off and clean up."

Azanar's look of shock disappeared as he spoke with an eerie calmness.

"So, you killed them?"

The man then answered.

"Yes,"

Azanar then spoke.

"That makes this simple."

《INCINERATE》

A magic circle appeared under the man, and in the next instant, he screamed in agony as he burst into flame. He then burned away, leaving nothing but ash.

Calder then grabbed Azanar by the shoulder and yelled. "Dammit, there was still information to gain from him!"

Azanar then retorted. "Nothing worth keeping him alive."

Calder then started to speak.

"You don't.."

Aurora then spoke up.

"Stop it! Both of you! That horrible man said that the others went to the house. Reani and Allder could be in danger!"

Uriel then put a hand on Aurora's shoulder reassuringly and spoke.

"There is no need to worry, Aurora. Halier is with them. They are safe."

Aurora looked at Uriel as Azanar reaffirmed.

"Uriel is right. If there were a problem, Haleir would have contacted me."

Aurora then replied. "That may be true, but I still want to see for myself. If that's alright?"

Azanar then answered. "Of course, it is. We will head over there right away... Just give me a moment to set things right."

Azanar then turned and looked at the two bodies in the room before he spoke.

《BREATH OF LIFE》

As he spoke, his eyes began to glow bright white, and then a white gas came forth from his mouth.

His companions watched in awe as the gas flowed across the room floor and climbed up onto the bed. The gas then entered the mouths of the child and woman. Their wounds and bruises healed instantly as they gasped for air while life filled their lungs once again.

Calder then spoke. "Resurrection magic!? How powerful is he?"

Azanar then smiled as the boy, and his mother sat up.

"(Oh man, this is awesome, it worked! And it took so little mana because of their level.)"

The boy then shook his head and looked around before he spoke. "

What?... Mom?"

The woman then replied to him. I am right here, sweetheart."

The boy then jumped up and hugged her tight. The two then slumped down to the ground beside the bed.

Azanar then knelt to eye level with the mother as she looked at her hand in disbelief before speaking. "H..how...is...this possible...I remember."

Azanar then spoke softly as he gently grasped her hand.

"Be calm, my lady. My name is Azanar Elvhenan. I am sure you have many questions, and I will be happy to answer any of them as soon as I can, but for now,"

Azanar then turned his attention to the son.

"Arnen, I need you to tell me about the man in the temple. The man who told you about the artifacts."

The boy then spoke, his voice shaking slightly.

"I...I know he was a priest but he was wearing a hood so I couldn't get a good look at his face b..but ... his voice was kind... I trusted him and he..and he..."

The boy then hugged his mother tightly as tears streamed down his face.

"I am so sorry mother...I just wanted to save you

His mother gently placed a hand on the boy's cheek.

"Shhh, it's ok. You did save me. It's over now..."

Azanar watched the mother and son as memories of warmth and safety crept into his mind.

"(If only I could have saved you...)"

The mother then addressed Azanar waking him from his thoughts.

"Right? It's over."

Azanar nodded as he replied.

"Yes. You and your son are safe, and I will not rest until the men responsible for this are punished..."

He paused before continuing.

"But no one should live with the memory of their death."

Azanar then gently placed a hand on the boy's face.

"(About a days experience should do it..")

He thought before his ring began to glow...

《COMMAND: FORGET》

Arnen's eyes went blank for a moment before looking up at Azanar surprised.

"Huh? You're the man from the Market... What are you doing here?"

Azanar then answered smiling kindly.

"I just came to make sure the potioned worked and it looks like they did."

The boy then looked up at his mom and hugged her.

"Mom! Your up! Is it true? Are you all better?!"

With tears welling in her eyes, Marian answered.

"Yes, my sweet... I am all better..."

Azanar then raised his hand toward Marian's cheek but was stopped as she gently took his hand and held it in both of her and spoke.

"Thank you. For taking those horrible memories from him... But I need mine until I know they have all paid for what they did..."

Azanar could feel her hands shaking as he spoke.

"Then I will make sure that they all do..."

Azanar then stood up and addressed Calder. "

Calder, can I count on you to escort them safely to the church and report what happened here to Lady Kalart?"

Calder then answered. "On my honor, I will see it done."

Azanar then replied. Thank you."

Azanar then turned his attention to Uriel and spoke. "I would like you to accompany them."

Uriel then replied. "Of course, my Lord."

Azanar then raised his hand and spoke.

《GATE》

Just then, a portal appeared in the middle of the room, shocking everyone except for Uriel.

Azanar then looked to Aurora before speaking.

"This will take us back to the house."

Aurora then nodded as she looked at the light swirl of magic. As the two prepared to step through, Azanar felt a tug at his silver coat. He seemed to find that the mother had grabbed hold. she then spoke.

"What you have done for us is beyond words, but I beg of you one more thing."

Azanar then replied. "Name it."

She then spoke, her eyes filled with pain and hate as she held her son tight.

"Make them suffer."

Azanar then replied.

"You have my word."

Azanar then stepped forward with Aurora into the portal and disappeared.

AT THE MAYOR'S HOUSE

Azanar and Aurora stepped out of the portal and into the garden furthest from the main house. The night was silent, the air still. The moonlight shined down, illuminating the surrounding area as Azanar and Aurora looked around.

Aurora then spoke. "It's so quiet...I can't even hear the wind."

Azanar then noticed a thin fog blanketing the ground and thought out loud.

"Territory of the hunter?"

Aurora then inquired. "What's that?"

Azanar then answered. "It's a powerful spell that increases the hunting instincts and senses of tamed beasts and demi-humans."

Azanar then continued. "Haleir must have cast it on the surrounding area. But that means..."

Aurora then spoke as Azanar noticed her hair begin to move ever so slightly in the air.

"What?"

Azanar spoke quietly and calmly as he saw four large paw prints in the ground in front of Aurora.

"Aurora. Don't move."

Aurora then felt an ice-cold breath upon her neck and stood still as Azanar reached out in front of her and pressed his hand against the giant invisible beast.

Azanar then spoke as his ring glowed.

《COMMAND: BE CALM AND REVEAL》

Aurora then watched in horror and amazement as the creature revealed itself to be a giant white wolf mere inches from her face. Its beautiful snow-like fur glistened in the moonlight as its three fierce sapphire-like eyes stared into hers. Azanar then began petting the wolf as he spoke.

"Good girl Freki...Good Girl. This is Aurora; she is my friend, ok. Be nice."

The wolf's eyes then softened as its body relaxed. Azanar then spoke to Aurora. "Give me your hand."

Aurora hesitated for a moment before Azanar spoke again. "It's ok, don't be scared."

Aurora then reached her hand out to Azanar, who then gently placed it on the giant wolf's forehead and spoke.

《COMMAND: USE MARK AS FAMILIAR》

Just then, a red triangular mark appeared on Aurora's right wrist and then disappeared.

Aurora examined her wrist as she spoke.

"What was that?"

Azanar then answered. "I had her use Mark of the familiar. Now you and your bloodline will be considered friends."

Aurora then smiled and started petting the giant while it licked her, and Azanar spoke to it.

《COMMAND: REVERT FORM》

The wolf then glowed a bright white as its form got smaller and smaller until it was a little shorter than Aurora. Its new form was that of a beautiful young girl in light white leather armor with bright almost glowing blue eyes, long snow-white hair that reached down to her ankles two fluffy wolf ears at the top of her head, and an intricate white and blue elven style tattoo on her forehead depicting white slender, elegant branches encircling a beast-like blue eye.

Azanar stood dazed as the wolf girl continued to lick Aurora's neck as the two made unintentionally erotic sounds.

Aurora then spoke as she tried to push Freki off.

"L..Lord...Azanar... Help!!"

Freki then spoke.

"Mmm...Salty..."

The two then fell on the flower bed under them, waking Azanar from his lustful thoughts. He then picked Freki up from the back of her armor one-handed and placed her on the ground next to him before he spoke.

"Bad Freki, apologize."

Freki then spoke as her fluffy white tail wagged nervously behind her.

"Sorry, Ms. Aurora."

Aurora then stood up, still blushing profusely as she dusted herself off and spoke.

"It's...quite alright...no harm done."

Azanar then thought to himself as he scratched his cheek. "(She looks so flustered.)"

Azanar then turned his attention back to Freki.

"Freki, why did Haleir call you from the ship?"

Freki then answered. "Oh.. she wanted us to play fetch with the children, Geri didn't like it, but I had fun."

Azanar looked surprised as he replied.

"She called your sister too!"

Freki nodded quickly as her tail wagged behind her.

Azanar then sighed before he continued.

"And what happened after you were done playing fetch?"

Freki then thought for a moment before answering.

"Ummm... Oh, Lady Haleir told us to watch the perimeter while she watched the children."

Azanar then looked around before asking. "And where is Geri?"

Freki then answered. "Oh, she said she smelled something tasty and ran off into the forest. I told her it was bad, but she wouldn't listen."

Azanar then face-palmed before speaking. "And how long ago was that?"

Freki then thought before answering. "Just before you got here."

Azanar then reached into a pocket dimension and pulled out a giant steak as he spoke. "Thank you, Freki. And for being a good girl.."

He then threw the steak to Freki, who caught it with her mouth and started rolling back and forth while gnawing at it while her tail wagged uncontrollably.

Azanar then looked to Aurora and spoke earnestly. "When does your father usually come home?"

Aurora then answered. "Well.. he should be on his way home now, but due to today's events, he is probably running late...Why?...Do you think he is in danger?"

Azanar then quickly answered while shaking his head. "No. I am sure he is perfectly fine."

Aurora then gave out a sigh of relief as Azanar thought. "( Crap!!! Geri was designed to be the opposite of Freki. While Freki is kind, loving, and friendly. Geri is vicious, aggressive, and revels in pain of others if she comes across anyone in the forest then...)"

Azanar then spoke. "But just in case I will go and meet him halfway. Be back soon."

《TRACK FAMILIAR》

He then took a step into the forest and vanished, leaving Aurora confused as Freki continued rolling back and forth with her treat.

IN THE FOREST

Three men frantically ran through the brush as fast as they could and one of the men yelled as he ran. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING?!!!"

Another man then yelled back." I DON'T KNOW! BUT DID YOU SEE WHAT IT DID TO SEDNA!!"

Then the third man yelled as they ran. "I SAW IT TEAR HIM IN HALF!!"

As the men ran, the sound of the beast in pursuit began to get closer and closer. The first man then yelled. "SHIT!!! IT'S CATCHING UP!!... HEY VIC!!!"

Vic then replied. "WHAT?!!"

The first man then yelled back. "SORRY, MAN!"

Vic then questioned. "FOR WHAT!?"

The first man then screamed again. "FOR THIS!!"

He then shot an arrow into Vic's foot, causing him to trip and fall as he yelled in pain. "YOU BASTARD!!!"

He then tripped, fell, and rolled into a tree. The man now cut up and bruised with blood trickling down his face, sat up against the tree, and whispered to himself.

"Dammit! That clever piece of shit!! I was going to do that."

He then pulled the arrow out of his foot before he continued. "Shit that hurt. I swear if I get out of this, I am gonna kill you, Riv."

Just then, light giggling and movement started to come from behind the bushes in front of him.

"Shit...sounds like a little girl..but why would..."

The giggling and rustling then began to grow louder and louder until it seemed to surround him.

The man brought his blade up, prepared to fight, but just as he did, the noise suddenly stopped.

Vic then sighed in relief before he spoke. "Looks like it didn't notice me...huh?"

Just then, a drop of blood fell on his shoulder. As he looked up, his face twisted in horror, but just as he was about to scream, his whole head was ripped off.

The other two men continued their mad dash through the forest as they argued.

"SHIT! RIV WHY DID YOU DO THAT?"

Riv then answered. "WHY DO YOU THINK GERN!? TO GIVE THE DAMN THING SOMETHING TO CHEW ON SO IT WON'T CHEW ON US! AND WHY DO YOU CARE? WE BOTH KNOW HE WOULD HAVE DONE THE SAME THING!!..."

Gern then answered. "I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT HIM!! THAT BASTARD JUST OWED ME TWENTY GOLD!"

The two men ran until they came across a river Riv then grabbed Gern and pulled him into some bushes for cover. He then whispered. "(MASK SCENT.)"

Gern then whispered. "What the hell man we need to run."

Riv then spoke. "No, we are making too much damn noise running through the forest. We need to let the river carry our scent downstream. The road is only a little way off, but once we get there, we will be sitting ducks, so we need... Hey, are you listening?"

Riv noticed Gern staring at the river and looked. A woman with long raven black hair, milky white skin, and red eyes was taking her clothes off at the river bank. Once her clothes were off, she turned and seemed to notice them and smiled as she used a Finger to beckon them over.

Riv then spoke plainly as he griped his bow and readied an arrow. "Well...That's not normal."

Gern then stood up and started walking over to the woman while Riv protested. "Gern, get back here, dammit now is not the time!"

Gern ignored Riv and continued over to the woman stopping just in front of her and speaking. "I have never seen a woman as beautiful as you."

He then placed his hand against her cheek.

The woman then spoke. "Silly human. Did I say you could touch me?"

Just then, Riv watched in horror as Gern's whole arm disappeared, and he fell to his knees, screaming in pain.

The woman then seemed to move barely, and Gern's head disappeared, silencing the screams. She then raised her hand to her lips and began lapping up the blood before her eyes locked on to Riv as she gave a wicked smile. Riv then, without hesitation, started running at full speed.

He then heard the woman's voice as if she was all around him. "What an interesting little human. No remorse in watching your friends die?"

He then replied as he continued running. "Friend is a strong word. We were more like... associates."

She then replied. "Hmmm, well, let's see what that tastes like."

She said as she flew through the air and bit him in the shoulder as he pulled out a potion causing it to break, covering them both in a cloud of vile-smelling beast repellent.

Riv coughed as he fell out of the forest and onto the road his now dirty blond hair was covered in twigs and leaves his green eyes searching frantically for help until they fell upon the mayor's carriage led by an armed escort as they stopped down the road from him.

"He then ran toward them as he yelled. "WEREWOLF!! IN THE FOREST!"

The Mayor then spoke from inside the carriage.

"What's going on out there?"

Then one of the Guards replied.

"Don't worry, sir. just some fool yelling about Werewolves."

The guard then addressed Vic. "Calm down... you are losing a lot of blood, and you must have hit your head in the forest because there hasn't been a werewolf in the holy kingdom for over a hundred..."

Riv then cut him off. "Shut the hell up moron!! There is a fucking werewolf!! it's already torn trained fighters apart like they were nothing, and if you don't ready your weapons right now, we are all going to die!"

Just then, Riv heard giggling from behind him and turned to see her standing in the middle of the road before she spoke.

"Silly human. They are all going to die regardless."

Her long raven black hair glistened in the moonlight as her red eyes glowed in the night.

The guards all grabbed their weapons as the one in front spoke.

"So is this your werewolf?.. not all that scary if you ask me."

The girl then questioned.

"Werewolf?"

She then started to laugh. The laughter started quiet but began to grow louder and louder till it became like rolling thunder. It suddenly stopped abruptly before she spoke, her voice dark and menacing.

"I am faaar more than a mere werewolf."

Her voice echoed as the intricate eye tattoo on her forehead glowed a bright red and then shot open, revealing a third crimson eye, before her form began to twist and contort as she morphed into a giant jet-black wolf with three terrifying blood-red eyes.

The mayor looked out of the Carriage window in terror as the lead guard spoke. "That is no werewolf!"

The massive beast seemed to smile gruesomely before letting out a deafening howl, which seemed to freeze all the men in terror. It then ran forward toward Riv. Riv then closed his eyes in acceptance of his fate, but just before its jaws met flesh, a voice rang out.

《COMMAND: HEEL》

Riv then opened his eyes and saw the back of an elf with long red hair wearing a silver coat and pants. Azanar had his right hand on the giant wolf's forehead. The beast pressed against his hand, lovingly.

The mayor then spoke as he stepped out of the carriage, his men too engrossed at the moment to protest.

"Ah Lord Azanar. I suppose it's safe to assume that this is your beast."

Azanar then replied sheepishly as he continued to pet Geri.

"Yes... she is called a Dread Wolf sorry for any trouble she caused."

Riv then questioned angrily. "Trouble? Trouble?! That monster killed four people! You think a simple..."

Geri then growled viciously as she spoke, her voice deep and guttural.

"HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO MY MASTER IN SUCH A MANNER!! I WILL RIP YOU APART PIECE BY INSOLENT PIECE!!!"

The sudden verbal assault caused Riv to fall backward onto the ground. The mayor then spoke.

"Killed four people!? Lord Azanar, what's the meaning of this?"

Azanar then thought for a moment.

"(Shit!, Shit!, Shit. How do I explain this? Oh, I know...)"

Azanar then turned around to face the mayor and spoke calmly.

"The men he is referring to work for Eight Fingers; they were attempting to infiltrate your home."

The mayor then spoke with a worried look on his face.

"My home?! But Allder and Reani.."

Azanar then chimed in. "Are perfectly safe...thanks to Geri here."

The giant wolf then pressed her head against Azanar's back and then placed her head under his arm. The mayor then sighed in relief before looking down at Riv with suspicion and speaking.

"And how did you know these men?"

Riv then stammered a bit before looking down at his bow and answering.

"I..Uh..I...I was hunting..yeah hunting when those men came running through the forest. So instinctively, I knew I should run too."

Geri started to growl but stopped when Azanar rubbed her behind the ear and hushed her before speaking.

"Hmm, that explains why you are still alive if you had been with them you'd be dead."

The mayor then spoke as he walked over to his carriage.

"Well, Hunter, consider yourself lucky. You may accompany us, and we will see to your wounds at the house."

Azanar then spoke. "Don't worry. I will take responsibility for his wounds and see that they are healed."

Mayor Ricton then spoke as he got in the Carriage.

"Ah, even better! Lord Azanar is quite the magic caster he will have you fixed up in no time."

As the guards prepared to move out, Azanar noticed their hesitation to get closer to Geri.

Azanar then looked at Geri and spoke. "Geri, if you would."

The giant wolf then spoke. "Of course, master."

The wolf then glowed a bright red before shrinking down and taking her humanoid form her tail wagging as Azanar patted the space on her head between her wolf ears.

The guards then slowly led the Carriage, passed her, and began down the road.

As the mayor's carriage passed Azanar. He addressed the mayor. "I will see you at the house."

The mayor then replied as the carriage continued down the road. "Very well, Lord Azanar, see you soon, and thank you for protecting my home."

Azanar then smiled and waved until the Carriage was out of sight and then looked behind him to find Riv trying to sneak away.

"How far do you think you will get before Geri catches you?"

Geri's eyes flashed red as she smiled.

Riv then stopped and sat down as he signed in defeat before he answered.

"Hadn't thought that far ahead if I am honest...but since we are here, I have to ask why am I still alive because we both know that line you fed the mayor was crap."

Azanar then spoke. "Well, might as well speak plainly. Geri's instincts dictate that she leaves at least one survivor of any humanoid prey she comes across, and you were the one she picked. And I am interested in seeing the effects of the virus Geri infected you with when she bit you."

Azanar then walked over to Riv, crouched down, and pointed at his wound before continuing. "See, it's already taken effect and started healing the bite."

"Riv then spoke as he looked at the bite. "So then this means I am going to become a werewolf?"

Azanar then shook his head as he spoke.

"I am not sure. Geri is not a Werewolf. She is a Dread Wolf, a primordial creature far older and more powerful than any werewolf. Some believe the werewolf viruses that you are familiar with came from them but are a mutated version of the original strain. So I would like to see how it manifests in you."

Riv then spoke. "So, does that mean you will let me live?"

Azanar then answered. "Yes, but the quality of your life depends on your answer to a question I have."

Riv then inquired. "What? Why?"

Azanar then answered.

"Because I promised a mother I found dead next to her tortured and murdered son that I would make those responsible suffer for what they did."

Azanar's ring then began to glow as he spoke.

"Now, I ask you, did you have anything to do with their deaths!?"

Azanar's ring of Domination then shone brightly.

Riv then immediately answered.

"No... by the time I arrived, they were already dead. It made me sick, I wanted to kill everyone in the room, and when a chance presented itself, I let them die."

Azanar then continued.

"Hmm.. doesn't sound like you are very loyal to Eight Fingers."

Riv then spoke, "I am not loyal to Eight Fingers. My loyalties lie with the Baharuth Empire and The Bloody Emporer."

Azanar then inquired. "Hmm..and what are you doing in Eight Fingers?"

Riv then answered. "I was sent to infiltrate Eight Finger's operation in the Holy Kingdom and collect any information that could benefit The Baharuth Empire."

Azanar then finished the line of questioning.

"I have one more question. What is your true name?"

Riv then answered.

"Rivero Vin Nasra."

Azanar then thought.

"(Hmm, well, this is unexpected. A spy just falling into my lap..I can't let an opportunity like this slip by...I wonder...)"

Azanar then pressed his right hand against Rivero's face before speaking

《COMMAND RING: DOMINATION》

The ring's light then began to illuminate the night as Rivero gasped at the power of Azanar's ring taking hold of his mind. Geri watched on in awe of her master as his ring shined brighter and brighter. Azanar could feel the knowledge and experiences of Rivero unfold before his eyes as if they were his own.

Azanar then released Rivero and took a step back, reeling from the spell as he thought.

"(It worked! Just like in Yggdrasil. I gain experience and knowledge from those I use the Ring Of Domination on But while in Yggdrasil, it was just a cheap way to level up and gain a weak follower or two... here I actually gain the knowledge and experience of the individual...I now have an understanding of the Holy Kingdom; its history and government like only a spy could...)"

Azanar then looked at Rivero and spoke.

"Rivero Vin Nasra, Who now do you serve?"

Riv then replied as he placed his hand on his chest.

"You and only you, my Lord. Until I am dust and beyond."

Azanar then spoke. "Very good..now, I want you to return to the Eight Fingers hideout and await further orders."

Rivero then bowed and ran into the forest Azanar then addressed the wolf girl.

"Geri, I want you to collect the bits and pieces of the Eight Finger agents you killed and put them with the dead pirates from the ship. I will have them revived to face punishment later on."

Geri then spoke.

"Of course, master."

She then vanished, leaving Azanar alone on the road.

"Well, I think that's enough for one day... I will ask for a meeting tomorrow it's time I showed off a little..."

《GATE》

THE NEXT DAY

Azanar sat in the church's meeting room as Calder, Mayor Brine, and Lady Kalart conversed over the events of the day before. Lady Kalart spoke. "So, they all escaped?"

Calder then replied. "Unfortunately yes, the surviving guards tell me they assaulted the holding cells in force while most of the city guard was trying to recover the church's holy relics, our men put up a fight but were outnumbered and caught off guard. And regrettably, the Captain of the Guard Resar, along with three others, died in the attack."

Kalart then spoke saddened. "Those poor souls."

Then another voice rang out angered.

"How dare they toy with our faith... using our relics as bait. These Eight Fingers heathens have no shame and must be punished!"

The man looked to be middle-aged with light brown hair, blue eyes, and light skin.

The Mayor then spoke. "I agree with Father Maxwell. They even went to my home! If it wasn't for Lord Azanar..."

Calder then placed a hand on the mayor's shoulder and spoke. "Yes... Lord Azanar's help proved invaluable, but who's to say next time will be the same...we need to strike now while they are drunk on their drunk on this small victory and crush them. Father Maxwell then spoke. "Yes! We should ask the Nine Colors to deal with them."

Kalart then spoke. "I have already asked for their assistance, but the ones closest are Blue and Black, and it will take two days until they arrive."

The mayor then spoke concerned. "But by that time, they could have consolidated their strength or gone into hiding."

Lady Kalart then spoke, "Exactly.. which is why I want to find a more immediate solution."

She then looked at Azanar and spoke.

"You have been rather quiet, you must have a plan of action you want to put forth, am I right?"

Azanar then spoke as everyone listened.

"Oh me? I was just waiting for one of you to address the fact that there might be a traitor in the temple and any plan we come up with could be compromised."

Father Maxwell then spoke.

"Though I sympathize with the boy. None of our priests would betray our kingdom, this must of been an impostor."

Azanar then replied.

"Well, If he was impersonating a priest. He still knew exactly where your Holy artifacts were. Which from what I understand was a closely guarded secret."

The Elven lord then leaned forward as he finished.

"Which does not bode well for your security measures. Even among your senior members."

Father Maxwell glared at the Elf.

"What are you insinuating?"

Azanar then replied.

"I would think that was obvious..."

Father Maxwell then slammed his hand on the table.

"How dare you!"

Kelart then spoke up.

"Enough!"

Azanar and Maxwell then sat back in their chairs as Kelart spoke.

"Lord Azanar. Do you have a plan of action or not."

Azanar then answered.

"Yes. I have a plan that could ride you off Eight-Fingers completely. But due to the possibility of our enemy catching wind of it. I have written it down and will give it to a select few I deem trustworthy."

Then Father Maxwell spoke out. "Ha, as if we would put our trust in..."

Kalart then cut him off, causing him to curse under his breath. "How soon would you be ready?"

Azanar then answered. "We will be initiating the plan tonight."

Kalart then inquired. "And what would you want in return?"

Azanar then replied.

"A residence of my own with housing suitable for my men and for my meeting with the Queen to be expedited as much as possible."

Kalart then leaned back in her chair before replying. "I believe that can be arranged. But who do you deem trustworthy enough to be a part of your plan?"

Azanar then answered.

"You and Paladin Leon are my choices. You may bring your own men but I suggest you choose wisely."

Calder then nodded confidentially. "I know just men for the job."

Kalart then smiled and spoke. "Then it's decided.."

Father Maxwell then spoke out again.

"Wait a minute! So you are just going to put your faith in this Elf's word? In a plan only he knows? Absurd! This "plan" is most likely a trap. I demand he shares it with us in its entirety. All of us..."

Azanar then thought to himself. "(Hmm? I guess this guy dosen't like getting left out. I am sensing a lot of hostility from him.)"

Calder then spoke out. "I saw first hand when one of them attacked him with intent to kill. I saw no familiarity between the two."

Maxwell then retorted. "That still does not free him of suspicion."

Azanar then thought again. "(Seriously, man?)"

Kalart then spoke. "True...but last night a mother and child were brought to me, and they told me an unbelievable story of how Azanar saved them...so unbelievable I had to use magic to make sure they were telling the truth, and I found no falsehoods in them so until I am proven wrong I chose to believe in him..."

Father Maxwell then sighed in defeat before speaking.

"By your judgment High Priestess..and if that is all, I will be taking my leave."

The High Priestess then nodded in allowance. Father Maxwell then stood up and left visibly frustrated.

"May the Four watch over you."

The priest said as he left.

The Mayor then spoke. "Don't mind him, Azanar. He is stubborn, but I am sure he will come around."

Azanar then spoke. "If you say so.."

The mayor then addressed the High Priestess.

"I will take my leave as well. I need to see to it that the families if the departed are notified, and a new captain of the guard is appointed."

Kalart then replied. "I understand. Thank you for your time, Mayor Brine."

The Mayor then did a slight bow before leaving.

Kalart waited for the door to close before speaking.

"Now, Calder, would you mind waiting for me outside? I would like a few words with Lord Azanar in private."

Calder then replied.

"Of course, High Priestess."

Calder then placed a reassuring hand on Azanar shoulder before leaving.

Kalart then spoke.

"Good, we now can talk freely."

Azanar then thought to himself.

"(Hmm this should be good..)"

Kalart then stood and spoke plainly.

"When Calder reported what happened in the slums, I asked him to keep it just between us. Can you guess why?"

Azanar then spoke. "Hmm. Because of the resurrection magic I used on the boy and his mother?"

Kalart chuckled a bit before answering. "Haha...So humble...you and I both know that was far beyond simple resurrection magic. I can perform a fifth tier spell called raise dead, but the spell's success depends on the strength and vitality of the target. If I were to use it on anyone less then exceptional, the loss of vitality would be so much that they would crumble to dust."

She then leaned on the table toward Azanar before continuing.

"And yet you managed to resurrect both an untrained woman and a child back to full vitality with no sign of fatigue or body decay.

Moreover, you can use powerful offensive magic and create weapons from light. That takes power...more then I can fathom."

Azanar then thought to himself.

"(Hmm, this might be bad. Maybe I should have been more cautious.)"

Kalart then continued.

"The mayor told me that you came bearing gifts for the Queen in hopes of building bonds between your homeland and ours. But I think its more than that...I know what you are after.."

Azanar then started to panic. "(Crap! What does she think I am after? Conquest, subjugation)"

Kalart then spoke. "You want to ask for the Queen's hand!"

Azanar then thought to himself, shocked. "(What?!!)"

Kalart then continued. "It's so obvious, I mean you are not the first, but I will say you are the best candidate so far..."

Azanar then started, "No...Wait...I"

Kalart then cut him off. "Don't worry, I won't tell, but just know that I will be watching tonights operation closely to see how worthy you are of our Queen."

Azanar then thought to himself again. "(WHAAA?!!)"

Azanar walked out of the church and sighed with relief before he spoke.

"That woman is intense...Her hand, huh?.."

Just then, Argon walked up and immediately acknowledged the Elven Lord.

"Ah Lord Azanar. Did everything go, alright?

Azanar then replied. "Hmmm? Oh, Argon... yes, quite well. Is the preparation finished?"

Argon then answered. "Yes, my Lord."

Azanar then spoke. "Excellent!! This will be our chance to show the power of Lokelonde. It must be flawless."

Argon then replied with pride. "Since it's your plan, my Lord, it could not turn out any other way."

Azanar then smiled brightly.

Calder then walked over and spoke. "Lord Azanar?"

Azanar then replied."Ah.. Calder, what is it?"

Calder then spoke as he scratched the back of his head. "Well, I was going to go and prepare my men when I realized I hadn't gotten the plans from you."

Azanar then thought. "(Dammit! How could I forget something so pivotal!)"

Azanar then spoke. "Ah...Yes, here you go."

Azanar then handed him two blank pieces of parchment.

"They are enchanted. they will only reveal the plan to you and Lady Kelart once you are alone."

Calder then smiled before speaking. "I see.., Alright, Lord Azanar, see you tonight.

Calder then turned and left to prepare. Azanar then thought to himself.

"(Man, this stuff is tiring.)"

Azanar then noticed Father Maxwell leaving the church in a hurry. Azanar then smiled before speaking.

"Time to go, Argon."

Argon then replied. "Yes, My Lord."

LATER THAT NIGHT

The wind blew through the trees as the moon shined down on a cloudless night. Azanar stood in his red and gold dragon hunter armor along with Uriel, Haleir Freki, Geri, Argon and three lines of five elven warriors in shimmering gold and green armor with beautiful elven great swords strapped to their backs stood on a hilltop overlooking the Eight Finger compound awaiting Lady Kalart and her men.

Just then, a shadow with glowing red eyes came out of the forest and glided across the ground to Haleir. Haleir then crouched down as a red-eyed shadow like wolf emerged from the ground and pressed up against her hand as she petted it.

She then stood up and spoke. "They are here."

The Shadow wolf then disappeared as Ricca, Calder, Kalart and her paladins in shining silver armor came out of the forest.

Azanar then smiled as he addressed Kalart. "Right on time... are your men ready?"

Kalart then answered. "Yes, they are."

Azanar then spoke. "Then let us go over the plan one more time."

The leaders then made a circle as the Paladins, and Elven Elite Guard listened while Azanar spoke.

"One of my crew tracked the Eight Finger agents that attacked the holding cells here. There is a compound to the south hidden by the forest. This is their hideout."

The group hung on Azanar's words as he continued.

"My scouts have determined that approximately forty men are patrolling around the compound and an additional hundred or so, inside it...additionally they found holding cells on the south wall of the compound where they are keeping prisoners that they are forcing to cultivate the plant they derive black dust from. It seems since they couldn't smuggle the finished product in, they settled for the seeds."

Calder then spoke. "I can't believe they built a plantation. To think they have amassed such a force right under our noses...disgraceful."

Ricca then spoke. "And now we have prisoners to rescue. Is thirty men gonna be enough?"

Azanar then spoke. "More than enough. Geri and Freki will deal with the patrols.Meanwhile, Haleir and Uriel will sneak in and secure the town's folk while the paladins' attack from the west and my elves will attack from the east."

Ricca then spoke as he looked around. "Forgive me, but from what the parchment said, I assumed Geri and Freki were code names for suppression units. Are you really sending two girls after forty men?"

Azanar chuckled before replying. "Oh, don't let their innocent appearance fool you, Ricca. These two are Terrors of the highest order. To underestimate them is to welcome death."

The two girls smiled as their eyes glowed while Azanar continued.

"Worry, not Ricca. Tonight is the end of Eight Fingers in the Holy Kingdom... And lastly, to keep attention off of your approach for as long as possible. I will head to the front door and knock."

Calder then spoke. "I still don't like the idea of you putting yourself in such danger."

Azanar then replied.

"Trust me, Calder. I will be in no danger."

Kalart then spoke. "If that's the case, then allow me to accompany you...The idea of simply standing by and watching aggravates me to no end. Eight Fingers used the Queen's kindness to sneak their poison into our home and then force our people to farm it...it's unforgivable, and they must be punished."

Calder then spoke. "But High Priestess..."

Kalart then spoke. "Would you deny me retribution for our Queen's kind heart?"

Azanar than spoke. "If your High Priestess feels so strongly about it, then who are we to deny her?"

Kalart then smiled as Calder then sighed in defeat before speaking. "I suppose you are right.."

Azanar then spoke again."Then its settled Lady Kalart will ride with me. Now its time for the operation to begin!... Geri! Freki!...Get em!"

The two Higher Dread Wolves then vanished into thin air, as faint laughter echoed through the forest.

"Ricca then smiled nervously as he spoke. "Well, that's not terrifying at all."

Calder then patted Ricca on the shoulder before speaking. "Come on...we are moving out."

Ricca then followed after.

Azanar watched as the paladins took the west path, and the elves took the east before calling Argon to him.

"Argon, come here for a moment."

The giant elf then walked over to him before speaking. "Yes, my Lord?"

Azanar then spoke. "Since lady Kalart will be with me, I would like you to accompany the Paladins and give them your support."

Argon bowed as he answered. "At your command, my Lord."

Azanar then smiled as he spoke. "Thank you, Argon."

The Giant then followed after the Paladins leaving Azanar and Kalart alone on the hilltop.

Kalart then spoke. "Well, we should get going as well."

Azanar then replied. "Yes, we should but not on foot." He then raised his hand and spoke. "(SUMMON GREATER MOUNT.)"

Just then, a magic circle appeared on the ground as a blinding light shined through the night and then dissipated, revealing a magnificent and imposing armored Stagg with vibrant reddish-brown fur, piercing green eyes and beautiful giant golden antlers with an expertly crafted embroidered saddle on its back.

Kalart spoke as she looked at the creature in awe while Azanar walked up to the elk with a smile. "What a beautiful mount."

Azanar then cupped the elk's face and placed its forehead against his as it rubbed against him happily.

Azanar then spoke. "His name is Eikthyrnir, and he has been my friend through thick and thin."

Azanar then effortlessly mounted the Stagg before riding up to Kalart and offering a hand and pulling her up before speaking. "Now hold on! It's time to teach these bastards a lesson!"

Kalart then gripped Azanar tight as Eikthyrnir took off towards the compound.