Chapter 19:A Warm Swampy Welcome
Another dawn was approaching with a rising sun of orange and glimmering yellow. The light immediately warming the grass that glittered with nightly made dew. Hunter and Sparx were still sleeping, but Asher was nowhere to be found, so he wasn't able to wake them this time around. But a single drop of water from a tree splashed on Hunter's nose, and stirred him awake. He shook his head before lifting it off a tree trunk, he needed to rub his eyes before they would open to take in the approaching morning.
The sun was shiny, flashing it's rays of light all over the grass and the mountains. The nightly sky giving away to the blue sky of day as he released a yawn before slowly rising up to sit. Silently, Hunter looked up to see Sparx sleeping on a tree branch rather than sleeping in the grass. He smirked and looked around, it took him a moment more before noticing that Asher was missing from the party. That was the moment that he immediately stood up, losing sight of Asher was dangerous.
He would never forgive himself if he allowed something to happen to Cynder's brother. He was quick to then shake the branch that Sparx was perched on till he quickly awoke. He flailed and groaned, before slowly looking to Hunter and rubbing his own eyes.
"What? Is Asher already trying to get us moving?"Sparx questioned before stretching and taking flight.
"No…! He's not even here. Did you see him go anywhere during your last nature call?"Hunter asked, and Sparx shook his head in response.
"Nope, but I did see a pretty nice oasis a quarter mile to the east. I'm pretty sure he saw it too."Sparx lazily pointed, and Hunter was quick to dart off in the given direction.
Hunter was fast, a quarter mile was easy, a sweat couldn't even break on him from such a run. But his heart was going quite a bit now that Asher was missing, it was his job to have the dragon's back. For all he knew, Asher was an inch from the oasis with a knife in his back, laying dead. He needed to be quick and hope that Asher was in the oasis and unharmed by all means. He immediately spotted the dense trees, bushes, and the light mist of a water source upon approach.
He stopped at the edge of the oasis and looked around and through the bushes and trees.
"Asher? Asher, are you there?!"Hunter called out, and wait for a solid minute in silence before rushing in.
He shoved the bushes and the low hanging branches aside, hoping to hear from Asher. He took a couple swings from the branches before tripping over a dense bush root. This caused him to face plant in a small spot of mud, it was cold and gritty, thankfully he closed his mouth in time. So a foul taste was avoided as he slowly lifted his head up with a groan of disgust for the muk. At the very least, his worries were put to rest by a chuckle of mockery from the black dragon himself.
The dragon simply sat before him and the edge of a crystal clear pond misting without a waterfall oddly enough. He had just finished collecting fish and cleaning himself up for the day. And now Hunter fell before him as if it was a purpose act of slap stick comedic relief.
"Woke up on the wrong side of the bed? You certainly look it."Asher teased while rubbing out an old wound with water.
"I was looking for you…! You left without telling us, and we grew concern…!"Hunter was slow to stand up and try wiping off the mud.
"You say us and we, yet you're the only one who came looking for me in the end,"Asher chuckled at Hunter trying to credit Sparx even when he did nothing,"I just spotted this place and decided to go here to clean up a bit and fetch us some breakfast."
"You should still tell us where you're going before just vanishing off like that."Hunter advised, and Asher lifted his brow, detecting genuine concern.
"What's got your bloomers all twisted up?"Asher questioned, acknowledging the sudden concerns.
"I'm simply trying to look after you, under no circumstances shall I allow you to disappear or die on this journey,"Hunter reestablished his reasons for accompanying Asher on this trip,"As I said before, Cynder would not forgive me for letting you die out here."
"Nothing is going to happen, alright? Whatever comes my way, I'll handle it."Asher insisted, but Hunter had to voice his doubt for the dragon's abilities.
"No, you won't…! We made it through that mess with the Grublins because we were together,"Hunter felt the need to give a lecture over Asher's over confidence in his own abilities,"Even then, a giant fire dragon is what ended up saving our necks. And we already been injured significantly!"
"They're wounds that will heal with time!"Asher tried to denounce the fear of their injuries.
"But not instantly! You're not invincible, Asher,"Hunter finally yelled out to stop Asher's train of confident thought with a reality check,"Remember that… We are not invincible, and we can't be reckless…!"
"Just head back to Sparx… I'll be back in a minute with the breakfast."Asher lowered his voice, but growled in stress for what he saw as doubt.
Hunter sighed, but decided to cut the conversation short to prevent further issues between them. So he quickly splashed some water on his face quietly to get rid of the mud before leaving. Making yet another impressive sprint back towards their small camp to await the dragon. He was quiet in his return, while Sparx was simply hunting insects inside a tree. Until he spotted the Avalarian returning, he was quiet, and laying against the tree to calm down from the issue.
"So is our fearless leader doing ok, or is he in a ditch?"Sparx tried to joke around while eating a caterpillar.
"He's fine…! But his head is currently where the sun doesn't shine…!"Hunter scoffed, wanting to not speak too much on the matter.
"Well, what else is new? Asher has proven time and time again that he's a bit of a narcissist."Sparx admitted to the obvious traits of Asher.
"He thinks his experience and training make him indestructible. But it's making him reckless,"Hunter warned of a threat that he felt could not be ignored,"He could get ourselves or himself killed if he's not careful and underestimates the journey."
"You tried telling him that?"Sparx asked before they heard the strong wings of the dragon approaching.
"He doesn't want to hear it…"Hunter sighed before getting back up to get a small fire going.
Asher finally landed, and slammed down the fish by the small fire Hunter was starting up. They were silent with cooking the fish, Hunter dared not to continue with the tension between them. Hunter even volunteered to be the cook this time around, slow roasting the fish till it was nearly noon. Once they were ready, a silent and seemingly eternal feast of fish began. Sparx struggled to endure the awkward silence between the two big fighters of the group, but it was unsettling.
It was like a firm reminder that he was not with Spyro any more on an adventure. There were no playful arguments, fun or teases, this was serious and required grit to handle. But one more minute of this made him want to go pound his head against the tree, he finally needed to break the ice.
"Good fish, Hunter. What a way to start the day."Sparx admitted, and got no response for a solid minute.
"I'm…surprised you could eat a good chunk of fish after eating all those insects before,"Hunter was impressed with Sparx's pallet and stomach,"You must either be a favored or infamous customer at buffets."
"Don't eat too much…! You'll be slow and sluggish, desperate enemies will not be the same."Asher put a damper on the small talk with stern advice.
"Sheesh, your head really is up your hide today…"Sparx responded to Asher's rude snaps of irritation.
"Well apparently I'm being too reckless, so I'm trying this whole careful crap…!"Asher hissed and sarcastically spoke of a change of plans.
"It is for the best… Maybe then we'll get out of situations without serious damage."Hunter remarked, and Asher growled before whipping his tail clean through the tree.
It spliced in two, and slowly slid down the diagonal carved stump before tipping over. It slammed down and rolled down a hill before Asher grew quiet with the rolling log. He continued eating, wanting to drop the subject before he did something worse that they'd both regret. Sparx was more than satisfied with what he could tell was going on, and dared not to provoke them any further. So they ate in silence for the rest of the time being, when they were finished, they threw the bones into the fire.
Asher sighed and checked his bandages, nodding at the thought that they still seemed good to go. He waited, his back turned to them while looking over to the horizon to get a moment of peace. Instead he got an eerie feeling of a great danger several miles away, it made him clench his arms. He could feel it, the family he left behind, they were on their way, relentlessly hunting him. He sighed, knowing they were only following his trail, that means they'd be going towards The Burning Lands.
This gave him a solid four hours before they got to the previous area they were in. And there was no telling how long they would scower the lands searching for him, but it still meant that his own company had to get moving. Distance needed to be built between his companions and the Alphas.
"You guys better have finished packing up. We need to get moving towards this swamp."Asher said in a decently loud tone and immediately began to speed walk to the west.
"We're ready, but what's the rush? Excited to meet my people?"Sparx questioned and Asher groaned at the notion.
"They're already on our asses. We need to build some distance between us and my old friends,"Asher continued moving, exaggerating the danger only a little bit to get them going out of worry,"Hurry up!"
"Lets go…!"Hunter agreed and gave Sparx at pat on the back to get him moving.
"Don't need to tell me twice!"Sparx was quick to catch up to Asher while Hunter collected the last of the supplies.
They quickly broke into a run, rushing across the plains, simply going west towards the swamp. The threat of the Alphas being on their trail seem to work on pepping them all up. As they maintained a good run for a solid hour before coming across a river that almost looked to be gold. Sparx recognized it immediately and smiled before flying to the river, he put his hand into it. And he immediately felt a moment of pure nostalgia, the gold colored river simply shimmering from the sun light.
He breathed in the cool misty water, it was a clean river, the gold color simply came from the substrate the water flowed. It's unique minerals changed the water color along with the sun light's rays. With a laugh, Sparx finally removed his hand from the river and back to Asher's side.
"The river went to gold, we're not too far from the swamp!"Sparx informed and the dragon gave a nod, not slowing down one bit.
"A gold river? Sounds like something from a fairy tale story."Asher gave a thought, and Sparx just laughed at him.
"Well anything in the world is possible, right?"Sparx questioned and Asher nodded again before spotting the first line of trees.
"Twisted bushel like trees. The kind of trees you see in a swamp…!"He remarked and continued running while Hunter hung back a little.
He looked back, seeing nothing, yet Asher appeared so sure that the Alphas were on them. Even if they were, the last thing they would want is to guide blood thirsty mercs to a home of peaceful insects. His sharp mind immediately caught on, whether he was being mocked or Asher was serious. It appeared that he was taking Hunter's advice and being on the safe side. Mockery or not, he was just glad Asher wasn't being reckless since the Alphas were apparently on their trail.
Even so, they needed to be careful going into a place full of peaceful people with danger following them. It would not be right for good people to die because they helped them along their journey. Then again, it didn't look like their fearless leader had a care in the world for their safety. But since he at least thought cautiously, he wasn't going to bother any further with his actions. So they continued running until they met the line of trees that separated the plains and the swamps.
Asher looked to the both of them for a moment, making sure that they were still with him. Before he then jumped into the woods and went slow to start traversing the area full of mud and water. Sparx took offense to this amateur like rush through the swamp, for this was his home turf. So before the dragon and Avalarian could go any further and make a mess of themselves. He flew in front of Asher and swept up some cold swamp water into his head before slapping it against the dragon's forehead.
"Hold up there, big guy! You remember where we just stepped foot in, right?"Sparx decided to offer an idea by starting with a question.
"There better be a point to this…! Yes, we are in the swamps."Asher grumbled and replied to the dragon fly.
"Yes, but we're in MY swamp. My home! I know this place like the back of my hand,"Sparx flew around them to get a simple view before recognizing the area,"You guys will just get slowed down walking through the muck. It only gets deeper on your current path."
Sparx then fly pass them and found solid ground on the other side of the golden river they followed.
"Here's some solid ground, we follow the river on this side till we meet a down hill fork of streams,"Sparx called to his comrades as they fought to walk over to Sparx through the mud,"Once we get there, it's all a matter of looking for the blooming mushrooms that glow like lanterns…!"
"I hope he knows what he's talking about…!"Asher admitted and slowly climbed out of the mud and into the river.
They swam across the river that thankfully went slow and smooth, easy to swim against. But Asher was a bit cold and shivering when he finally got out of the river. Sparx could see him getting more grouchy as Hunter was next to get out of the river, he scratched his head. Chuckling at the wet and cold big boys before flying a bit down the river and calling to them.
"Hurry up! There will be plenty of warm fires and all kinds of tlc at my home!"Sparx called out as Asher sighed, rubbing his arms to warm himself up.
"There better be or I'm gonna make some fires that you might not approve of!"Asher yelled while lighting an aura of fire around his body to warm himself up.
Sparx assured that there would be no disappointment, but he had to take it slow. He was in his old home after all, and it has been quite a long time since he came back to the swamps. So he needed to take his old world back in, from the endless mushroom and swamp trees, to the rushing river. He watched the river for the longest time, flying right above it after remembering an old story from his father. The story of how a large purple suddenly floated down the river and into his family's life.
That purple egg was pulled from the river and soon hatched into what they deemed a dragonfly. When it was truly a purple dragon that would grow to become a legend among the realm. And he would follow that purple dragon to all ends of the world as true brothers in pursuit of Spyro's destiny. It brought tears to sparx's eyes as he laughed, letting them fall and blend into the golden river. The two watched him soaking in the old memories, laughing with nostalgic joy for another solid hour.
Finally, as they neared the apparent fork of streams, Asher was done letting Sparx go nostalgia crazed. They needed their apparent guide who knew the place like the back of his hand. Or else they could easily get lost in this swamp.
"Hey! Whenever you're done going down memory lane. Mind telling us if this is the fork you talked about?"Asher called out and Sparx immediately stopped solid and looked around.
It was indeed what Sparx spoke of, a divide of three streams and the main river. Two of the streams were small and sleek like a snake, while one stream was almost as wide as the main river. This appeared to be where a group would separate to cover more ground, but Sparx already knew where to go.
"Follow the big stream. My old home is only moments away from this fork."Sparx pointed down the large stream, showing the proper path.
"So far he seems to remember his old home well."Hunter admitted, and Asher only shrugged.
"So long as he stands by his promises, there won't be a problem."Asher responded, as he finally stopped the fires around himself.
Hunter shook his head, and directed his eyes towards Sparx to focus on the objective. Thankfully, it did not take long before they turned away from the river towards the mushrooms Sparx spoke of. The great blooming mushrooms full of a golden light that emitted particles that looked like fire flies. At first, Sparx was excited, but then he noticed that the area appeared to be empty. There were no other dragon flies to be seen, not sleeping in the mushroom trunks, nor flying around to find food.
"What…? Where is every one? It should be booming with dragon flies…!"Sparx was confused and flew forth, scoping out the mushroom trees.
"Maybe they moved on?"Hunter thought while Asher went silent, for he himself started to recognize the area more clearly.
"Hello? Hello?! It's me! Sparx?! Any body?!"Sparx yelled out in hopes of finding someone that lived here.
"Sparx…?"A voice suddenly responded to his calls.
A blue dragon fly was slow to exit from deep within a stem in a mushroom tree. Sparx spotted the lone dragon fly, recognizing it as a girl, smooth glossy ice blue lips, concerned effeminate eyes. He knew those eyes from childhood, and finally he realized who this was, a secret someone of his.
"Glitter…! I'm…surprised to see you again. I thought you left the swamp."He assisted her up and away from the mushroom.
"I thought the same of you… But…you're back…!"They held hands without them realizing it.
"Yeah, I got caught up in quite a bit of a series of adventures that took me to hell and back,"Sparx admitted and was the first to realize he was holding her hands, he was quick to release her,"Any who… I decided to pay every one a visit on my way through to another adventure."
"Really…? Guess…you did at least finally come back to say hi,"There was a solemness in her voice before she turned to the mushroom trees,"It's all clear! They're friendlies!"
Suddenly, a whole mass of dragon flies emerged from the trees with a glorious glow. Most of which made the sky look like it was filled with dense rainbows one would see from a fresh new spring season. They all flew down and dispersed a little, but a majority came down to meet Sparx. For he was still considered quite the bold dragonfly for the adventures he had with Spyro. The people were all buzzing both figuratively and literally, seeing a prodigal son return to his home.
"There we go, here's every one I missed dearly…!"Sparx chuckled while looking around to all the welcoming faces.
"Well… Sparx appears to have held up his promise, and we have our warm welcome."Hunter admitted, trying to get some sort of respect from Asher.
"Maybe for you guys, but I have a feeling it ain't gonna be so warm for me…"Asher decided to sigh and was ready to let Hunter in on a little issue.
"Why's that?"He asked.
"How's mom? She still kicking? And…why were all of you hiding like it's the end of the world,"Sparx questioned, and Glitter slowly looked to Asher, trying not to look him in the eye,"I was worried you either left the swamp or didn't recognize me."
"We recognized you… But we also recognized him…!"Glitter pointed pass Sparx and right at Asher.
"Uh…you know each other…?"Sparx asked in confusion.
"He's one of the oppressive Alphas…!"She made it more clear and Asher lightly scoffed.
"Yeah…he was one, but he's kind of freelance now… You wanna explain what-"
"I did nothing but observe and hunt some targets here, any oppression you went through was all on Felious,"Asher interrupted Sparx by answering in his own way,"Him and Curage were the supposed assholes in your home, so don't take it out on me…!"
"Your pursuits scorched half our swamp! It was lucky that the places could all grow back!"One brave dragonfly dared to point out.
"I did what I had to do. Be angry at the morons that tried hiding in your swamps!"Asher crossed his arms and turned away while Sparx did the same, but looked at him.
"And…I'm sure he's sorry, but he is not a part of the Alphas any longer,"Hunter made himself known and noticed by the dragonflies,"I apologize for simply barging in like this, but Sparx suggested this to be a place where we could resupply and rest for the journey ahead."
"You're not staying…?"Glitter asked of Sparx.
"Well… We're kind of looking for Spyro and Cynder. Asher here is…Cynder's long lost twin,"Sparx decided to be the one to explain as the two large fighters approached the dragonflies,"And he bailed on the Alphas to find her. So…he's trying to turn over a new leaf and all. We just need a place to stay and resupply for tomorrow."
"I see… Well…if that's all there is to it. You can stay and do as you like,"There was resentment in her voice for such requests,"Just keep your former Alpha on a leash…!"
"Careful fruit fly. Those kind of words tend to make bugs like you look a lot more tasty…!"Asher gave her a passive aggressive threat before bumping her aside to explore their home.
"You get use to him… He is Cynder's brother after all,"Sparx admitted, hoping to keep the peace within his true home,"So…about the other questions… How's mom? Is she still around?"
"Yes. She's just at the south end of our village giving prayers to your father,"Glitter replied and looked to Hunter, who had gotten the attention of the more interested crowd,"We will accommodate your Avalarian friend and the…dragon…! While you pay her a visit."
"Right this way…!"
"Come and see our home, Hunter…!"
"We heard so much about you from the stories…!"
"That's awfully kind of you all. I do hope we won't be of too much trouble."Hunter responded to the friendly dragonflies around him.
Sparx simply let his comrades go on to unpack and unwind from the travel over here. Once they had settled in and explored the area, Sparx took in a deep breath to shake off some nervousness. Before he decided to move towards the south end of his home, taking Glitter up on the suggestion. But it had been a long time since he saw her, he was working and thriving in Warfang for ages. For all he knew, his mother may have resentment since he merely visited his father's funeral, and left as soon as possible.
So he was sure to expect the worse as he slowly slew through the trees towards the south. He even passed by the very tree Spyro's egg was laid against till the day it hatched. From that day on, they were always playing together and toying with one another in so many ways, even during their games. He shook his head after memory brought up the images of Spyro playing the seeker in hide and seek. Only to notice another memory once he got further into the trees, where he spotted an old path he once took.
The very dark path that guided them into the clutches of the apes, and placed Spyro on the path of his legend. And to think, Sparx only did it because he thought it be a guaranteed win of hide and seek. He shook his head to avoid the image of him going in and Spyro hesitating to go after him. Just in time for the dragonfly to meet the south end of his home, and find an in ground small cave. He stopped at the entrance and took in a deep breath before exhaling, then he went inside.
Candles were on both sides of the cave, lighting it dimly, but offered a cozy atmosphere. He remained silent, for Glitter made it clear of what goes on in this cave. Sparx did not dare disrespect or even disturb this place, he simply kept going till he saw the collection of seven candles. Three on the left and right, and one on top of a carved out stone shrine. And floating right before the shrine, lighting two sticks of incense was the elder dragonfly of the hour, Nina.
Sparx paused before her, the blue complimented the red colors of her hands, back and head. Age certainly settled in, but she seem to remain all the same in some ways to the son. He offered a moment of silence the moment he saw a picture of his father's picture between the candles.
"Hey dad… Sorry I was away so much… I got lost in the realm for quite some time,"He thought to himself, lowering his head to offer prayers to his father,"I should have came back more… I should have visited you and mom more… I'm sorry me and Spyro were gone for so long…"
A gasp escaped the lips of the elderly dragonfly, even in silence she could feel the presence of another. Her eyes fell half asleep, her heart raced a little at the discomfort of being watched. However, she turned around, and was meant with something that washed away discomfort with a blanket of comfort. For there was no mistaking the yellow dragonfly with a glow of gold.
"Sparx…!"She gently called out, and Sparx only lifted his head to look to her.
"Hey mom… I'm back."He greeted and cupped his hands together, struggling to find the right words to say.
Thankfully, he did not have to say any more as she flew over to him and quickly embraced him. Holding her son in a hug that could possibly last a life time, he was slow to wrap his arms around her. But he closed his eyes and fought through the pulsing pain in his heart. As he embraced his mother, and finally shared in a loving reunion that was long been desired through the years. The son said nothing more, he simply enjoyed this till it was time to catch up with Hunter and Asher.
The Burning Lands Border
As Asher would have expected, a long start to a hunt had arrived at it's first stop. The Burning Lands was already becoming so much more different than it was before. There was no fiery belt around the lands, and the heat was nowhere near as unbearable as it was before. This was a clear sign of recent activity due to the immense transformation this land had gone under. Felious was the first to take a step onto the border where the burning felt would be blazing for almost a solid mile.
Some of his top mercs walked forward to explore the blackened grounds, they were warm, but not hot. So they were ready to start exploring, but Felious scooped up some of the ash and burnt grass. Before he stood up and raised a free arm to halt their advances, confusion struck them.
"Why are we stopping? Shouldn't we start searching the area for him?"Thoranos questioned, and Felious responded by slowly letting the contents pour out of his hand.
"Take a look around…! The Burning Lands have changed dramatically,"Felious gave his crew a full minute to look around the ashy lands before continuing,"They were here alright, and it seems they've made an impact of sort here…"
"Yes…? They have. The lands have changed."Thoranos agreed before a roar sounded out in the distance.
They all backed away as the ground felt like it was ready to shake like an earthquake. They fell behind Felious as he looked to the great mountain in the distance, Mt Malefor itself. There they could see a gigantic dragon clinging to the side of the mountain, roaring with pride. It was bigger than any of them could ever imagine, even Felious dared not to approach the immense beast. But his eyes were quick to look towards the direction that the titan like dragon roared in.
His eyes narrowed, while his crew was agape at the shear size of the dragon. Felious remained focus, for he began to understand why and what the dragon was doing when he roared. Especially after receiving a personal tip from his new friend.
"A dragon normally roars in the direction of another dragon, whether to signify territory, or call to a friend or mate…!"The necklace whispered to the mercenary as he gave a slow nod in return to this info.
"He roars to the west… And the west holds a complicated swamp made like a labyrinth for the foolish,"Felious deducted with help from the amulet he wore,"But Asher is no fool, and he must have aid with him if he dared to go towards the swamps… Shrill! Leo!"
Leo and Curage the sociopath of a cerval were quick to respond to their leader's calls. They rushed up to Felious's side and waited for further instruction, he twiddled his necklace for a bit. Then he slowly pointed to his left towards the west, and looked to Leo first.
"Can you tell that Asher has clearly gone to the west…?"Felious questioned and Leo was shocked by his sudden intuition.
He decided to verify it for himself as he sniffed the air and crouched down to investigate the ground. Slowly he nodded, defining an old trail from a slightly more recent one. Hours separated them, but once Asher exited the border, he clearly did go to the west towards the swamps.
"Yes… But why would he suddenly go towards the swamps?"Leo wondered, and Felious merely chuckled.
"He knows we're after him. And only two of us know the swamps inside and out,"Felious explained, and even admired this plan to a degree,"He also has friends with him, and they must also know the swamp. He's trying to lose us before continuing on…!"
"Clever…! But he forgot that we know the way, and the people of the swamp would not dare defy us,"Shrill finally voiced his opinion with a spine chilling and scummy chuckle,"You pull the wings off a few of the dragonflies and they open up nice and easy like a good book."
"Both of you will take the lead, we'll leave the Burning Lands be. Now that someone decided to claim it,"Felious decided and slowly turned to the west to face the next part of their journey,"We'll stop at the home stretch mile to the swamps before setting up camp. Then tomorrow it's time to found our boy…!"
"Very well…! Lets move!"Leo called out to the crew before Shrill and himself were the first to take off.
Felious allowed his crew to take off first, giving him some privacy to contemplate. Tomorrow he could be running into Asher, and either him and the crew or that dragon would end up dying. He was nervous at first, but then there was more words that the necklace decided to offer him.
"You'll be undoing a mistake that I made… I had great plans for this dragon before you took him in,"Malefor spoke out while Felious slowly grasp the amulet tightly,"Whatever you hoped to have gained with him, I can offer even better gains with my shear magic and influence…!"
"Can you now…? You can offer me more than Asher ever did…?"Felious was not sarcastic and defensive as he was before, there was now genuine desperation in his voice.
"I can… I was once the mightiest dragon in the whole realm. My power knew no limits,"He lightly chuckled, boasting of his old power that he no longer had,"And now in exchange for some sort of means of survival, I can offer you my power and my visions to shape the world in your image…!"
"Really? You can't live without me, can you…? And you have great power to offer,"Felious assessed what Malefor offered to share with him,"I might be tempted to take you up on that offer… After I finish my business with Asher."
Felious decided it was time to finally walk and catch up with his comrades. With his eyes closed, he decided to tune out the dragon within the amulet, a foolish idea. As Malefor was also full of ideas of his own, and Felious was already going by this plan without even knowing it.
"Good… Just keep guiding me towards the dragon. You'll be giving me the opportunity I had sought for years…!"Malefor was quietly contemplating his own goals for this adventure, hoping to soon free himself from his prison.
They are nearing the long awaited meeting, and the journey will change for the worse, and the struggles will rise. It will take all the will in the world to endure what is to come for our trio. Be prepared all, for soon, everything will only get better or worse, depending on you the viewer's view of the story. Stay awesome every one.