A message from Master
"Tell me Charditus, have you succeeded in capturing Spyro yet?" Umbrafor asked, inquiring to the progress of Charditus with his mysterious psychic capabilities.
"No master, he got away from us from us. This storm had given him the means to slip past us," Charditus answered.
They were communicating through telepathy, reading each other thoughts. Another extension of Umbrafor's power.
"Hmm, it was to be expected. Did you manage to gather any information on where he is headed?"
"No sir, all he said was he was looking for a solution to his problem, and that he was searching for this dragoness called Cynder."
"Cynder, is that so? Tell me Charditus, what do you know about her?" Umbrafor posed the question rhetorically, expecting the same answer anyone else would give.
"That she was the general of Malefor's armies, but then three years Spyro had freed her from his control before both disappearing, only to resurface a month or so ago to put a stop to Malefor, then she disappeared again. But that is all, Sir. Do you know anything about her that can help us?"
"That is a conversation for when you come back. But I can only presume from your report presume your encounter did not go well." Umbrafor assumed, despite what he said there a slight disappointment in his tone.
"Volterra got jumped by him, but was otherwise fine. But master, he didn't show any signs of violence or anything of the sort, is Spyro as dangerous as you really said he was?" Charditus questioned.
"Of course, he isn't." Umbrafor unexpectedly snapped like this was common knowledge. " He is dangerous, yes. But without the heart to hurt other dragons he is harmless. The lies are but a means needed to stop a dragon of Spyro's potential. I needed to convince the citizens of his false savagery to prevent him from receiving any outside help. The mission is too important to risk now for the truth to be spilt though. Remember, by bringing him in we can finally restore our realm to full glory. It is a shame, to have to break the reputation of our saviour, but it's a small price to pay for a brighter world," Umbrafor ranted.
"I'm sorry for failing the mission, master," Charditus admitted, for failing meant punishment, and although they never had failed they had come dangerously close to doing so. Apologising was Charditus's way of directing the brunt of the disciplining away from his friends and onto himself.
"On the contrary Charditus, I never held hope in you and your team succeeding," Umbrafor spoke maliciously.
"You…didn't have faith in us? Then why did you send us?" Charditus asked, confused.
"I hold faith in only two things; myself and my abilities. As should you trust only in yourself. But unbeknownst to yourselves, you have completed your mission. You have gathered information that will give us a better chance to finding Spyro ahead of time instead of just missing him. My powers can locate him, but they can only do so much."
"…Roger Sir. Do you have anything else that can help us find Spyro? Another vision perhaps?" Charditus asked, getting back to the mission.
"I have had a new vision, but not relating to Spyro. Do not pursue the purple dragon any longer Charditus, regardless of what your teammates say. I have a new objective for you that requires you to return to me" Umbrafor warned.
"Yes sir. We will return by the end of today."
"Make it sooner. Of all the dragons, you have the most strength. I cannot afford to waste your talent on useless dragon hunts or other pointless tasks. Do not worry, you will catch Spyro in due time. Let the other two teams get on with their tasks; let them build their reputation, for their arrogance will become their downfall, then you will be seen for the dragon you are. A strong leader."
"Wait, you want the other two teams to fail sir?" Charditus asked.
"Of course not, I only wish to do what is needed in this realm and to see you become the new figurehead of the new age," Umbrafor gloated. "Now I must go. Those irritating dragons in Warfang demand my attention once more. I await your return Charditus," Umbrafor whispered, his voice fading into a silent echo.
"Affirmative sir. Charditus out."
Umbrafor severed the mind link shared between himself and Charditus, causing Charditus to clutch his head in pain in a tight talon. The pain was unbearable, but was only temporary so it quickly subdued. He was left with a mild but still painful headache while he stumbled back to his team.
Upon seeing her leader return in pain Volterra bounded over across the wet sand while the other two continued bickering like hollering larks.
"Are you okay Charditus?" She scanned his head from her petit perspective.
"I am... thank you. It's always an occurrence after talking with Master Umbrafor," Charditus replied wearily. He Hobbled over with Volterra at his side.
"Okay…come on, I tried to save some fish…I just hope it's still there when we get back."
"If not then I'll just go get some more, the fish are plentiful in this area I've heard. Let's just get back."
An hour or so after Spyro's departure (who by this point had crossed the lands in front of Warfang on his way to Avalar) Charditus and his team had made camp sheltered amongst a horseshoe shape of smooth, weathered rocks. They were resting before their continued pursuit after the elusive Spyro, wherever he may be. It didn't prevent all the rain from hitting them, but it was enough to call it a mild drizzle. The storm had shown signs of passing but still the winds shrieked over the high cliff tops, thunder clapped jaggedly across the sky and the rain pounded the ground below. One wouldn't of thought of trying to catch any kind of fish during a storm as rough as this, with metre high waves crashing onto the shore. But these dragons we're trained to survive in almost any environment, be it hot, cold or a raging storm. They were able to find resources other dragons would simply overlook.
Charditus continued to stumble to camp with Volterra's caring but worried gaze upon him. She cared deeply for him and he knew it. She cared and relied on all of them but him especially. They could hear the other two arguing while they slowly returned though, leaving crooked star shaped prints in the moist sand that quickly faded with the hammering rain.
"What are you doing Blizarus?! You know Volterra saved them for Charditus." She gave him a firm jab in his ribs.
"Oh, stop complaining, I'm sure she won't miss one…" Blizarus countered, ignoring the annoyed dragoness and about to lower another unfortunate fish down his greedy throat.
"One? That's your second one!" She tried snatching it out of his hands, but the greedy dragon quickly bit off most of the fish, separating the good meat from the tail.
"Hey, I need my protein. Besides, these things are tiny," he complained, flopping the sad remains of the food around. Admittedly it was small, a few flounders braving the rough waves only to be snatched up for dinner. "And if you shut your maw they won't ever know," Blizarus dejectedly growled. But it was too late as Charditus and Volterra seemed to appear out of the heavy rain..
"Volterra please forgive me. I tried stopping him, but he kept on guzzling them down like the fat pig he is," Earthena protested, glaring at the white 'swine'.
"It's okay…I'll just get some more…" Volterra sighed sadly, limply turning to face the ocean.
"You don't have to Volterra, I wasn't that hungry really." Charditus also gave Blizarus an annoyed look. Blizarus did feel guilty that Volterra volunteered to go out there, but he still felt that he didn't deserve that response.
"Now hold on Volterra, you've been out today. I think Blizarus here should be the one to retrieve them, considering he is the one that ate them." She patted the white drake on the back in a 'you know what's coming' fashion and revealing a smug smile on her face.
"I am not going back in the ocean again. Too cold," Blizarus moaned. He turned his head away, like an aristocrat looking down on a commoner.
"Too cold? Are you serious Blizarus? You're a bloody ice dragon," Earthena sarcastically laughed. "I know the cold does bad things to you, but jeez… that is just sad…" She shook her in laughing disapproval.
Volterra was about to add to the conversation, possibly about saying how she will just do it, but Charditus gently placed a hushing talon on her back.
"Let them settle this, they always do," he whispered, watching the two argue back and forth.
"I hate the cold and besides, I refuse to go out there and get wet again. It took me so long to get dry!" Blizarus continued, despite the constant shower still dripping down his scales. Now Eathena knew he was just using every bullshit excuse he knew.
Earthena's patience finally ran out. "Get your Skinny arse out there before I personally throw you in! You know I will." She firmly grabbed a foreleg just to prove a point.
Blizarus grumbled once more. As much as he hated being bossed around like a child he knew better than to ignore her. Her threats weren't empty and as much as he despised to admit it, she was far stronger than he was. That was one thing he hated about earth dragons. They were great to have as an ally, but bad to have as a dominant friend.
"Fine but next time you're doing this…At least I'll be able to get some more for myself…" He grudgingly opening his pale white wings and flying off towards the rough seas.
"Right, now that he's being useful..." Earthena smugly commented. She loved when she could get others to comply to reasonable deals. "...what did Umbrafor want? Any more information on our guy Spyro?"
Charditus laid down and shook his head. "No, but we are to return back to base. He has a new mission for us."
"And just let Spyro get away? You know Blizarus will not like that one bit," Earthena warned, resting upon her haunches once more.
Charditus shook his head. "That doesn't matter. Master Umbrafor specifically told me not to chase after him."
"Well you know me, if he tells us to head back then I've got no argument, even though I'm not a fan of having to deal with those morons again empty-handed," Earthena said in displeasure, referring to the other two squadrons.
"Are you happy about this Volterra?" Charditus turned his head towards her.
"Anywhere but here," Volterra purely replied, happy to be; anywhere but here. She settled down aswell, able to relax know she knows they'll be heading home.
"Okay then it's agreed upon, now we just need to wait for Blizarus to return."
The trio could barely make out the features of Blizarus through the thick rain, Who was making constant dives into the violent waves below. He disappeared under the water for minutes at a time before resurfacing. However, he did return eventually, and despite earlier complaints he stayed true to his words. A small pile of tasty treats had built up on the shore. He picked up one last decently sized sardine before rounding up the rest of his catch and heading back to the others. Despite being an ice dragon and water proof, he was still looking particularly drenched and shivering.
"Well what do you know, Mister complainer here can do something useful." Earthena inspected the the pile he had gathered with impressed interest.
"I told you before, I'm the best fisher around," He managed to boast despite looking like a soggy white mess.
"Take a moment to dry off and eat, Blizarus. We'll then be heading off," Charditus responded, spearing one of the flopped fishes and swallowing it whole with at least twice the grace Blizarus was showing. He promptly guzzled the entire thing.
"We're going after the purple dragon? It's about time!" He was fed up of waiting. Eagerly he reached out and grabbed another handful of fish in his clutches.
"I'm afraid not, we have agreed that under Umbrafor's instruction we are to return back to Warfang." He looked directly at Blizarus, expecting the reaction to come.
"Wait, you decided this without me?" Blizarus snapped.
"There was no decision. Umbrafor has specifically-" Charditus tried to reason.
"To hell with Umbrafor." Blizarus stood up and glared menacingly at the other male. "You're just too scared to face the purple dragon isn't it? I say we go after Spyro and end this all!"
"Perhaps I should remind you last time we defied Umbrafor, under your insistence, we almost got whipped," Charditus talked back, standing up for himself.
"Perhaps I should remind you how hard I can ram my fist into your stomach," Blizarus was directly in his face.
"That's enough Blizarus," Earthena warned, getting off her haunches and straightening her back.
"I'm sick of getting pushed around by him! Every time we should be doing one thing Charditus screws me over with making these 'executive' decisions and leaving me out!" Blizarus paced back and forth unwilling to contain his rage.
"I only do what is necessary for the well-being and safety of the group while also optimising for the best way to control a situation. In this instance though we don't have a choice in what we want to do or how we approach it," Charditus spoke with harsh authority, trying to get through the thick-skulled drake opposing him.
Blizarus then shoved his head into Charditus's as both dragons squared, pushing until one submitted.
"Oh, so we don't have a choice now because Umbrafor said it? How about the many bloody times you made the mission more difficult because you didn't allow us to simply finish the guy off then, and let's not forget how each time Umbrafor tells us to kill them! You're nothing but a hypocritical asshole. I bet if I was leader we would be more recognised than the damnable Sapphire and Ruby squads, and not sneered at like we're nothing but liabilities."
"Please stop fighting! We're all friends here, friends are not meant to fight," Volterra tried intervening, always hating when her friends get into fights but unable to do much but watch in distress. They have fought a couple of times and even drawn blood, from that point she grew worried each time the two drakes clashed.
"Volterra is right, both of you grow up and sit down. Blizarus, Charditus is only doing what Umbrafor is asking of us. I also wish we could get this over with and get Spyro, I'm sick of being verbally abused by Infernius and that but we gotta just push on from it. I do feel your pain Blizarus, we've only actually been in the field for a couple of months and this is our first big deal but already we have done more than all their arses put together. But seriously they're idiocy shouldn't have to warrant our fighting, we should've had all this worked out ages ago." Earthena was unable to believe this was happening again. She got in between the two males, placing her large grass green talons firmly on each of the dragon's foreheads and using her hulking strength to push them away from each other.
"Fine!" Blizarus shifted his head away from Earthena's touch and putting distance in between himself and his 'leader'. "But as soon as Charditus makes another mistake or goes back on what he says yet again, I'm taking over," he snarled, revealing his poorly maintained yellow teeth. Turning his snowy back on them and ascending the mass of piled up rocks behind. With a single flick of his triangular tail he was gone.
"By all means. But until then we are going to Warfang. You have ten minutes to get over your insecurities." Charditus slowly spun around towards the ocean in the opposite direction of where Blizarus went.
"Not you as well…" Earthena threw her one of her talons to her head. "Where are, you going?"
"I'm going to vent some of my anger. Don't worry, I will be back," he said unmeaningly coldly, wandering close to the edges of the cold rounded stones of various browns and disappearing from view.
Earthena just watched in bewilderment at the departing red drake. "Sometimes I just don't understand those two. I mean, we get along alright don't we Volterra?"
"I like to think we do." Volterra tried settling down, but any position she tried was just as uncomfortable as the last. This always happened when she was on edge, from either clashing friends or grim situations.
"Then why don't they, I mean is it a male dominance thing or what, do they feel the need to argue?" She continuously threw talons about, throwing emphasis on certain words.
Volterra simply shrugged, just grateful it got sorted out before any real damage was done.
"Listen, could you do me a favour please, could you go talk to Charditus?"
"Me? I could try but I'm not sure what I can do..." Volterra wasn't sure about this. She didn't feel uncomfortable because it's a one to one personal talk with a friend…but because that one friend was Charditus…
"I'm sorry, it's just that you're closer to him than me. Talk to him, ask him what's on his mind. I'm sure you'll figure it out. In the meantime, I'll see if I can't talk sense into Blizarus for us," Earthena sighed a mixture of dry humour and tiredness at these recurring scenarios.
"Okay. I will see what I can do," Volterra smiled; she had suspected Earthena could sense there was a closer connection between the two and from the looks of it she encouraged it.
"Cheers, at least we get along," Earthena laughed proudly.
Earthena stretched out her thick claws before ascending the same dull rock she saw Blizarus climb over.
Volterra did the same, shaking her claws of the gritty sand clumped between them and pondering around the rim of the circle of rocks to where she was sure Charditus had disappeared behind. She was spooked by a spear of lightning racing across the sky. But it also lit up the dark beach, giving her, a clear view of the orange bellied male sitting on his haunches upon a flat, wide, exposed rock like a stone gargoyle. She quickened her pace, leaving light foot prints in the wet sand and weaving herself between the beached stones in attempt to reach him. Boom! Another bolt of thunder illuminated the dark clouded skies causing Volterra to panic and stumble once more and break into a brisk pace, kicking up handfuls of sand behind. Despite being a lightning dragoness loud noises, especially thunder, did scare her easily, and only felt somewhat safe when in the company of a friend. She pretty much dived for the rock, alerting the fire male.
"Are you okay Volterra?" Charditus softly extended a claw over to her.
Volterra panted but willingly accepted it, using it to give her the leverage to get up the last ledge of the rock. Her random burst of energy had left her tired. "I'm fine…It's just I don't really like loud noises… is all sorry."
"There is no need to apologise. What brings you here though?"
"Earthena thought it would be a good Idea I came and talked to you," Volterra focused on raising a wing to lessen the rain but the awkward angle meant it was pointless.
"Wouldn't you rather be in the shelter of the cliff than here? The rain is pretty wild here."
She have up and instead focused her attention back on him "I guess, but I would rather also talk to you."
"In which case," Charditus tried breathing a wisp of fire into a small crack eroded into the rock. But immediately the heavy rain extinguished it with a unsatisfying sizzle. Charditus frowned in disappointment. "This is another reason I dislike rain," he smirked, causing a giggle from the lightning dragoness much to his delight.
"The rain isn't so bad, it's annoying but livable. It's the cold that really bothers me, and the thunder that comes with it spooks me."
Charditus seemed to have thought carefully thought about this factor and in split second decision shifted himself much closer to Volterra, to the point their bodies were touching .
"Wha! Wha-what are you doing Charditus?" Volterra embarrassedly murmured, turning a shade of pink in the cheeks as Charditus's muscular side met her much smaller side.
"Just trust me." When he felt comfortable he draped a wing over a rather startled Volterra. He had never done this with her at least so why shouldn't she be nervous. He then gave one more reassuring smile before his body began glowing and heat expelled off him.
"Char- what's happening to you? You're glowing!" she cried in alarm.
"Don't worry, I am aware of this. It's a part of my ability, I'm able to control how much heat I let off."
A few moments later Volterra could truly feel the heat coming of his body and even his wing. It was just so blissful as she felt her entire body slowly heat up, from her skin right down to her heart.
"Chard. This- this is amazing. When did you learn to do this?" Volterra asked astonished.
"Back in Dante's freezer. When you stayed behind with Blizarus. Me and Earthena got caught in a blizzard and for some reason my body gave off this heat, like a self-defence mechanism. I think it saved our lives. From there I worked on it so I could control it when I needed to."
"That's amazing!" Volterra commended, completely in awe of this strange yet very welcome warmness. "You really are gaining control of your ability."
"Thank you."
Silence followed, as both simply relished in the heat being discharged from Charditus's warm body while staring out at the raw power of nature.
"Volterra. Would you say I am perhaps too harsh on Blizarus?" He turned his head towards her, a blank expression on his face.
"No?" Volterra said unsurely.
"Honest opinion please."
"I… I guess so. I mean there are times people need to be put in his place. But I feel like there are also times when...you pick on him for no reason." Again, she said it nervously, hesitant of how he would react.
"Thank you, I did feel I was being hard on him, but I needed a second opinion."
Lightning exploded over them again, making Volterra flinch, but she soon settled down quickly as the warmth overtook her worries once more.
"Your welcome…"
"I suggest we now head back to the camp. The sooner we leave the sooner we will be under shelter out of this storm."
"I guess, I kinda enjoyed staying here."
Charditus thought he was hearing odd purrs emanate from Volterra, which he found pleasing.
"All good things must come to an end…"
"Boom!" Volterra jumped and huddled even further under Charditus's wing, earning him a smile.
"Come on, the other two might be waiting for us. Master Umbrafor doesn't like to be kept waiting."
"Okay." She got to her own feet once Charditus had retracted his red wing and risen.
They both then walked side by side back down the miniature plateau, weaving in between the formations and passed around the big stone where the indents of the dragons became visible.
"Blizarus must not have yet returned. But where did Earthena go?" Charditus questioned. He looked around, seeing if he could spot any indication of a green or white dragon.
"She went to talk to him."
"Then we shall have to endure until they return. Settle down and I'll continue warming us up." Charditus gestured a space he created under his wing just for her.
"I would like that." Volterra smiled honestly, slowly making her way into the space.
"Now where did that White reptile get himself to now, surely it can't be hard to find him in this dreary place… Ah ha! There you are," Earthena pondered to herself. She wandered over the slippery jagged rocks. Avoiding rock pools that had filled and overflowed in the cracks of the rock. Blizarus was slumped at the edge like a little hatchling having a sulk.
"There you are," Earthena said.
"Oh, come to mock me as well? Or perhaps put me in my place?" he moped. He turned his head towards Earthena. While he hadn't been crying Earthena could tell he had seen better days.
"What? Of course I haven't. I came to see how my teammate was doing," she replied, trying to find a way to bring back the flamboyant dragon she knew.
"I'm doing fine on my own, thank you very much!" He turned his lowered head away.
"Sheesh! This has really gotten him down, more than usual in fact." She wandered over to his side and stuck her face in front of him with a silly grin, causing him to back up a little, only to grovel in his misery again. "Come on, don't be like that."
"Why do you care? It's not like anyone else cares how I feel." He still refused to look at her, keeping his gaze intently on the ground while tapping away on the rocks with his talons.
"Of course they do, otherwise you wouldn't be here with us right now."
"Then why is it you guys always decide things when I'm away?" Blizarus murmured, picking himself off the rugged boulder and trying to find some peace and quiet elsewhere. However, Earthena persisted with her ways.
"Are you still upset about that. None of us really was given a choice, not even Charditus." Earthena tried to reason with enthusiasm, using any tone of voice she knew would usually work in raising the spirits of a dragon.
"But it's isn't just now. He's done it many times before. Take Boyzitbig for example. He didn't even ask for our opinions before deciding which route we should have taken."
"Well he is our leader," Earthena tried countering.
"But a good leader should take the opinions of his teammates, his friends," Blizarus insisted, taking away the mood of sad moaner to that of a serious and honest complainer.
"…I suppose you're right on that part," Earthena sighed in defeat. "But he still cares deeply for us."
"I know…" This time her turned to face her. "But I feel like you're the only one that really understands me and my struggles. I mean we have our rivalries but we both know it's only good fun. But with him he's always so critical with me, like everything I do he condescends me for." He flicked a tiny pebble as if to distract himself from his heavy thoughts.
"But what about Volterra, I mean I never see you two get into arguments."
"Yeah but Volterra is Volterra, she hates arguments. And well, she is closer to Charditus than to me really." He explained.
"Can't deny that, that is why I asked her to go talk to him." Earthena thought smartly to herself.
"I just feel like Charditus looks down on me, all I do is try and seize the opportunity for a quick victory." He rested his sorry head on his talon.
"And I think that's what he doesn't like about your approach to problems, because I must be honest and say you do jump the gun a lot and that has landed in us in a lot of situations I would rather not talk about."
"...I guess I do at times." He faced the ground once more.
"He is only caring for our safety. I mean how many times has he saved our arses by making quick-second decisions, leading us down a route that otherwise would've have spelt out disaster?"
Blizarus contemplated this, trying to think of any good examples he could use to counter this...but nothing came so he submitted.
"…I hate to admit it, but you're right, he has saved our hides many times. I just wish he did ask us more before making decisions. We're more than capable of coming up with solutions "
"Regardless, are you feeling better?" She gently grazed his shoulder with a tap.
"Slightly, now thanks to you, It felt good getting that off my chest. I feel like I could quite happily knock the skulls of a couple of Grublins together." Blizarus sighed happily, raising his head and properly looking at Earthena's grinning face.
She giggled, "alright, tough guy." She then had a good idea to keep his mood in place. She slowly reached her claw out and patted him on the head. "Tag! You sir, are it!" Earthena sung, leaping off the rock and propelling herself onto the sand.
"I meant action, not play a game Earthena." He smirked, knowing what was coming.
"Arr. What's wrong? The wind and the rain making the itty-bitty dwagon scared? Or is he scared of losing to me…again," she taunted, eagerly awaiting to dodge his expected grab.
"Oh that's it! You're on!" He grinned happily, hopping off the rock. He crouched low, a hunter's gleam in his eye. "Do you need three seconds to run away before I catch you or are you really feeling confident today?" Blizarus smirked, ready to pounce his prey.
"I'm just waiting for the world-famous slowpoke to catch me- Eep!" she screeched as Blizarus lunged full speed at her. She dodged to the left. Despite being bigger than Blizarus, Earthena was astonishingly quick. But not quick enough to dodge in time.
"Miss-" she nearly sung.
"Got ya!" Blizarus said as his talon barely grazed her right foreclaw.
"What? How?" she cried in surprise.
"Like I'm telling. You're it and that's all that matter." He stepped back, giving himself some breathing space from her.
"I was going easy on you, but now I see you'll at least give some training," she admitted.
For minutes both dragons dashed around on the wet sand, evading last minute or tumbling over each other, getting absolutely covered in the wet sand. They both tried so hard to not be it, forgetting their previous troubles, the storm and everything else. It all ended when Blizarus managed to skim Earthena's side with his right forepaw but she immediately retaliated with a soft bash from her blunt tail.
"It!" Blizarus called.
"It back!" Earthena cried louder.
"What! No fair."
"Okay, okay." She giggled. "We'll call it a draw."
"Okay…" Blizarus wheezed, coming to a stop beside Earthena. "But if we did continue I would've won…"
"In your…dreams…" Earthena smiled.
Both dragons gave each other a look of obvious enjoyment before bursting into a fit of laughter. Moments like these were rare.
After recovering from their giggles, they headed back to the makeshift camp walking side by side. They were both greeted by a sight most unusual. Charditus and Volterra were back huddled together with Charditus's wing draped over her.
Both Earth and Ice dragon approached the duo, grabbing their attention.
"I hope we're not interrupting anything." Earthena smirked.
Charditus quickly stood up while Volterra quickly shuffled away slightly embarrassed. Earthena strolled around the other side of the circle and stopped by her side and offered a mischievous wink. Charditus meanwhile came face to face with Blizarus.
"Blizarus," Charditus said.
"Charditus," Blizarus replied.
"I'm sorry, for being as hard as I've been on you. You're right, I need to give you and all the team in fact, more freedom to make your own choices and more participation in decisions." Though his face was stern Blizarus knew it was sincere.
"And I'm sorry, you're not as bad as a leader as I thought you were. I mean we are still all alive and I guess that's a good thing," he responded, offering up an apologetic look.
Charditus nodded.
"See, apologising does work. I knew we all could get along," Volterra said.
"Okay squad, are we ready to go back home?" Charditus asked, taking time to glance at each member.
The rest of them nodded. And from that they all took off in the storm. The strong winds and rain did make the take off a bit rough but once in the air they managed to balance out and head for Warfang which was only half an hour to an hour away, depending on which direction the harsh wind decided to take.
However, something was gnawing on Earthena's mind. Was there more going on between Charditus and Volterra than was displayed? She had a hint but still…if it was what she thought it was it only meant bad news…
Woot! This chapter was better than I expected. I admit part way through I had gotten more ideas. IE the group friction. The next two chapters will be focused on them which I hope you all don't mind. I'll say it again, this chapter was longer than expected which is always a bonus. :D. But what is going on between Volterra and Charditus, and why is it bothering Earthena?
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