"NO!" Din trew his tail forward, hitting the Naga behind Faragonda away from her. He then pulled her limp body into his arms. Her eyes were widened and mouth opened. He screamed in dismay when he couldn't find a pulse. He sank onto the ground and clutched the liveless body of the only woman he had ever loved. Tears started to run down his cheeks, wettening her blouse. His tail coiled around her body in an useless attempt to protect her from further harm.

Behind him, the Winx were frozen solid to the ground. Ms. F… was gone? They stared at the body of the most powerfull witch the dimensien ever had known. Could this really be the end? Aileh was as shocked as they. But then anger boiled inside him. How did she dare!? How did Charis dare!? She had sworen it. He didn't look back once, while he again crossed the opening between his friends and the army. He stopped next to Din and before Charis could say anything, he said coldly: "I agreed to come, if you swore that no one would get hurt. You did, but now you killed some one." He turned around. Cold blue eyes meting hers. "You didn't keep your promise, so I don't need to keep mine."

For a second, Charis looked angry at him, but then her expresion became scared, even terrified. She opened her mouth, but before she could produce a sound, magic encircled her. Black waves entered her now trembling body. It shook one last time and then gave away, sending her crashing on the ground.

As one man the army moved away from the track of the magic that had killed their general. A path was made free and two Naga's came forward. Their sight made Aileh stiffen. He moved further backwards en pulled Flora behind him.

"Aileh?" He sligtly turned his head towards her voice, eyes never leaving the two new Naga's. "Who are they?" She sounded scared.

"They, Flora,…" He lowered his voice. "If we ever would marry, they would be your in-laws. They are my parents." His tail gently pushed the other Winx behind him also. "And they are strong. Remain behind me, no matter what. Okay?" He didn't really expect an answer, for the girls knew very well they would die if they did otherwise.

The man grinned. "You always were protective of your toys, my son. You still are I see. Strange… While you should know they will die."

Aileh turned his full attention towards his father now. A threatening hiss left his mouth. "They are not my toys, father, and they will never be. They are my friends…"

The laugh that rose after that comment made Flora shiver. So cold, so… unfeeling. A female voice snickered: "Friends… friends are toys, my son. Especially to the Royal family, you know that. But you can keep them when you return. You can keep one of them."

Flora glanced over Aileh's shoulder. The Naga who was his mother smiled at him. But there was no feeling in that smile. And now she realised the most important thing about Naga; there was nothing positiv in their world… Only dark things…

She felt Aileh tense in front of her. "I will never return." He snapped at his parents. "There is no reason why I should."