Chapter 2
The Sphinx stared carelessly at the old man sitting across from him. He started drumming his fingers impatiently on the desk as the man nervously shifted through his papers. Finally the Sphinx asked, "You are the smartest, I assume?".
"Uh, y-y-yes. On the t-t-topic we are d-d-discussing, yes. I b-b-believe so." The stutterer said as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He was a stutterer. And it didn't help his stuttering when he was deathly afraid.
"And that is on Dragonkind and Fairykind, correct?" the Sphinx asked.
"Uhh, y-y-yes. It is. I know t-t-t-tons on F-f-f-fairykind and a l-l-little on D-d-dragonkind." The old man, who looked around sixty, said once again shifting through his papers.
" I have a question." the Sphinx said coolly.
"Ask away. A-a-a-all my i-i-information is y-y-your information."
"Is there anything other than Fairykind and Dragonkind? That have to do with fairies and dragons?"
"N-n-n-not that I know o-o-of. My r-r-research is m-m-most advanced and I h-h-have noticed no other s-s-special powers of a-a-any s-s-sort."
"And is it true that when a Fairykind and a Dragonkind are combined they well be able to summon all the artifacts?"
"Y-y-yes that is also t-t-true."
"Now how do you combine them? I mean, what do you have to do?"
"I-I-I wouldn't know. But this i-i-inscription says that when the D-d-dragonkind and fairykind hold h-h-hands and speak some s-s-sort of chant, then they shall be c-c-combined."
"How are they combined? Are they unable to stop holding hands? Or are they suddenly the same person?" The Sphinx in spite of himself, bent a little forward in curiosity. This was finally getting interesting.
"I don't know. M-m-maybe. I don't h-h-honestly know. C-c-could be anything."
"What is the chant, do you know at least that much?"
"N-no sir. But i-i-it is r-r-rumored that the F-f-fairykind and the D-d-dragonkind will know it i-immediately."
"Ok."
"So how do you know if someone is Dragonkind?"
"That p-p-person will s-s-seem over p-p-protective over the Fairykind."
"Interesting..."
"Y-y-yeah. W-w-wierd isn't it!"
"Hey, Albert. I heard you were afraid of death being painful."
"Y-y-yeah..." Albert answered now truly afraid.
"Well what if I could make sure you don't have a painful death."
"You m-m-mean make me i-i-immortal!"
"Not quite. This is my friend Torina." The Sphinx said gesturing torward the door where a beautiful lady came through.
"Wow... Wha-Wait! I don't want to go yet!" Albert breathed.
"Torina." The Sphinx said gesturing to Albert with an evil eye. Chills ran down Albert's back. He couldn't move, he couldn't struggle, he couldn't even breath. The impression of a fly caught in a spiders web.
"Yes, of course," the lectoblix said as she bent next to Albert.
Before Albert could react, she bit him. After two minutes (more like seconds) Torina had sucked the life out of him. He was reduced to a pile of dust.
"He was very useful." The Sphinx commented before exiting the room swiftly.