Chapter 47-Changing of Decks
Narssia lays in a coma, the nightmares about the ultimate battle finally too hard for her to bare. Although Dartz tries his best to speak with her about it, she refuses to listen. To her, the pain of all that died echo out to her. As weeks become months, Dartz begins to think she might be an empath, or someone that can sense other's emotions.
It would make sense, he thinks as he watches her still figure laying on the floor of his chamber. That she is an empath.
Dartz draws his sword and lays it beside his comatose dragon.
Our bond is stronger than this, you will not wither away under my watch, Dartz growled under his breathe, but he knows that she might.
Narssia's life has been one bad event after another. Sure she had saved him hundreds of times, but she had still had one of the hardest lives of any Guardian. Being paired with 'the destroyer of Atlantis', what a great tale to spread to future offspring!
Although the two had been tricked into serving alongside the Leviathan in the ultimate battle, Makiar and her son Nor'ac had released them from the serpent's hold.
Dartz? A questioning flicker of thought calls out.
Narssia? Dartz asks.
The pain is slowly fading. I am regaining my will to live, Narssia answers.
Are you perhaps strong enough to open your eyes?
Perhaps, but I'm not sure, Narssia comments as her eyelids flutter slightly before beginning to open and reveal her beautiful yellow eyes.
Dartz is overjoyed with her recovery and tries his hardest to help when he can. Her prolonged coma has weakened her body and let her unable to walk and fly, due to the muscles needed for that type of movement having wasted away during her coma.
Narssia? Dartz asks one day as he strokes her pitch-black scales.
Yes? Narssia questions as her eyes lock with his.
I have decided to change my deck, Dartz says.
Narssia is stunned. Sure she's heard of the fact that the Orichalcos has been destroyed but still, Dartz is changing his deck.
Remember the deck I used when you dueled me? Dartz asks.
I do, Narssia replies.
Good because that is the deck that I'm changing to, Dartz says.
Makiar finally decides to go and search for a dragon that 'supposedly' died before the Orichalcos was destroyed. This dragon betrayed Tronay Nekita and the Guardian kind as he was turned evil by the Orichalcos's dark magic. Although he hasn't been seen since the Orichalcos was destroyed, Makiar believes that he is alive; she just doesn't know where he is. Her dreams one night tell her that he is at the Northern Ridge, where Szar and her first met Neptune Ricata and his dragon Hertota.
The next morning she leaves for the Northern Ridge, determined to find this dragon and try to get him to come back to the Dominion of the Beasts. She lands in the swirling sands of the almost desert-like Northern Ridge, her eyes gazing around for the male.
Come out here Uria! Makiar growls.
Stay away from this place! A sharp growl comes from up ahead a few moments later.
Makiar finds the redden male resting on a rock. Her approach startles him and so he jumps up, growling as he does so.
Never speak that name! He roars.
Why not? Makiar asks.
That name was once mine but it foretold that I would turn evil and I forbid that you speak it! The red male roars.
Oh really, well then what do I call you? Makiar asks.
The male thinks for a moment.
That's what I thought, your name is still of some value to you, firebreather, am I right? Makiar asks.
You know of what my name means in our native tongue? The male asks.
I do Uria, Makiar answers.
Uria pauses as Makiar speaks his name.
I shall follow you firetail simply because we are related, Uria growls.
Very well, oh firebreather, Makiar hums, sinking into her native tongue, the same that Uria holds as well.
Uria growls with excitement and flies into the sky as the darkness of ight descends on the two. Makiar follows, led by the pleasant aura that comes from the Guardian of Fire.
For the first time, I shall mate with a dragon of my element, she thinks as the two fly off to find a cave.