Chapter 25
To The Victor
The spiked tires of both motorcycles left trails of dust clouds in their wake. Glacia kept a hand on her hat as her guild mate switched to a speed that, had they been in Crocus, would get her a ticket.
"Warning: High speed level detected," the screen between the handles read.
The Mermaid Heel duo closed in on Jigumo, who held the motion sick Niebel captive. "Right kid, if you vant to get him, I need you to act fast!" The mystery woman commanded. She rammed her bike against Jigumo's. The spider master's vehicle veered dangerously on the uneven ground.
Underneath the helmet, Jigumo glared at the woman. "It's on, babe." With one hand, he whipped an opaque glass container out of his jacket pocket and smashed it against the other vehicle. Glass shards flew; a mechanical spider unfolded itself and crawled on the female rider's control panel.
"A jamming bug? Zat's your best, Jigumo?" The witch of Mermaid Heel swatted the mechanical bug away. But just that brief instance hijacked the vehicle's workings.
"Warning: Virus detected. Please shut down—Switching to autopilot," a mechanical voice said while the screen displayed the same message. A map layout appeared with the determined path in red—a path that would lead them straight into a cliff face.
"No, no, don't you dare!" The woman growled, but to no avail: her control over her own transport was fading. The motorcycle began to move away from Jigumo just when Glacia had a hand on Niebel's jacket.
"Niebel!" Glacia yelled. Niebel lifted his head weakly, eyes opened fully when he saw her hand extended to him as they moved away from each other. "Jump!"
Nodding, Niebel moved as fast as he could through his vehicle-induced nausea. Using the strength he could muster, Niebel pushed himself from Jigumo's motorcycle with the cocoon in his hands.
"Hey!" Jigumo made a grab for Niebel's ankle, but a dagger scratched his palm. The spider master hissed as flesh split apart. "Wait," he muttered as he looked at the mysterious woman, then at his palm. "Silver?"
But the vehicles were too far apart for Niebel to jump over to the Mermaid Heel duo; leaving the Ice Dragon Slayer to fall. However, Glacia pushed herself off and managed to catch Niebel before he hit the ground. The siblings skidded across the rough terrain and stopped against a pile of rocks.
"S-sissy," Niebel mumbled, clutching the cocoon while Glacia held him close in turn. "Why?"
"...I just couldn't let you get hurt because of me," she answered.
"There you are, bastard!" Natsu leaped towards them, only to comically halt in midair. "Wait, there are two of you—"
"You're losing your head!" Regaining temporary control of her motorcycle, the Mermaid Heel witch grabbed Natsu by his scarf and rode off with him. She quickly removed the SE plug and clamped it around Natsu's wrist. The Fire Dragon Slayer, realizing that he was on a vehicle, immediately turned green and sweated profusely.
"So there's actually a use for autopilot," the woman murmured, glancing at the determined path on the screen. "Lock mechanism activate!"
"Activating lock mechanism," the mechanized voice said. The Mermaid Heel witch jumped off as the vehicle steered itself perfectly, even with the incapacitated driver. Metal clamps circled Natsu's wrists and his ankles, ensuring that there was no chance of his escape.
"..." Both Makarov and Mavis were dumbstruck, their faces aghast at the sight of the Fire Dragon Slayer riding helplessly on a vehicle.
The woman snapped her fingers and tsked. "Ah, damn. Now I owe ze rental half a million Jewels," she muttered.
Meanwhile, Niebel had taken Glacia's hand and ran across the battlefield with her. The 'twins' avoided the other competitors, but that didn't stop Glacia from catching bits of the three-way battles. "Kagura-san," she murmured as they passed Erza, Kagura, and Minerva.
"Kagura-san." Kagura's ears twitched slightly, her head turned in the direction of where her name was whispered. It was so faint, like a ghost's; a voice on the wind that resembled her late comrade's voice. The female swordsman turned her attention back to her battle.
"I won't back down, regardless of who my opponent is," Erza declared.
Kagura scowled. Erza, you who cover for Jellal even now...According to Millianna, the amount of pain he caused you...was something that should have been unforgivable. The crime of murder can never be excused.
"You've caused the pillars of my guild to become quite unsteady," Minerva informed. "In the mean time, your guilds, Erza, Kagura—"
"There's no way to tell how this will turn out," Lisanna said nervously, rubbing her arm.
Cana hiccuped, holding Warren's and Max's heads with her arms around their necks. Both men were flustered at being close to the drunk's cleavage. She lifted her alcohol bottle up, her face flushed red. "Erza losing isn't even an option!"
Elfman sweated at Cana's actions and her words. "But she is up against those two..."
"I don't even know the chicks that subbed for us, so Kagura...We're counting on you," Arania pleaded.
"She'll be okay, right?" Beth asked.
"Sorry, Vóreia," Lector apologized to his girlfriend. "But from here, I'll be cheering for my guild."
"Fro's sorry too, if it helps," Frosch added.
Vóreia smiled knowingly. "Try not to take this the wrong way, but I have no intention of cheering for Sabertooth."
"Not even for Rogue's battle? After all, he's facing him."
The split-tailed Exceed sighed. "Okay, maybe I might."
"Try and desperately claw your way back to the top of the food chain, I'll make sure your delusions of grandeur end here."
"You talk too much," Erza commented.
"Enough chit chat," Kagura decided, eyes closed. The faint whisper on the wind still rang through her mind. "Come."
The women glared at each other, determined to rise victorious, each with their own reason for doing so. The audience watched them with bated breath; Fairy Tail stood apprehensively in their balcony; Vóreia stood on one side of Frosch and Lector another; Arania and Beth observed the three elite women size each other up.
Without warning, the women ran at each other. Erza held her swords so that the blades pointed out; Kagura kept a pommel on Archenemy; Minerva with an arm spread out. Her hand enveloped in wave-like material, she halted Kagura's blade in its path. At the same time, one of Erza's swords struck against Archenemy. As they clashed, their magic radiated from their bodies and created a massive shockwave, damaging everything around them.
They all pulled back; Erza followed up with a slash to Minerva and a strike to Kagura. Her adversaries blocked her attacks. "Hm..." Minerva waved one of her arms towards the female knight.
"Uwah!" Minerva sent Erza flying back with her magic. Kagura moved out of the way and delivered a kick to Minerva's head. Mermaid Heel's S-Class glanced back in time to see Erza flip in midair into a crouching position. Using one of her swords as a pole, she landed a flying sidekick to Kagura's face. The force of her kick sent her flying across the terrain with Erza in pursuit. Kagura stopped herself by pushing off the ground and rolling into a crouching position. The female knight soared past her and crashed against a tree.
A hand appeared in front of Kagura's face; magic engulfed her as Minerva sent a blast at her. Much of the earth around Kagura was destroyed.
Minerva turned her head to see Erza above her. "I see—You-!" she finished in surprise as Kagura rammed her sword into Minerva's side. Erza kicked both feet down on Kagura, who took most of the damage.
Minerva clenched her left hand so that only the index and middle fingers were pointing at her right palm. She opened her fingers in a "V" formation. "Ih Ragdo." Bubble-like formations trapped Kagura and Erza, restraining their movements. "Niel Wielg Mion Terse Elcantaeus," she chanted, moving her arms in a circular motion.
"That spell—it can't be—Yakuma's spell of the Eighteen Combat Gods?!" Mavis cried.
Minerva spread her arms wide as she finished, "Yagdo Rigora!" A god-like entity with intricate designs on its body appeared before her. A pillar of light climbed up to the sky, destroying the battlefield the three women occupied. Spectators and judges were astonished by the resulting damage. Even the other remaining competitors stopped what they were doing.
"What was that?" Gajeel wondered, staring off in the direction of the light.
"A mage capable...to that extent..." Jura said, knowing that the caster was a threat.
"That's our lady for ya," Orga informed smugly.
Niebel and Glacia stopped in their tracks. "That's where Kagura-san is," Glacia murmured worriedly.
"We need to move!" Niebel pulled Glacia forward as a wave struck the place where they once stood.
"Kagura-san..." Glacia looked back at the fading light pillar. "Please be okay."
"Get back here!" Yuka yelled, thrusting his palm forward. "Wave Rush!"
The "twins" avoided the wave in time; Sting climbed up the hill where the three stood, only to almost run into a large concave mass of magic. Sting dodged it in time, glaring at the Wave.
"Uh, nice weather today, don't you agree?" The Wave said nervously, backing away while the Dragon Slayer stomped forward.
"No doggy whistle to save you this time," Sting taunted, cracking his knuckles.
"Oh, great, why didn't I take Toby's dog whistle when he swapped out?" Yuka cursed himself for not taking the instrument when he had the chance.
The roar of an engine broke the tension. Yuka and Sting looked in time to see Natsu strapped to an autopilot motorcycle. The vehicle rammed into Yuka; the impact tossed the blue-haired man against a boulder, hard enough to knock him out.
Fairy Tail A 48P
"Uh...Somehow, Natsu of Fairy Tail A, while trapped on a vehicle, has defeated Yuka of Lamia Scale!" Chapati sweated, practically feeling Ooba's annoyance radiating.
"We should get him checked out later, shouldn't we?" Yajima added.
"Yuka...what...was...that?" Ooba grumbled.
Sting stared after the vehicle-grounded Natsu. "Hah! You look so pathetic, Natsu-san!"
As the dust dispersed, everyone could see that Erza and Kagura still stood. Their clothes were torn, but other than some minor scrapes and bruises, they were okay.
"I don't believe it! They're unfazed!" The judges nearly toppled in their seats, all with matching shocked expressions; the hair on Chapati's wig stood up straight, Yajima's chef hat fell off, and Ooba's hair began to escape her bun.
"What's with those three?"
"That's beyond amazing, it's like...out of this world!"
"This is so sick!"
"They're evenly matched," Ren said.
"For now," Hibiki finished.
"I see...I didn't fathom that the two of you were so...durable," Minerva said simply. She tossed away her feather boa, her right hand enveloped in a glob of magic. "Allow me to make things more...entertaining." The glob expanded; writhing in pain inside the glob was Millianna. "I caught a stray kitten just now!" she boasted.
"Millianna!" Her adversaries shouted.
"Look at her whimpering in agony. Within this space, her magic is continuously drained," she explained smugly.
"That's so dirty!" Arania yelled furiously.
"Spare me the rage. She serves no purpose as a hostage. I did say I wanted to make things more interesting, did I not?"
Erza and Kagura glared at Minerva angrily. The tigress' face darkened as well. "There are the faces I've waited to see."
Rogue caught the familiar scent of mint on the wind. A scent that belonged to her. However, the scorpion master gave him a look as if allowing him to pursue the aroma.
"You caught Princess Glaciana's scent, didn't you?" Sasori smiled. "Why don't you go after her?"
The Shadow Dragon Slayer laughed softly. "You think I'll fall for that trick again? Obviously it's Niebel using something that belonged to Glacia, and once I give chase, I'll be ambushed."
The scorpion master smirked. "Good nose," he praised.
Something's up, Dobengal thought. Just what did they do?
Chapati pulled on his tie. "The tension is building."
"Quite uncomfortably," Yajima added.
"Lamia Scale will climb to the top, just watch," Ooba said.
"Going to the Gladiator-Ninja-Knight brawl, what are the pros and cons against each man?" Chapati asked.
"With Sasori, the odds are mostly against him," Yajima commented. "Dobengal and Rogue were former comrades of the same guild until the latter left, so there's a chance that they might corner Sasori."
"However, those two hate each others' guts, so they will not," Ooba interjected. "Now Dobengal, on the other hand, was a former member of Imperial Snow and Sabertooth. Therefore, he knows every weakness they have. Like the fact that Rufus couldn't take a punch," she added.
"But it's been a year since he left Sabertooth, and nearly eight when he left Imperial," Yajima cut in. "Things might have changed drastically."
"Now for Rogue, it's almost the same as Sasori. Just like how Imperial and Lamia know each others' weak spots, the same applies for Saber and Lamia," Chapati stated.
Sasori chuckled to himself. "You guys have me at quite the disadvantage. Not only am I running low on magic but—" With a sweep of his cape, three items fell to the ground: a needle filled with poison, a tiny glass bottle filled with even smaller orbs, and a dog whistle? Serket the scorpion vanished at her master's command. "I'm even unarmed," he finished with a smile. "This should be a sufficient handicap for that arm of yours, right?"
Ooba fumed. "Mocking us, eh?"
"You're bluffing," Dobengal accused.
"Say, did you say hi to Glacia's corpse earlier?" Sasori teased.
Lector sweated. Somewhere else, Jigumo laughed hysterically. "My brother, you are a genius."
Rogue fell for Sasori's bait. As he zeroed in on the scorpion master, his fist passed through Sasori's body while a foot kicked Rogue's back.
"Wh-what was that?" Chapati exclaimed. "Best known for his speed and control of shadows, Rogue is overwhelmed by Sasori!"
Rogue tried to get up; as he pushed himself off against a boulder, the tip of Sasori's poisoned needle touched his neck.
"It took one second for you to take the bait," Sasori explained smoothly. "Another second, and you began to run. Three seconds later, you reached me. By the time you prepared to attack, six seconds had passed. More than enough time enough for me to make a counter attack, wouldn't you agree?"
"Ice-Make: Yeti!" A large humanoid hominid lumbered towards Rufus. It raised its bulky fists as if to bring them down—if a cannon blast didn't decimate the ice golem.
Lyon's eyes flashed dangerously. "I warned you, Gray, stay out of my way!"
"Yeah right, and let you have all the glory?" Gray shot. "Ice-Make: Freeze Lancer!"
Lamia Scale's resident ice mage dodged each ray with ease. "Coming from a guy who gets too much screen time half-naked, I have every right to beat this guy to a pulp! Ice-Make: Snow Tiger!"
Nothing happened, even as Lyon's magic circle appeared before him. Gray snickered. "That was it?"
Rufus brought a hand to mouth as he chuckled. "Listen to you two, yapping like dogs." He put his fingers to his temples. "But even a mutt knows its place before a wolf. Memory-Make: Tears of the Northern Empress!" Large icicles rained down on the ice mages; each icicle was sharpened to a razor edge.
"Ice-Make: Shield!" The ice mages created their individual defenses to protect themselves, but the barriers did little to endure the sharp ice.
Even Lyon couldn't dodge the hailstorm from hell summoned by Rufus. Lyon and Gray danced on their toes as they tried to avoid getting skewered. "That's it, dance the whirling gavotte of agony," Rufus said with a sly smile. "And to keep you spinning on your feet; Memory-Make: A Night of Falling Stars!"
The sky turned dark as endless rays of light scattered across the field where Lyon and Gray continued to pirouette for their lives. Neither of them could spin out of the way without a scratch of some sort.
A low growl made itself known behind Rufus. The memory wizard spun around in time to see an ice tiger lunge for him. Rufus jumped as the ice golem tried to bite his ankle. "Where did that come from?"
"Surprised?" Lyon said with a smirk.
Rufus' eyes widened in realization as the memory of Lyon's 'failed' creation played before his eyes. "You!"
"Me. Ice-Make: Dog Pile!" Wolves, foxes, canine creatures of all kinds pounced on Rufus. "AAHHH!"
When the canine pack retreated, Rufus was nothing more than a man in shredded clothes. His hat somehow remained intact.
Lamia Scale 44P
"Lyon, you slanty-eyed bastard! That guy was supposed to be mine!" Gray hissed.
The Lamia Scale wizard only offered a mocking grin. "Jealous much?"
Elsewhere, Chelia sent a kick boosted with Sky God Slayer Magic towards Risley. "Sorry."
"Don't underestimate Mermaid Heel!" were Risley's last words as she was forced out of the game.
Lamia Scale 45P
"In here!" Niebel found a crevice between boulders that could serve as a cave. The 'twins' squeezed in with ease, but the cocoon reluctantly passed through.
Glacia leaned against a wall within the grotto as she held her head. "I...I don't get it...Niebel, what made Imperial Snow change so much? The guardians were never cruel like this!"
Niebel sat across from her. "Sissy...You're wrong. No one in Imperial Snow has changed. The Imperial Guardians were always like that. You're the one that's different now."
The former Dragon Slayer stared at her successor in disbelief. "Huh?"
"It's true, you look different; you speak differently; you can't use magic anymore; but your personality changed the most."
"But I—"
"It must be from your time in the dead world; or maybe it's because your magic was removed," he continued. "Because, Sissy, you used to be just like the other Imperial Guardians. Cruel like Jigumo; relentless as Sasori; independent, calculating, deceptive—back then you had all the traits that made an Imperial Guardian. In fact, you even told that's how you were before you became an Imperial—before you ever took me in!"
"If you agree that the Imperial Guardians are brutal—even me—then you have changed, Sissy!" Niebel said with a smile.
"Ah..." Glacia slid down the wall as she took in Niebel's words. "Or maybe...my exposure to the other side made me realize my actions when I lived before. I hated this world from the day I was born. Hated the dragon that raised me; despised the parents that gave me life; honestly, I still abhor this world. I want nothing more than to return to my eternal rest."
"Sissy...You said to Vóreia once that if you had to be a star, you'd be the Phoenix. So that you'd be reborn again. Was that...Was that a lie?"
Glacia stared at the ground. "At the time...I don't think it was. But as life went on, it just felt like the world was against me. As a Dragon Slayer, people expected me to be strong. But most of the time, they couldn't see me as anything but like the dragon I was raised by. The only thing that kept me going were the people that I might leave behind if I caved in. So I wished that if the gods were so cruel as to reincarnate me, I would be anything but what I was then."
Niebel set the cocoon in the middle of the cave. "I was not raised by a dragon, so those are not my feelings," he said. "However, I can understand why Sissy would think that. My father sold me into slavery after my mother died from childbirth. I lived part of my childhood in a diamond mine; working for days on end, lucky if I even had a bite to eat. But that never stopped me from hoping for something better. Sissy was the light that saved me! Not including me, is there anyone so precious to you, that you wonder how you ever lived without them?"
Glacia remained silent in thought as she pondered over Niebel's question. "...Yes."
Niebel nodded with an understanding smile. "Then to you, that person is your light. You shouldn't give up your life for anything else!"
The cave shook; Niebel and Glacia looked at the crevice in alarm. "It's too dangerous here," Niebel said. Moving quickly, he grabbed the cocoon. He looked at his sister with a sad look. "They'll expect the Lacrima with me. Sasori knows I wouldn't put you in danger."
"And what makes you think I would allow you to come into harm's way?" Glacia put a hand on the cocoon. "A Lacrima always radiates magic of some kind. If I have the Dragon Lacrima, the stored magic will radiate. With all that magical aura, even Avian won't be able to tell who's who!"
"Sissy...you're going to take the Lacrima with you?" Niebel asked, fearing for Glacia's life. It was bad enough when he lost her once, but a second time...
Glacia gave Niebel a smile as sad as his own. "Niebel...cut the cocoon open."
Niebel shook his head. "I will not."
"Those expressions are quite delicious," Minerva said.
"Release Millianna," Kagura spat through gritted teeth.
"It's time I show you how a real king fights," the tigress continued, ignoring Kagura's demands.
"I will not repeat this again: Release my comrade while you can still breathe," Kagura threatened as she got into a stance.
"By all means, try it," Minerva sneered.
Kagura was more than willing to do so as she appeared before Minerva in the blink of an eye. So fast! Erza thought in amazement.
"You shall be the second tiger I devour." Kagura swung her sword towards Minerva.
"I do hope this one tastes better than your last." At the last second, Minerva's form flickered and Erza took her place. Both women were surprised, but Kagura's blade was already in motion. And she had no intention of stopping it.
Erza quickly blocked her strike. The audience was stunned as Minerva now sauntered away from the two.
She switched places? Kagura thought.
I got switched in? Erza wondered.
"Why don't you two claw each others eyes out? The victor can become my prey." Minerva sent Millianna away with a wave of her arm.
"How shameful. You were the outsider in our fight to begin with," Erza snapped, struggling against Archenemy.
"Pulling the strings and moving others to your whim—that is what defines a king," Minerva informed. "You should be honored. Even someone as heralded as me would be fortunate to leave unscathed if I took you both on. I just paid you both a compliment."
"Remember this: A king must win using all means necessary."
"Give Millianna back!" Erza screamed at her. Kagura twitched, giving Erza a dark look.
"Don't you dare..." Kagura said dangerously. Erza looked at her in surprise, wondering what had gotten into her when Kagura pushed her back. "Don't you dare act like her friend!"
"It seems you two need to get reacquainted," Minerva jeered. "I'll leave you be."
"Enough!" Kagura whipped her head around. "I shall accept your conditions! Release Millianna at once!"
"It seems she got the best of us," Erza said.
Kagura looked at her with deadly eyes as an ominous aura surrounded her. "I'll strike you down first...then I'll devour the tiger-lady."
His presence is suffocating, Laxus thought. The Lightning Dragon Slayer could still feel Jura's power radiating.
The staring contest broke when Orga focused all his attention on the Wizard Saint. "I'd like to see what a serious Jura is capable of."
"Ah," was all the Wizard Saint said.
"Will you take my frontal assault head on?" Orga wondered, black sparks forming around his hands. "Mr. Wizard Saint—think what you have what it takes to block this?!"
"I guess we'll find out," Jura said simply; Orga smirked.
A pathetic attempt at misdirection, Laxus thought.
"Lightning God's Charged Particle Cannon!" Orga shot an enormous bean of black lightning at Jura. The blast vaporized an entire hill behind Jura, but that hadn't been his intended target. Laxus blinked, and Jura was in front of Orga. Jura punched Orga's forehead. The God Slayer's smashed into the ground, dirt flying into the air.
Laxus and the crowd at Domus Flau watched in shock as the dirt and grit cleared away. Orga lay motionless on the ground, blood leaking from his nose. The only person who wasn't fazed by this was a proud Ooba Babasaama.
Lamia Scale 46P
"I had you analyzed when you fought last year," Jura said. "This was all that was needed to put you to sleep."
"That guy's a beast!"
"To one shot Orga like that!"
"This...won't end well for us," Makarov gasped, his eyes wide. Even Mavis couldn't speak.
The Thunder God Tribe had much to protest for their leader. "For shame, master!" Evergreen scolded.
"Put your faith in Laxus! We have!" Freed yelled.
"To think that about your own grandson," Bickslow added.
"Now..." Sasori jumped back so that he was several meters from Rogue. The gladiator spread his arms out. "Would you like to try again?"
Gritting his teeth, Rogue ran right at the smug gladiator. He brought his arm forward, wrapped in shadows. But his attack passed through Sasori's body. The scorpion master vanished from his line of attack so that Rogue was now running at his new opponent. And Rogue had no absolutely intention of stopping. Quickly, Dobengal leaped back from Rogue, who followed in hot pursuit.
Sasori laughed as he began to walk away from the battle. "Pent up rage and despair overrules rational thinking, don't you agree?"
"Why did you even bother to interfere when you had no intention of fighting in the first place?" the ninja yelled at Sasori.
"Oh, I have every intention of fighting you—one of you at least." The scorpion master glanced back. "I want the blood of the loser spilled on this very land. Only then will I deem you fit to fight me: the most powerful wizard to ever grace Imperial Snow."
"You sound like Jigumo."
Sasori shrugged nonchalantly. "You killed once, I have faith that you can do it again. Rogue, however...I give you my prayers, old friend."
"I'll give you more than blood." Sasori looked at Rogue, who wore a murderous look while black scale-like designs decorated his skin. "I'll give you a head," he hissed.
Sasori smiled. "Don't disappoint me then, Rogue Cheney." With that, he teleported to the top of a high cliff that overlooked Dobengal and Rogue's battle. He pressed a finger to his forehead. "Jigumo, Avian, Mizuno: Have you located the Lacrima?"
His eyes widened at the response he received. "Wait...What did you say?"
"A-actually..." Avian swallowed.
Niebel poked his head out of the crevice before he booked it, holding the cocoon close to him.
Five minutes later, Glacia climbed out of the crevice. Keeping a hand on her hat and pulling her gold-buttoned jacket closer, the former Dragon Slayer ran in the opposite direction of Niebel.
"Niebel has the Lacrima with him; he's trying to get us to go for him instead of Glacia," Mizuno reported.
Sasori rested his head in his hands. "You're so predictable, Niebel Glacien."
"Hey, Earthland to Sasori, can you hear me?" Jigumo's voice yelled in his head.
"Shut up," Sasori muttered, contemplating the situation. "Ignore Glacia for now. Retrieve the Dragon Lacrima, but by no means are you to kill Niebel."
Meanwhile, Glacia tried her best to avoid confrontations, all while keeping her hat on. She stopped and hid behind a large boulder; she had just spotted Mirajane and Juvia.
The Fairy Tail women hadn't spotted her. Glacia sighed silently.
"Aha." Glacia jolted as she came face-to-face with Sting. "So you're the mermaid who dresses like a guy. But...you seem kinda funny." Sting took a deep whiff. "You've been trying to hide your own scent with a guy's. White hair and blue eyes...and you seem determined to keep that hat on."
The White Dragon Slayer smirked. "You know, it'd be kinda funny if your full name just happened to be Glaciana Patin Laviné."