Hi everyone, I'm here only to say that this could be the last chapter for a while, since I'm beginning again my last year of university. I'll still be updating my profile with the progress I make. Thank you for all the review, I hope you'll enjoy this new one
-Azotac
Spyro's eyelids slowly flickered open, as a narrow beam of sun filtered through the closed tent and into his and Cynder's room. He groaned and turned on the other side covering his face with his wing. In that moment he felt Cynder groaning too, as she was previously covered by his now raised appendage. She shuffled, dumping her muzzle underneath his chin.
He smiled wide.
The drake nuzzled her gently in between her horns, before raising his neck to look around their room.
The pesky beam was now hitting their backs, but it would be another couple of minutes before it gets back again to their faces.
He dismissed that thought, focusing on the narrow gap between the almost pitch black wall of rock and the sunlit tent the partially obscured their room. The light was very intense, meaning it was already late in the morning…At least they got to sleep longer.
Spyro followed the beam until his gaze returned on their bodies, where an intense glare made him squint. The light bounced off their scales, dusting the ceiling of the room with countless bright dots that varied between gold, purple, magenta and grey. The latter probably due to Cynder's scales not having a real colour to reflect.
He thought about all the things that happened the day before. They shifted to a time of apparent peace, to one of strife back again in the span of a couple of hours. The young dragon played again in his head the same tune of questions about his fighting days. Alas he dismissed all of them, not wanting to ruin a good and peaceful morning.
He smiled again, returning his head in its previous position, shifting slightly his wing in order to cover more of their visages, before the light returns to annoy them. He spared a last glance to his sleeping beauty before returning into the embrace of sleep.
Cynder woke up at least an half an hour later, yawning wide under Spyro's chin. She blinked few times until she heard a light snore coming form the pile of purple scales around her. She giggled, before a wild idea popped in her head: it was time to get him back for last morning.
She had to admit that she craved a bit of intimacy with her lover every now and then. It was an urge of her to show him as much affection as she could. A reminder for him of her love and her eternal thankfulness for all that he had done for her.
She stealthily left his embrace, gently moving his wings with her own. She then used her other wing, still partially under him, to make the drake turn on his back.
Spyro was now left with his forepaws hanging in the air, his muzzle partially open with his tongue slipping out on the left corner of his maw.
Cynder snickered at the image, so much for the mighty hero.
She finally straddled him, posing her rump on his under belly and her paws on his chest.
He was still sleeping.
The dragoness dipped her muzzle on his neck, beginning to lick the base, while her paws explored his chest in a slow massage. She caressed gently every portion of his golden scales that she could find, tracing her claws on every nick and dent on them and delicately touching with her digits the sensitive tissue of his scars. His snoring stopped, only to be followed by a gasp. His eyes fluttered open and unfocused darted around.
"Cynder…What…Ahh!"His rambling was interrupted by a low moan, the same way that happened to her last morning. She giggled again, before cupping his snout with her paws and taking him into a deep kiss. His lips, at first sleepy, began to respond moments after, reciprocating the love they were being bestowed. They separated few seconds later, with Spyro taking a deep breath.
"I hope he appreciated it…"She thought.
The dragoness posed her gaze on her drake and she saw in his eyes the answer to the obviously rhetorical question.
They were full of love, care and other countless emotions. Someone would think that these kind of interactions would be "saccharine" or "over-sentimental", but to them and mostly to her, after being denied love and care for an entire life, this was the bare minimum she wanted to feel and make feel to her partner.
Her wondering halted once he pushed his snout on hers, purring loudly. They nuzzled lovingly at each other, before sliding their foreheads together. Their breaths were synchronised and Cynder could swear that their hearts were in tune too.
It was a magical moment.
It was almost as they were one, their souls talking a language of emotions and feelings, incomprehensible to any other being, if not them and only them. Cynder felt peace, reassurance…love.
The magic got interrupted when Spyro removed his forehead from hers and licked playfully her snout a couple of times.
"Thank you so much"He said lovingly.
She smiled at her purple dork.
"Anytime, my love"
They cuddled a bit more, before finally getting up and walking out from the stone-carved room.
The couple spotted their friends coming to their direction, so they waved their wings to salute them. Once they were all together, they walked along the circular pathway, until they decided to take the air to get to the great hall.
Fortunately, being late in the morning, the place wasn't too much crowded, leaving them eat with tranquillity, before reporting what happened the day before to the elders of Seascale.
They sat in silence, low chewing and slurping, the only noises coming from them, mixing with the peaceful morning sounds of dragons coming to and fro the hall.
Spyro, who had already finished his meal, now stood with his paws on the table, his head posed on it. He was still thinking about the day before. Luckily, it has been a relatively easy task to accomplish and most importantly, nobody got seriously hurt. The purple dragon wondered what would have happened if that crystal was discovered without them being in the city. Would it have subdued all its inhabitants? That was probably the case, and most probably they would also have found a small army of dragons coming to Warfang to get his hide.
Or maybe, nobody would ever reach that route and so it would never be discovered. Who knows…
Then his thoughts flew to what Volteer said. In fact, who knew how many more dark crystals like the one they found were hidden in the realms. How much time will take them to find and destroy them all?
All these unanswered questions kept floating in his mind, making him frown.
Cynder noticed it and gently posed her wing on his back, caressing him.
Spyro, being pushed out from his train of thoughts, raised his head to meet her, they smiled fondly at each other.
"Thinking?"She asked, getting closer.
"Ya…"He answered.
"About what to do next?"
Spyro hummed in answer, sighing shortly after.
"We should definitely return to Warfang and talk with the other guardians about this."Continued the purple dragon. Cynder was about to answer him, when their calm was interrupted by the arrival of a well known blue dragoness.
"Good morning friends"Said Aqua, bowing to the dragons sat at the table.
"You too, miss Aqua."Greeted Volteer.
"I came here to see if everything is all right and to escort you to the council room to report with me what happened yesterday in the caves."She stated.
"Very well, we all should be finished here."Continued Volteer, glancing around the table.
"Lead the way."
So they left the great hall together. Directing to the council room, which was situated on the higher ring of the volcano, dug as the other, inside the basaltic stone. The group landed in front of the opening and entered the room. It was a much more refined place, with beautiful carving alongside the walls. There were all the councilmen already accomodated, on what appeared to be a series of pelt cushions, around a wide U-shaped table that seemed to be literally extruded from the rocky floor below. Behind the elder dragons, there were all kinds of maps and banners fixed on the wall, probably remains from the period of war.
"Ah, our heroes have finally arrived. Please take a seat."Said Elder Orm, gesturing another bunch of cushions laid before the basaltic table. The Warfangian dragons sat on where he indicated, while Aqua took the last vacant spot at the table.
"Very well. Before we begin, we must give you as a minimum a great thank you in behalf of our city, for dealing with this problem by yourself."Began the fire elder.
"Now, tell us more about this damned dark crystals."
"Well, basing our suppositions on what our dear Spyro's words, which I take as the absolute truth, since not only I trust him with my life, but also because they come directly by the Chronicler himself, there are an unquantified amount of dark crystals currently present in the continent if not the whole world. We don't know their powers, we don't know if this was the last one or just the second of a long series and we don't know how to find them."Stated Volteer, with his usual talkativeness. Spyro remained stunned every time the Guardian spoke in that way. He seemed like he could change his vocabulary with the flick of a switch.
"So how do we prepare for this menace?"Asked another elder.
"You can't, since this new foe doesn't move and seemingly doesn't manifest itself on its own."Fired back the guardian.
"So we're at war again? We have to sleep with one eye open from now on, until this menace has vanished?"Asked another councilman. At this point Spyro felt the urge to intervene.
"I think it's not the case. From what we saw, the last two crystals were located in very remote and faraway places. I consider your city to be safe, since I'm sure we cleared the only crystal present on the island. Malefor was a fool, but he wasn't stupid. Placing crystals too near to each other, would make them easier to find and hence destroy."
Many councillors breathed on relief as he finished his words.
"Very well, thank you for your immense and inestimable help. We consider you visit here concluded. We wish to you all a safe return at home. We instructed Cirrus to guide you back to Warfang."
"Thank you again for helping us and for gracing us of your presence."Concluded elder Orm, bowing his head. All the other councillors followed him, paying thanks and respect to the Warfangian dragons, before they led them out, back into the courtyard and onto the basaltic wall that covered the exit.
There were several citizen that had surrounded the base of the rampart from which they came at they arrival. Spyro also noticed the presence of the small hatchling that 'assaulted' him in the great hall. He waved at her and the dragoness replied timidly with her little yellow wing.
"Thank you again to you all for coming"Said elder Orm, before turning to Cirrus.
"Get them home and take your time to return safely"He ordered to the younger drake.
"Yessir"Nodded the wind drake.
"Very good. May the Ancestors watch over all of you during your journey back home."Concluded the fire dragon, bowing again his head, many other citizens followed his gesture, saluting the leaving guests.
"May they watch over us all"Replied Volteer, as the group took flight down the tunnel.
The crossing of the passage went on peacefully, as the flock of dragons flew at low speed in line.
Spyro was admiring the reflections of the sun on the crystalline azure water, as they made an almost hypnotising movement up on the black ceiling of the cave.
In few minutes they traversed the entrance of the passage, grazing the salty water of the sea. They ascended up in the sky, until the finally reached the desired height. The purple dragon turned his gaze one last time back to the impervious basaltic walls of the island. It felt like an eternity since they got there, even if it was at most two days. Then, his gaze drifted to Cynder, who was covering the tail of the group. He smiled fondly at her, a gesture that she replied lovingly.
He then turned to face onward, his eyes pointing to south-east, where, after endless plains and forests, there was his home. He's been adrift for his entire life, thrown between one place and another, never being able to settle long enough in any place that wasn't the swamp he was born into. Now that he had found a place where he can be happy, but of course new problems came afloat, tearing him away from the tranquility he desired and deserved. Again, he discarded as much as he could those thoughts, focusing back on his surroundings.
Their journey back to Warfang was mostly pleasant and uneventful. The days passed as a blur, since Spyro literally lost himself in watching the natural landscapes that their continent offered. It was like discovering a new world again and seeing things and places he never saw before, even if he was there less than a week before, only going in the opposite direction.
It wasn't until the end of the fourth day of voyage that they reached the beautiful and always welcoming Avalar Valley. The lush and green vegetation combined with the fresh air coming from the near mountains aways had a calming effect on the purple dragon. Yes, it brought back some memories of the recent war, but still, he could not oppose resistance to the embrace of the nature. He witnessed the same effect propagate on his friends. He saw them more relaxed, with smiles plastered on their muzzles.
The dragons followed the river, also passing over the cheetahs' village. The purple dragon wondered how the village was faring after the war. He remembered that Hunter reassured that they received no major losses during the conflict, but still he worried for his dear feline friend. He returned his focus along the crystalline water of the Avalar river, which they were following in order to get back to the Forbidden Passage.
The orange rays of the sunset painted the landscapes with beautiful colours, making the river look like molten gold, as the shadows darkened and the sun faded behind the mountains.
In twenty minutes or so, they reached the entrance of the passage, as they all stopped in front of the thick rock slab with a huge paw-like mark etched on it.
"So that's where our ways part."Said Cirrus.
"Sadly yes, dear friend. Thank you for your immense help and guidance. We all hope for your safe return at home"Replied Volteer.
"Thank you Master Volteer and thank you to all of you for helping my city. I'm eternally grateful"Said the drake, taking again the air.
"Bye Cirrus!"
"Bye!"
Once the wind drake disappeared into the darkening clouds, the dragons returned their focus on there surrounding and most importantly on the gateway of the passage.
Volteer inched closer, posing his own paw to the block of rock. Moments after, the stone began to shift, revealing the now familiar dimly lit passage that brought directly to the dragon city. The group began to walk along the tunnel, their paw-steps echoing into the darkness.
"Spyro, my boy, could you come in front with me for a moment?"Asked Volteer. Spyro turned to Cynder, who prodded him on with her muzzle.
"Coming"Said the drake, trotting in front of his friends.
Once he arrived, the elder dragon unfurled a wing round the smaller drake, pulling him a bit closer.
"So Spyro, I'm terribly sorry to tear you out from Cynder's attention and you may think that this is not the right moment to talk, but still…I must ask the obvious question: how are you?"Asked with concern the Guardian. Spyro raised and eyebrow at the elder.
"I'm…fine? I guess… why this sudden question?"
"Well, during our unfortunate squabble with the dark crystal I saw a much faster drain of your elemental energy. I consider it a normal phenomenon, in seeing what happened to you and the presence of that…abomination…But since we all care for your health, I also must ask you felt any different during the recovery period."Continued the guardian.
"I…I felt tired as usual, the scars did itch a bit, but it should be normal right?"
"Yes, yes, giving the muscular exertion you were put under during the fight, a bit of oversensitivity is still to be considered normal."
"About your magic then, did you feel anything different while expelling your elements, did you feel them less powerful?"
"A bit yes, but you guardians said that was acceptable since, you know, the things that happened."
"True, true. As soon as we get home and get well rested we should test out the changes during this period of recovery, to see if there's anything that we should be concerned of. Sounds fair?"
"Yessir."
"Very good. Now changing subject…I'll need your help, as well as Cynder's to explain to my colleagues what we found in Seascale and most importantly what Ignitus told you. Consider this as an initiation to a possible future for you."Continued Volteer.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, Spyro, you're a purple dragon. By the colour of your scales and most importantly by your achievements you are already considered a point of reference and soon, as you grow up, you will be considered as an authority. If you wish, you could become an important political figure, in a future where our connections are fully reestablished and peace consolidated."Proposed the yellow dragon.
"I'm flattered, but I don't think I would be able to do it"
"Why so?"
"I mean, I fought non-stop for the last years of my life and it seems like that I won't stop soon… I thought that I'd like to have some time of peace and tranquillity after all of this. Of course I'd love to help you Guardians, if you ever need help or something similar."
"But you can't see yourself to be a councillor or an important figure."Completed Volteer, his features softening.
"Yea, I'd like to stay out of the light for a bit, unless it's really necessary."
"Hmmm…You're still young, you have probably millennia to think about it."Said the elder.
"Sorry if I brought it up, I'm anyway glad that you spoke with me about your concerns and most importantly, to know that you're good. I'll leave you at the care of your dragoness."Concluded the Guardian, lifting his wing and winking at the smaller drake.
Spyro nodded and returned to his previous position beside Cynder.
The group kept on walking until the familiar stone gateway appeared, signalling the end of their journey, as the two big rock-made doors opened, letting the tired dragons slip back into Warfang.
They walked the corridor with a certain urgency before taking flight and directing towards the temple. Night had fallen over the great dragon city, which was dimly illuminated by some lamps along the streets and on the various buildings. The group dashed through the sky, with Gaia leaving the group soon after, directing towards her home.
Auros turned to salute Nix, who usually is the next one along the way, but was caught with the said dragoness flying directly by his side.
"Can I stay with you tonight?"She asked with puppy eyes. The white drake was a little taken aback, but nodded with joy nonetheless.
"Of course you can."
Finally the five dragons landed in front of the great Temple, the guards bowed at their arrival and opened the gate, letting them in. Volteer dashed through the corridor, reaching the empty main hall. He then turned to the young dragons behind him.
"Well, well, seems like my esteemed colleagues are already sleeping, perks of the old age. Better I follow them, have a good night of rest young ones, we'll see each other tomorrow morning to address what we learnt during out trip. Until then, sleep well!"Said the elder.
The youngsters nodded and bowed to the drake as he left for his chambers.
"Well, now also whitey has a special guest for tonight"Snorted Sparx, turning to the said dragon.
"It's already hard to handle these two, especially a certain black dragoness"He continued, pointing his thumb back at Cynder.
"Oh, you'll see what that certain dragoness is gonna do if another certain annoying bug doesn't shut his trap."Exclaimed Cynder with a malicious grin.
"Yea, yea. Be careful with teeth, cya!"Said Sparx before zipping through the hallway and up the stairs, in order to evade retaliation. Spyro laughed, Cynder looked more annoyed than ever and the other two youngster were both embarrassed beyond limits.
"He's always like this, don't mind him."Reassured the purple dragon.
"Anyway we should go to bed, I'm super tired."Said Auros.
"I agree"Snorted Cynder.
So the quartet ascended the stairs, separating a minute later, bidding goodnight. Auros and Nix entered the drake's room and flopped together onto the bed.
"You think they'll need us tomorrow morning, or what Volteer said was more directed towards Spyro and Cynder?"Asked the dragoness.
"Hmm, I dunno…"Replied the drake, embracing the other with his wings.
"If they need us, they'll come to get us for sure."He continued yawning.
"Goodnight"She said posing her snout on his.
"Goodnight you too"
The two legendary heroes were huddled together, sleeping calmly. Their chests were rhythmically raising and falling, following the tempo of their breath.
Moments later Spyro hitched, as his eyelids fluttered open. His unfocussed eyes darted around until they posed on the sleeping form of the dragoness in his embrace.
He smiled, nuzzling her, making her hum in her sleep. His paws began to dance around her body, basking it with caresses and gentle scratches. She hummed again, snuggling closer.
"Cyn…"He whispered, trying to wake her up. The dragoness groaned, hiding her face into the crook of his neck.
"five more minutes…"She murmured.
The drake giggled softly, before he dipped his muzzle on her forehead, licking it passionately. She shifted again, this time raising her head and twitching her eyelids open. Her emerald eyes focused on him and with the rapidity of a cobra, she darted forward, kissing Spyro fiercely.
He gasped, before he began to reciprocate the gesture, his paws descending along her back and grasping her hips. She moaned against his maw, eventually forcing her tongue past his teeth and into his mouth.
The purple drake moaned too, while his lips sucked gently the invading presence.
His paws lowered even more, reaching the dragoness rear, grasping it gently. Cynder gasped at his suddenly boldness, making her grin.
She detached from his mouth and gripped one of his horns, forcing his head backwards and exposing his neck. Her lips didn't waste time, as they began to work fiercely around the sensitive scales, making the drake beneath her hitch and gasp in pleasure. Her other paw travelled down his chest, before turning to his back and downward again, finally reaching that perfect ass of his, gripping it greedily.
"Master Spyro, Miss Cynder?"The familiar voice of a mole attendant called from behind their door making the two lovers stop abruptly.
"Yes?"Replied the drake.
"The guardians require your presence in the main hall"
"Ok, we'll be there in five, give us the time to get up."Managed to say Spyro in the middle of his pleasure.
"I'll inform the Guardians"Said the mole, walking away.
Both dragons groaned, as they begin to untangle themselves. In a couple of minutes they left Spyro's room and they began to walk down the corridor.
"Well, we're getting really good at it"Observed Spyro. Cynder hummed in agreement, coiling her tail around his.
As they said, in five minutes they reached the ground floor and the main hall, where there were the three guardians awaiting for them.
They all greeted gleefully each other, before the youngsters and Volteer began to report what happened during their journey.
For Cyril and Terrador it was a real rollercoaster of emotions, going form concern, generated by the presence of an unknown quantity of dark crystals in the continent, to astonishment and almost wonder in knowing their late fellow guardian's predicament.
"Wow, these are quite the news"Said Terrador with his deep voice.
"Yes indeed. And as good it is to know that our esteemed Ignitus is the new Chronicler, this informations about these dark crystals is quite daunting I should say. Most important is the fact that we don't know how many they are at all"Continued Cyril.
"Should we send scout parties across the continent to search for them?"Suggested Volteer.
"It's going to be really difficult to search for all the realm just for these crystals. But we can try to spread the word about them. Telling the people that these are some vestiges of the dark war and to signal their presence to us immediately."Replied Terrador.
"Are you sure it won't generate panic in the population, in knowing that Malefor's paw-print is still present in our continent?"
"What else can we do? We can't just take one hundred dragons and send them across the world to search something that we don't know if is there at all."Replied Terrador.
"Ermm, I have an idea"Said Spyro raising his paw.
"Please, do tell young dragon."
"Well, we saw that the first two crystals were in remote places: one into the western side of the continent and one in the eastern side. Maybe we could look for some remote or abandoned places up north, since Warfang is in the lower point of the continent and it would be stupid of him clustering many crystals together…"He suggested. The elders pondered for few moments his words before nodding.
"It's worth a try."Said Terrador.
"Very well, we'll organise a scouting party to send up to the northern mountains. Ancestors know what's hidden in those frozen wastelands. You young dragons should take a day of rest, before we begin again with your training, if you still want to pursue it, of course."Asserted the earth elder.
"We'd love to"Chimed the two dragons.
Morning came as soon as they eyelids closed and judging by the strong light filtering from the window, it was already late through it.
Well, at least they got to sleep a bit more and it also seemed that they weren't much needed for reporting back to Master Terrador and Master Cyril.
Auros turned to his flank, admiring the still sleeping dragoness beside him. Her muzzle was curled in a relaxed smile, as her silver chest rose and fell slowly.
In that moment the drake wondered about his feelings for the creature before him.
Love?
He wasn't sure.
That emotion, that sentiment was a something far distant in his memory. He remembered the love of his parents, of his brother. But that was something born from family, from blood relation.
He never received love from another dragon that wasn't someone who shared his own blood.
He only knew that he deeply cared for her. That he would do anything to make her happy.
Could this be called love?A mere and simple friendship or even a morbid devotion?
Well, she had shown care to him, they shared more time together and she also asked to sleep with him. Were this the famous signals that a dragoness gives to a drake to show her interest? Maybe it was time that he tried to step up the game a bit.
His train of thoughts was interrupted when the object of his internal discussion began to move underneath the cover of his wings.
Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing the two silver gems that enthralled him from the first time he saw her.
Nix's mouth curled into a smile as she moved her muzzle closer to the drake.
Maybe this was an invitation?
Auros got close too, posing the tip of his muzzle over hers, flicking out his tongue and lapping gently the azure scales.
The dragoness hummed and replied soon after his affection, licking his chin and nose with timid gestures.
The drake kept on licking the azure muzzle, going up along her nose bridge and to her forehead, finally setting his nose in between her crown of horns.
She purred again, nesting closer to him. He moved his forepaws, enveloping the smaller form of the dragoness with all his body.
Auros really felt the need to say something, to express the swirl of feelings that was turmoiling his soul.
"Nix…"He murmured. She shifted again a bit closer.
"Yes?"
"I…I wanted to…thank you…"He continued, unsure if those were the right words to say. He felt her exhaling on his neck, her muscles tensing a bit. Not a good sign.
"For what?"She asked.
He gulped.
"For…For being at my side. I know it's not a lot that we know each other…but I…I found myself caring deeply for you. I just wanted you to know how much I appreciate you…how much you are special to me."He concluded.
The drake felt her body relax, as she hummed in contentment. She raised her muzzle and bravely planted a quick kiss on the lips of the white and gold dragon. The male remained dumbfounded, as she pulled away.
"You're also very special to me, Auros."She said, winking at him.
"Hmm…C-Can we do t-that again?"He stammered.
"What? This?"She said, before taking again his lips into a soft kiss. The drake hummed, before answering the affection. They parted and after a moment of eye contact, they kissed again and again.
Auros's paw travelled upward, gently caressing the dragoness face, making her purr again his mouth.
They eventually separated again.
"Auros…I-"
A loud knock interrupted her.
"Guys, are you up?"Asked Cynder from behind the door.
"Yees, 'coming!"Answered Auros. He kissed again the azure dragoness, before hopping down from the pillow-bed and to the door.
"Slept well?"Asked Spyro curiously.
"Ahem, g-good?"Replied sheepishly the white drake.
"You guys already spoke with Master Terrador and Cyril?"Asked the azure dragoness, who was now beside him, with a wing draped over his back.
"Nuh-Uh missy, no changing of subject!"Exclaimed Cynder, narrowing her eyes.
"Cyn, I think you're embarrassing them…"Observed Spyro, noticing their expression.
"That was the plan!"She replied with a grin.
"You're a bit evil"Said Auros, with a playful tone.
"Guess that it rubbed to me after so many years."She said, keeping her teasing grin.
"Wanna go eat something?"Proposed the purple dragon.
"Yes please, we skipped breakfast."Replied Nix.
"Let's go then! I can't wait to hear the spicy gossip about you two!"Exclaimed again excited Cynder.
"Since when you're interested in such things?"Asked Spyro.
"And where does all this energy come from?"He continued.
"Dunno! I feel…Hopeful! I feel like things are going to be better, even if there's all this fucking-Malefor stuff going on."She answered.
"Well, that's a great dose of positivity! We definitely need it in these times."Replied Auros.
"Very good, let's get Gaia, I'm starving"
So, the quartet left the Temple and directed to Gaia's home, guided by Nix. Finally in another ten minutes they sat on their usual table and ate together joking and laughing, again trying to momentarily forget all the problems they were about to face.
The sun was alas behind the western hills, when a group of soldiers and the Terrador arrived over the rampart of the Northern Wall.
The five-dragons search party was checking out their satchels and fastening the laces of their armours.
"Corporal Nemes, thank you for offering to lead the scouting party."Said the guardian, getting closer to said drake.
"My honour sir, I'll do all I can to find these infamous crystals."Said confidently the ice soldier.
"Remember, the priority is to get as much information as you can. Do not engage dangerous paths for this research. Is better that you all return home safe and sound."Said Terrador.
"Yessir"
"Very good"
In few minutes all the dragons bowed to the guardian prepared themselves to take off.
"May the Ancestors watch over you"He saluted, as they took the sky and disappeared behind the dark clouds.
"May they watch over us all…"