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Chapter 58: Maybe it is time to train further...

Turning to face his coming guardians, Darkstalker gently pushes away the paw of his companion, though his tail circles her to compensate. Now fully focused on the great ones, the seer of night hesitates not to observe them, getting a glimpse of what they did and talked about just before.

Xamirh… It seems Azykan was better needed here to… check and support him? As well as his recent experiences being useful I think…

Having reached up to the younglings, her far larger form halting before them, Akhanta speaks first, her stance lowered and her voice quieter, but still energetic and caring.

- "Nelkemu prita hute litysen uthue toijyle, ikul ythetias ijumu hute surh alkary."

Saying that, the dark blue kin makes a few more steps, bringing her magnificent body to the smaller pair's side, allowing herself to better look at the both of them while Ayirn remains further back, as if she was shy but not too much, though her expression tells she has little doubt even if she still remains silent as her partner continues.

"Cuxt lieju uthue surh masne?"

For that simple question of his guardian, the young hybrid knows he does not need much to answer, except to stand there with a faint smile on his snout and having his companion close to him, his attitude showing he naturally cares for her.

"Yth moxon uthue surh…" Mutters Akhanta before turning back, some ideas not too exciting coming to her mind.

- "I don't think we can leave yet…"

Having barely begun her march, the great dragoness halts when she hears a voice from behind, all the while her magical kin watches the scene, ever passive and perceptive.

"Ikarh can not follow you by herself. See for yourself…"

Saying that, the hybrid of night makes a few steps, but with a wing closely over the matching hatchling, inciting her to follow. And as expected, the blue and purple one leans forward but does not advance, her body stuck in place as a talon of her continuously holds a gem now humble, not empty but containing little essences.

Intrigued, the dark blue guardian makes a grand step backward to arrive then turn before the younger pair, and partially rising a talon, she lights it with her own power, a simple trick that immediately draws Ikarh's attention, but do little to unblock her, the stone one she still does not give up.

- "Yth eiuf hytuxarme iole retuhiun." Says the dragoness of blue and green, her voice not so powerful yet certain in itself as she approaches the youngest child, her presence remaining very imposing despite her form mundanely lowering.

Slightly extending wing and talon to make Akhanta move to the side, it is with a watchful gaze that Ayirn fully settles just before the enchanting hatchling, her coming having an undeniable influence on her, but not one that brings stress or fear or confusion. And extending a massive talon, it is with utmost care that the magical kin comes in contact with Ikarh, a single claw being enough to touch the folded talon of the other.

"Tekeis ust almu iolez surh olvetuhen, pelyle pylt yth oxemin uthu…" Mutters the great dragoness, her quieter yet deeper tone making the seer thinks there is something more to what she says...

With silence starting again and the eyes of all others on her, the guardian of green and blue hesitates not as she takes hold of the hatching's gem, and of the hatchling who now lays over her paw. Suddenly, a low but surreal sound can be heard, and it is at the of end of it that the stone regains its worthiness, the energies of a greater being now residing inside and bringing warmth to the scales it touches.

"Ofemyl pelyle pylt yth uthutias mopesa, cuxt yth tunis anostell th hajunun…" Utters Ayirn with quiet clarity before taking the other's smooth body.

With the little object now floating between them and the blue and purple still attentive to it, the magical guardian uses of her focus and power to mould the very piece with her claws close but not touching it. For a moment, the young seer gets a glimpse concerning the greater extent of her powers, Ayirn's mind and magic forging in the air an unfinished circle, before putting it between the youngest one's horns...

- "U tysnuihen mulisur uthu ofemyl muka toij Ikarh." Declares the dark blue kin, her gaze on the gifted one but not forgetting of her companion as she folds her wings further, if only slightly.

- "That bare crown does look good on you, and now you won't have your talon chained by it…" Says Darkstalker to himself as he watches his partner get familiar with the object on her head, its recent proximity bringing new yet reassuring sensations.

Seeing Ayirn distancing herself while Akhanta turns back, the young hybrid waits not for their words as he steps forward, if only to test thing, his stance inviting the blue and purple youngling to follow, and this time, said dragoness succeeds in that, her crude movements sufficient with four talons.

- "Yth moxon uthu heia okutes ythe sif vecik uthu sif ignum ythe…" Comments the dark blue guardian as the younglings caught up to her, earning a more subtle snort from the other kin.

Beginning her march at a far slower pace so Ikarh can keep up, the great dragoness does not take too long when it comes to reaching the exit, with only her partner walking before her yet remaining observant, that the young seer can tell…

Entering in the training room once more, with barely anything having changed despite its vastness and the power residing there, flowing in and around the many crystals, the group settles in almost as soon as they can, with Akhanta leading the act, her expression a bright one as she fully folding the talons of her imposing form while Ayirn keeps her body partially standing, a bit farther from the two "pupils".

- "Oxemin thee oje uthu okutes sif ghyt yfena, yth eiuf vecik uthu yihe yth kasarh sif telmarn." Declares the kin of magic as she exchanges a trusting glance with her matching other, making her blink then smile, Akhanta's magnificent wings unfolding with confidence and pride.

Thinking only for a moment, the dark blue guardian quickly concludes on what shall begins this not so wild training session.

Seeing her talon rise then essences being mustered, the seer of night understands and imitates the gesture, preparing to catch the power or use his own with innate eagerness, a theory that is proven right when a flow of energy comes to be. A link that the hybrid manages quite well to his own little surprise, but when it is Ikarh's turn…

Green eyes frowns as they observe the out of touch hatchling in action, the magical guardian missing no detail on how she handles the essences of a kin for the first time. An attitude that Darkstalker spots, but decides to ignore in his focus for the one at his side, a pleasant feeling touching him as he gazes upon her act.

- "Iole surh ejurh priat u sazne elzurt toij Ikarh, uthu muka ythias miltousan." Declares Akhanta as she flaps her grand wings, her acknowledgment of the youngest one a certainty in the young seer's eyes.

With the claws of her raised paw twitching, the great dragoness summons more of her raw power, but not much compared to her whole glory, and with a light swing of her paw, sends the new essences to her two apprentices who catch them with relative ease, the nightwing using of his focus coupled with growing familiarity to succeed while Ikarh just is.

- "My dear? How can you be so good at that when you learned to walk not so long ago…"

- "Oje ythe hute ojtea, u tyfudun zait yl opyut…" Comments the dragoness of blue and green, her voice loud enough to be heard by everyone, sowing mild confusion in the night dragon for a short moment.

Diminishing the freedom of her own power, Akhanta watches as her kin approaches, her march quite mundane like the idea she has right now, but that does not stop the young hybrid from blinking at her coming, a bit shaken unlike his immature partner who has nothing but captivation for the brightest guardian.

- "Lieju yth linf telmarn? Ythe pyteya moxon yihe ythias olmukara muka u owhur tosre omus ythetias feny…" Announce Ayirn as she halts calmly, her attitude and the stare she gives to her dark blue kin making it clear she waits for her answer.

- "Uthu tunis ythias ryna, uthu surh masnuriken."

Hearing the polite and nice voice of her partner, the mystical guardian fully settles, her long and finned tail curling on the floor… With her gaze now on the youngest one, but also not forgetting of her companion, Ayirn does as her kin did before, and with a risen talon, gives some of her essences to the young ones.

The two having the time to be prepared while their new teacher did not make her test harder than her predecessor, it is no surprise that a similar scenario comes to be, with the nightwing getting a bit more at ease with the power given while the hatchling encounter no difficulty once more, her being doing all the work just like before.

- "Jykon, ikul aqerh ythe tunis gystis uyl kalup tomer..."

Having said that, the dragoness of magic steps back, if only once, before speaking clearly to her kin, her mind further occupied by the two younglings.

"Akhanta, lieju uthu tunis vecik temylkes Darkstalker sif gystis toij Ikarh? Ythe okutes sif kenib."

Hearing these words, the dark blue kin simply nods before thinking for a moment, her paw falling of the colder ground. As silence appears, the young seer is already intrigued by her, but when Akhanta speaks, the idea of her mind becomes understandable.

- "Ythias toijyl, lieju uthu tunis ghyt oje yth kes acetof uthutias olmukara sif gystis ythetias feny?"

- "I think you can count on me mistress Akhanta."

Regaining his pronounced confidence, Darkstalker refocuses on what is asked of him. Rising his talon, he hesitates not in his attempt to imitate his guardian's act, and though he lacks experience, the nightwing gets some sufficient results, his essences being mustered then sent a few seconds later as he wills them to.

With her whole body now facing him, Ikarh encounters no hardship as she receives from the other, her enchanting form holding and absorbing the power as if it was in her very nature to guide it, a fact that nobody misses.

- "Lieju uthu surh eiotifen wein uthutias qerumi? Uthu soumnuv surh toijyl, jivun yihe uthu hute surh oje ejurh oje Zye." Says the dragoness of blue and green, her voice more than polite as she faces the young seer with her front talons folded.

But Darkstalker does not have the time to explore her thoughts further as the dark blue guardian moves around, preparing for something she has in mind with her graceful form which does not fail to draw the youngest one's attention.

- "Toijyle, th ajek yl fefmyl prita u artufo gecuinan, ikul heia mesita, th eiuf surh oje earta oje uthue kasarh."

Hearing such a declaration, the young hybrid waits little to move at Akhanta's side, putting himself around her four imposing talons, not too close to her finned tail, but not too close to her neck either. And seeing Ayirn kind of joining the both of them, the quiet hatchling ventures there as well, using of her four talons to reach them, a move that they find interesting enough to watch.

"Muvol ignum yth kes moneos sif kolrun."

And so it with such words that the great dragoness begins her march, the manner of which more than unexpected with wider movements of her imposing yet charming form, a dance that contributes little to her progress. Or maybe such a way has the purpose of slowing her down, as the following nightwing concludes not long after, his companion doing her best at his side, a performance he smiles at both for its silliness and the effort it represents…

Moving around the vast and ancient room, the seer of night quickly gets familiar with his guardian's behaviour, the act of watching his immature companion and his guardian suppressing the dullness such an activity could have, though the great dragoness planned to make it more interesting, at least for the eyes, as she calls out her own power, intensifying the glow of her whole being in a simple but magnifying spectacle that her younger followers can always appreciate.

- "Uthu kenib, tezail uyl ust ythe muka theetias eastu olysez, theetias olka iole leaqise tunis heia istemul. Aqerh uthu soumnuv moneos kalup..."

Hearing the words of another kin, Darkstalker waits not to stare at her blue and green scales, the feeling of the unexpected clear on his face for only seconds before he gets more of what she thinks, though a bit of suspicion is always present in his active mind.

- "Iole ajek u jykon kolum. Toij Darkstalker eiuf pyteya lioshes iole, ikul tho linf surh umteyu sif ghyt ofemyl…" Replies the dark blue kin, her voice getting mildly more energetic as she think of him showing the light of his essences.

Turning to him, but not forgetting to cast a quick glance at his companion, it is with mundane hope that Akhanta speaks to him, an act that Ayirn can only appreciate as she remains observant, though some sort of eagerness seems to develop in her thoughts, a detail the young seer almost missed.

- "Ythias feny ust melkav, lieju uthu tunis moneos sif esimte uthutias eastu olka? Muvol oulnav omus uthutias ekyzu kes uthutias aurediz eiuf esmov uthutias olysez."

Hearing the warm voice of his guardian, the hybrid of night is quite invited to try what the leading kin did, especially since it seems easy enough for him. So only taking a little breath, the nightwing begins to hear his being more, and after only a moderate amount of time, the power that he called upon answers with a brightening of his body, his more subtle colours and motifs being amplified by the mystical glow, something that earns the covering wing of his more quiet partner.

- "Lighting my body glow like a seawing makes me that much noticeable to you? My dear, if that's the case, I don't know what you'll do if you see my fire."

Chuckling a bit at his own words, the night dragon does not have to walk for much longer as the guardians decide to halt, their shifting thoughts suggesting that might be the end of this exercise...

Moving in front of everyone, her finned and vivid tail partially beginning to circle them, Ayirn settles as a quiet guardian would, folding her imposing talons while keeping a watchful gaze not devoid of care for the pair of younglings, an attitude that her dark blue kin joins, if only with the warmth and expressivity of a loving teacher, her blue eyes already giving off that feeling.

Extending a talon, an ounce of magic leaving a trail behind, Akhanta becomes a bit more like her companion at the moment, quiet and watchful of the immature one, only to pat her far smaller head while smiling.

- "Toij Ikarh, lieju uthu hefum uthu tunis esimte heij ajturn zait uthutias ekyzu?"

Hearing that question and its soothing voice, Ikarh waits not, walking toward the great dragoness with joy before putting a talon on her massive one, but also trying to be as close as she can be to the other's heart, an act that makes the nightwing grin as he slowly reaches up to her.

- "Ofemyl surh heia igos yl fefmyl prita vawrie u opeit…" Comments Ayirn in her calmest tone before she joins the group, her mind more than interested by the magical hatchling.

Agreeing with her peer, the dark blue kin gently takes Ikarh and elevates her, putting her in contact with her chest, only to lay the blue and purple one on her back, on the appeasing scales where she can watch her matching companion from above.

- "Cuxt ythe konles yl gystis prita tha..."

- "Vezkit, tha eiuf dusmi ythe oje ythias wiloun tosmyl ythe jteqim yl leaqis u toij." Replies Akhanta in a sure tone before she stands up with her glorious form, and begins to move around.

Trusting yet also intrigued, the nightwing watches his guardian companied by her partner who starts to imagine him with essences all around, some being his own and many following his will.

More showing of magic? I guess I can do that, though I hope you ask of me to do something more… elaborated if you can.

Settling on the marked floor, her stance one that reveals more of her being, Akhanta unleashes her power, but at a far slower pace, her dark blue scales brightening little by little as she respectfully watches over and speaks to the young seer, her voice both energetic and considerate, just like before.

"Toij Darkstalker, ythe eiuf gystis uthutias ueris kes thias olmukara kalup, ikul..."

- "Uthu okutes sif surh edraten ysil ythe tunis crumes astu alkary gecuinan." Says Ayirn in a tone most informative, completing her kin's words with her own.

Taking a step backward while preserving that more noble and passive stance of her, the magical kin lets the place for her partner to fully stand and announce with eagerness the start of the game, her back talons folding partially in anticipation.

"Toijyl, yth hefum uthu hute genjum heij ythe eiuf ghyt… Ashek lihotu kes aqerh uthu eiuf mefroy iole elzurt!"

Saying that, Akhanta begins her march, her pace getting quite fast for her more imposing form that follow the young hybrid who has not waited one bit for her, his smaller body running away while Ayirn watches the scene unfolds, looking completely serene near a crystal she does not need to glance at…

A few minutes passes and the nightwing has already proven one more time his determination, using fully of his talons to accelerate and lunge in many directions, taking sharp turns as much as he needs to, even if he knows the great dragoness is not discouraged so easily. But still, Darkstalker remains strong in the heat of the moment, slithering between large gems over the marked floor and even enjoying his dance with the guardian he knows is doing him a favour.

However, that game of tag the two play is getting a bit stale for the young seer who feels in better shape than before, with his little sun burning brighter inside, giving him the desire to do more. And that is what he does a few minutes later, when he finds what seems to be the perfect moment to execute his planned move.

Animated by his pride and what resonates in his core, the young hybrid, getting close to the painted wall of the gigantic room, fiercely calls upon his inner power which answers by embracing his form and especially his talons. Unfolding his limbs, the nightwing pulls himself out of the ground, and beating his wings powerfully, begins his flight all in front of his great guardian and the blue and purple one that she bears.

- "Yes, that's it! Now we can do things more seriously, and I will show y-"

- "Iole surh wulen. Konles yl gecuinan ythias ryna."

Having heard the words of her kin, Akhanta turns partially toward the coming one, feeling curious and a bit doubtful, but not for long as the other continues.

"U leaqis gecuinan tunis crumes, uyl uje yth tunis gystis tho."

Getting the shift of behaviour of the great ones, the night dragon descends and with a fully controlled trajectory, peacefully lands close to them, Ikarh being the first to glance at him except for the magical kin whose gaze is far from ignorant.

Welcoming him with a settled stance, her folded wings and talons making her form less imposing yet her quietness not allowing the tension to be no more, Ayirn faces the young seer, the glance she gives from above having the unfortunate effect of arising suspicion.

So it is your turn to lead the way? What have you in store for me…

To his almost antagonistic gaze, the great one says nothing, preferring to naturally move away, her pace of giant not too fast yet not too slow as the ideas of her mind get clearer along with her desires…

- "Uthu tunis ignum ythias ryna, yth eiuf surh nestoq uthu, myleias amuk tey uthu toij Darkstalker…" Says the dark blue kin to the nightwing, her voice full of support for him, yet deeper in her mind is a doubt concerning him and her partner.

Letting the presence of another warm his mind, the young seer walks with his guardians until the group reaches what could be called a center of such a place, with the numerous markings close to such a spot circling it, complemented by symbols and a few crystals bringing more light.

Once there, it is the great one of magic that settles right in that center, folding her imposing talons and curling her finned tail while her wings gently fall, a way to show tamed ambitions as she faces once again the nightwing, but also her kin and the enchanting hatchling she handles. And so taking a breath to fill her grand pair of lungs, it is with a partially risen talon, the claws of which moving ever so slightly, that Ayirn speaks, her deep voice closest to that of a patient elder.

- "Toij Darkstalker, meykinen wein yl olmukara ust fosiun, th surh mylmyl yth gystis uthu u toij. Pelyle uniel sim yl genuf yl ajturk ust uthutias ekyzu milfuren wein ythias olcunata, kes oulnav."

Remaining at Darkstalker's side and having said no word yet, the dark blue kin is still supporting him, the nightwing even casting a quick glance at her, though she hopes her doubt is not proven true. And so it is with essences charging the air that a new lesson begins...