Above the Castle of Lord Bloodfang, there appeared to be a flying White Dragon, it was Geal, the Ashen Leader with Xaio, the Starwalker on his back. Geal lands on the ground and folds his wings as Xaio got off of him and made his way into the Castle.
“How sure are you about this…?” Geal asked as he walked with Xaio. The Castle was very spacious, allowing for Dragons of Geal’s height and even larger Dragons to walk inside, though flying wasn’t an option.
“It is the only way,” Xaio responded as they were walking through the hallway.
“Just so you know, when things go wrong, if they go wrong. You will be enemies...and then well…” Geal glanced down.
“You don’t have to save me,” Xaio said, glancing at him with the corner of his eye right eye, before looking back forward. “I want to be sure before I do anything drastic. These Heroes are quite the fiery bunch, but they lack perspective on the consequences of their actions.”
“That I agree with.” Geal nods.
The two found themselves standing before the official gate of Lord Bloodfang’s Throne Room. The Gates open as Xaio pushed them open and stepped forward.
Lord Bloodfang was on his throne, discussing with Marvon and Janus was around there, chilling as he would describe it before their King noticed them, and he noticed it very well, they came with empty hands.
Xaio bowed down before Lord Bloodfang, resting on his right knee, his hand across his chest while Geal bowed down as well.
Unamused Bloodfang rests his cheek on his right knuckle with Marvon stepping on Bloodfang’s left side. “Let there be the first time where I’m wrong.” He mentioned. “Have you acquired the Thunderstorm Bow?” He asked, his eyes glowing in that cyan color.
Xaio’s eyes were closed before he opened them back up, his gold eyes glared back into Bloodfang’s own cyan eyes. “I, unfortunately, bring bad news of failure my Liege..” Xaio bowed his head.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened. Michael’s right eye was twitching, a rare sight but Marvon knew that it was the sign of Bloodfang boiling with rage inside his being. “Explain this.” Lord Bloodfang’s tone took a stern, almost frustrating tone.
“When we arrived, we didn’t know where the enemy was,” Geal stated as he looked at Bloodfang. “I let my partner, Xaio, use his vision and lead us to the Thunderstorm Bow with the help of the Stars.” He mentions.
“Stars…?” Bloodfang asked, his eyebrow slightly arching.
“When Starwalkers die they can resigning within the Stars of their Constellation, and live forever. It is our way of immortality. The Ancestors of our Past, lead us towards the Bow. This is why no one has been able to acquire it, because you need a Starwalker to find it.” Xaio explained, with a calm neutral tone.
“Ah..” Their King’s eyebrows slightly rose, surprised to hear this sudden revelation.
“Then…” Geal felt a heavyweight being placed on his heart. “Then my Daughter showed up...of course, we didn’t expect her to appear all of the sudden. So she got the upper hand and in the end...she got the Bow..” Geal said, looking down, full knowing that Bloodfang was enraged.
“I’ve sent one of my best Dragopian Protectors and one of the strongest, Starwalker that has ever walked this earth, only to have them come back...in failure..” Bloodfang declares, his left hand on the pedestal tightened. “Explain how that happened.”
“Lord Bloodfang, I’ve engaged on a dual with an Isotixian, he goes by the name of Candall MacArdal,” Xaio said. “Rest assured that it was filled with honor, both parties respecting the sacred rules of a dual, no one interfered. I’ve officially won the dual...but I couldn’t take the life of a man when I heard the screaming cries of his beloved wife..who in attempted tried to stop me.” He mentions.
He arched an eyebrow, glancing at Xaio for a moment there. “And what of Geal?” He asked, looking at the White Dragon himself.
“I was...trying to get the Bow from my Daughter but...once again the Black Raven got in my way,” Geal said. “I’ve witnessed with my own two eyes, what the Black Raven is capable of. He coordinated his teammates in working together and attacking me at the same time with coordinated attacks...I didn’t expect this of them.” He declares. “So I was taken by surprise and then right after...I saw a lightning arrow coming towards me...before I could do anything. I was down for the count.”
“And what of your injuries?” Bloodfang asked.
Geal was silent for a moment, hopping Xaio would not tell Lord Bloodfang anything but eventually, he spoke. “It was I who treated his wounds,” Xaio said, his words held no lie, as it was partially true. “I’ve won the dual but they won the battle, it is simple as that my Liege.”
“It seems so, Xaio.” Bloodfang declared with his disappointing tone.
The transaction had been made and Candall earned himself a new kite shield.
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