Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

"It's suicidal, I know," Amera said in a tone that didn't hold the same desperation as Doaf, "but we have no other choice but to fight. At least they need sometime to appear here. You know that, right?"

Doaf knew what she was talking about. The hostages told the two of them that sending anyone from the higher realms to here would take a week at least.

Many circumstances need to be met. "I know, but it's inevitable as we don't know how they summon them or where," Doaf said, "plus my hostages told me there are a lot of high realmers here already. They will send them now and not wait for a week to summon more."

"I know that," Amera nodded, "they said it's an army of a hundred thousand mages of different clans. At least we can deal with that."

"A… A hundred thousand? That's unbelievable!" Doaf couldn't help but panic, "they are the big five dark clans! How are we supposed to fight them with a total of twenty to thirty thousand of our forces? Plus ours are already wounded and exhausted!"

"Calm down," Amera couldn't think while Doaf was acting this way, "we won't run away from a fight. Arthur didn't do that even when he had many chances before."

Bringing Arthur's name here stopped Doaf's breakdown. He looked at her in hesitation before sighing. "I never thought I would follow in my young master's footsteps before meeting my master."

"It doesn't matter," Amera patted him on the shoulder, "we aren't dead yet, right?"

Her eyes carried her determination to fight. He nodded before saying in strong tone:

"I will use my ultimate technique when it's time."

"Me too," Amera said, "and I believe many of our elites can pull the same feat."

Doaf looked around. The entire sect was on high alert while everyone was working, running right and left.

Deem and Gor led the entire sect to work and plant traps everywhere. At first this looked like unneeded move, but now it seemed not enough at all.

The army coming this time was on a different scale than the one they fought before. Plus they lacked their leader, Arthur.

Without even saying a single word about it, the two of them knew for sure how vast was the gap Arthur left by his sudden disappearance.

Arthur wasn't simply a low realmer, but someone who pulled out miracles in times of despair. They realized how many times they faced such odds and never ever felt so stressed about them.

Arthur took the entire responsibility to deal with these situations. They never even doubted for a brief second their survival, or even victory.

Arthur always gave them the impression that everything was going to be alright. Simply by standing there and giving them confidence, they never shouldered such a burden before.

And now they realized how absurdly heavy that burden was!

"They are doing their best," Doaf slowly said while trying to shift his mind away from thinking about his late young master, "should we tell them about what is going to happen?"

"I don't think it will be a good idea," Amera took a deep breath, "sometimes ignorance is a blessing in itself."

Doaf couldn't help but nod in agreement. "What should we do now?" he asked while feeling quite helpless in such a situation.

"We… should go back and make our troops ready," she said before turning to him, "as for those hostages… killing them will be the wisest thing to do."

"We might need their help later on," Doaf didn't like the idea of killing all hostages, but he knew this was something meant to relieve any overwork over the shoulders of their men.

After all, they couldn't just leave them inside the world. They didn't have prisons ready for such people or enjoyed the divine help of someone like Gege like Arthur did.

"We… can leave a few," Amera knew he was referring to future intel, "but we need to kill most."

"What about… trying to recruit them?" Doaf tried to reason up with her about this. He still didn't like the idea of killing war prisoners like this.

"C'mon, you perfectly well know that they won't be loyal to us," Amera gave him a stern look, "go back, prepare your men and kill those needless burdens. We need to have our total focus over the next fight. It's going to be… quite challenging and chaotic."

She then opened a portal to her world and simply vanished inside. Doaf could only take a deep breath before deciding to not follow her words.

He couldn't bring himself to kill such a large number of souls after surrendering to him.

As Amera went inside her world, she found Nicole was standing there waiting for her.

"Nothing can escape your ears, right?" Amera figured out that Nicole already knew about what was going on here.

Her face and the look in her eyes were enough evidence for that.

"You can't blame me for that," Nicole simply said before seriously adding, "but I'm not here to speak about that. I now know what Aemie wanted from this world."

"This world?" Amera stopped moving and gave her a deep glance, "so she wasn't interested… in Arthur?"

"She definitely was," Nicole said and that just made Amera puzzled.

"Then what?" Amera couldn't help but ask, "c'mon, I don't like being hanged in the middle like this. Tell me everything… Everything, alright?"

"Ok, but promise me not to be shocked," Nicole laughed before adding, "this world isn't as we all think… it's not a middle tier world."

"Then what is it?" Amera couldn't help but ask in overwhelming curiosity.

"It's a world left by the ancients," Nicole whispered while getting closer to her so no one else would hear, "this world holds the key. However controls it will become the owner of that key."

"Key… A key to what?"

"To a total universe that no one could go there," Nicole slowly said with sparkling eyes, "a universe much higher than our highest world. Can you imagine that?"

Amera paused for long minutes while trying to understand this right. She wasn't alien to the concept of the originals, but she never expected this world to be one of those left by them.

She knew many worlds and relics were left by the originals, but they were all scary places. This world was different. It looked like a normal world to her.

"But what's the relation of all this with Arthur?" she couldn't help but ask.

"Arthur is the destined one to hold this world under his reign," Nicole said with a big smile over her face, "Aemie knew that when she saw him fight. He is using a unique form of energy that doesn't belong to our universe. She also found an ancient scroll of the originals speaking about him."

"About Arthur?" Amera was now getting more shocked than before.

"Yup," Nicole nodded, "it was mentioned there that someone will come in later ages with power no one ever saw before. He will start from the lowest world and go to the highest realms without even getting stronger. He will start a stir all over the universe, and he will reign supreme over the key; over this world."

"Damn!" Amera couldn't help but suck in a cold breath, "so he is the man mentioned in that prophecy?"

"And that's why Aemie tried to tie him with her. I bet she even thought of getting him acquainted with her or me to trap him tighter with anything… even love and marriage."

"That can't be true!" Amera was shocked as she knew Aemie and Nicole weren't that interested in any man since they were kids.

"I know," Nicole laughed, "that's why she sent all of these troops here to aid him in seizing this world and reign supreme over the key."

"Wait a minute… Does she want to go to that universe?" Amera's thoughts jumped over this point fast.

"Not only her, but our entire clan," Nicole said, "but as the scroll suggested, only blood relatives would be able to bring their people with them."

She then took a step forward before leaning over Amera's ear and whispered: "What do you think of becoming the bride of such an amazing groom?"

And just saying that made Amera take few steps to the back while her face flushed red out of embarassment.