The Balance Core, Niyol Version

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    Re: The Balance Core, Niyol Version

    Post by Mao on 5th June 2016, 7:35 pm

    A head popped through the bed, Mao displaced from the realm and yet still visible as things quasi returned to normal. Ears twitched as she both calmed down and tried to figure what all happened whilst sleeping, suffering a rather rude awakening on multiple fronts. ’And why does my tail hurt?’ She ran out of time to bother pondering this, following the tail end of the group as they headed out after the short nap. Outside Nocshanks awaited them and joined Mao at the rear as they followed their test taking leader.

    Patiently the trio waited as Niyol placed a hand to the door and…watched as nothing happened. Usually something grandiose or simple should’ve occurred, but for whatever reason the door decided to ignore whatever it was he tried and Kasmeer briefly contemplated sarcastically asking if he thought about knocking. Mao meanwhile briefly thought about offering to let Nocshanks try and barrel through it but…unfortunately out of the group the most destructive was easily Niyol. Neither he nor Altsoba could do anything to this door, intriguing both Cheshire Cats.

    The silver-haired woman almost burst into uncontrollable laughter, a few giggles managing to break through her hand as the intimidating “man” took on the form of a ridiculously adorable creature. The disconnect between his exterior and disposition only further tickled her, though the ancient jaguar managed to regain some control even as a hand remained hiding her smile. Kasmeer’s descendent proved to have less control, Mao squealing as she all but snatched Niyol from the demoness’ hand and proceeded to hug and cuddle the adorable critter…all throughout his explanation. Quickly enough he returned to the palm of Altsoba’s hand when Kasmeer lightly smacked the back of Mao’s head, bringing the girl back to the present since he currently explained their next series of tasks.

    ’Well, not like she’d be fully useful here.’ Killing wasn’t the other woman’s strong suit in an odd way despite her predator potential. She raised an eyebrow at the “party” waiting on the other side of the door for them, oddly reminded of a game some race played that Mao studied before their eventual extinction.

    As the door opened Kasmeer met Nocshanks’ golden eyes, nodding as the beast charged, rolling up and raced towards the group waiting beyond the braziers. A spell darted off his hide, striking part of the ceiling as the mage and warrior each ducked to a different side and allowed the wrecking ball beast to slam into the wall and create an indent. Kasmeer was already upon the mage even as Mao’s feline roar caught the attention of the axe wielder, hands clamping around the magic user’s head and giving a quick and decisive twist as her arms flared away. The snap might’ve echoed if not for the other two now going at it, tendrils sending the axe flying near the archer as the two petal-shaped ones defending Mao swung out and sent the man off balance with a bellowing yell.

    Slit eyes veered up towards the bow user, the person hiding a gulp as they fired another arrow towards her. In the span of a blink she disappeared, his hand having gone for another arrow and yet the target stood before him, the arrow clattering on the ground down below. ”Panther, you are not,” she coldly stated before swatting him in the face, the back of her hand stringing a little as he reared back. One of her hands grabbed his wrist as the other took hold of his throat, choking him for a second as she twisted the limb behind him and then pushed the pair off the ledge. In the end he became her landing pad, feet feeling the crunching of bones through her boots even as the arm almost broke off, easily dislocated from the landing and twisting horribly.

    ”You didn’t have to kill them,” a distressed voice caused her more round ears to flicker, attention turning to her dark haired descendent. The woman stood above the warrior in a similar fashion, though where bones and blood now pooled around the archer the bulkier man struggled as tendrils kept his arms pinned behind his back and legs locked.

    ”Better now than later,” she coldly stated, ”as they could’ve just as easily come after us in a more dire situation like the girl earlier. Besides they can double as food for you now.”

    She watched as Mao tensed up, the man beneath her vanishing in a portal as she vainly tried to save at least one of the trio. Defiant eyes watched Kasmeer as she determinedly marched over to Mao and shoved a hand through her stomach though no blood spilled. Eyes widened and Mao’s lips mouthed “no” as she felt something appear in that other dimension and slice the man’s head off. ”You are connected to both Sorrow and myself: do not assume you can protect anything from us. Not in your current state. Besides you assume them human and want to save their lives…for what?”

    ”It’s not about being human,” she mumbled, teeth gritting and fists clenching as she couldn’t resist surrounding the other two bodies with fang-rimmed portals, devouring the tantalizing smell, ”It’s about protecting life in general. I could’ve just as easily locked them there and they couldn’t have caused problems. Only the lazy and weak resort to such easy methods…”

    Mao flinched as Kasmeer scoffed, leaving mental words rather than spoken ones in her wake. Frustration welled up until Mao released it in the form of yet another, larger, mouthy portal as it locked around the door they’d just walked through. Teeth punctured rock and even as it resisted she persisted, treating it more like a chew toy until finally it tore and vanished into that otherworldly stomach.


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    Re: The Balance Core, Niyol Version

    Post by Ninetails Derpfox on 6th June 2016, 6:17 am

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    iyol had popped out from a hole in the ground as the fighting came to a close. Yelling had ensued between the two guests he'd brought, and he in turn decided to just sit down next to the exit and wait for them to finish. Altsoba had waited till it seemed to be dying down a bit before approaching the two, giving Mao and Kasmeer both a flick on the forehead. "Both of you cut that shit out." She said with an annoyed tone. "Kasmeer, forcing your will onto your vessel is a pathetic way to protect them. You'll only make her hate you in the end, and believe me, that shit gets old after the first decade. If those things were capable of leaving this room they would have met us much sooner." her crimson eyes had glanced to Niyol at the mention of Mao growing to hate Kasmeer. "And you." she said harshly, turning her eyes to Mao. "You're a predator, stop trying to be a damn saint. You hunt, you kill, you consume, you survive. That is your life, so get your shit together and embrace what you are. It's pathetic that a demon has to-" "That's quite enough." Niyol's voice would interrupt as he placed a paw on a pressure plate and a door had opened up.

    Altsoba walked over to him and picked up the little foxyol, holding it lion king style while looking him in the eyes. "Why haven't you changed back?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. She walked back over to the others while Niyol explained his predicament. "Unfortunately when Wayra taught me that spell he neglected to mention that using it disables my magic, so I have to wait till it wears off- HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Niyol hollered as he was lifted and placed on Mao's head. "I AM NOT A HEAD ORNAM- (Altsoba began scratching his ear) oh my that feels good... (Foxyol twitches and smacks the finger) STOP THAT I AM NOT A PET!" Altsoba covered her mouth while giggling. "I'll let you carry him for a while." she said between giggles. "EXCUSE ME BUT I AM NOT A CHILD'S TOY, I DO NOT NEED TO BE CARRIED! I have two... four legs of my own to walk on thankyouverymuch." he snapped. "Those stumpy things will only slow us down. Unless you want us to have to walk slow as day to the next guardian." A high pitched, annoyed growl escaped Foxyol's tiny mouth. "Fine. You made your point." If Mao would refuse to carry Niyol, and Kasmeer didn't want to either, then Altsoba would take him and walk with them. If Mao would choose to carry Niyol, he would lay down on her head and curl up, assuming she didn't pick him up in this scenario, he would remain a such until he felt his magic return.

    "Beast girl." Altsoba would say while walking along a dirt path, lined on each side by thick forest, totems on each side placed every few hundred feet would let them know they were still going the right-ish way. "I want to tell you something, and please, just hear me out on this... I know that your... what is it those glorified pieces of shit are called... Your clan? No that isn't used in this age..." "Guild." Niyol said calmly. "Your Guild doesn't stand for killing, so I can understand that you're against it yourself... but on this island, you kill or you die. Flight is disabled beyond the coast, and spacial magic is limited to line of sight movement. The animals here have not seen a human in thirteen years, and even in Niyol's tribe's time they were unafraid. They coexisted with the environment while on this island, we are not above any predator, nor are we below them here..."

    Niyol would jump from whoever was carrying him, a dark mist forming around him before his human form was ejected in a forward commando roll. Miraculously he was fully clothed as he stood up, brushing himself off and turning to face the group without so much as acknowledging he was an adorable ball of fluff only a few moments ago.
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    Re: The Balance Core, Niyol Version

    Post by Mao on 13th June 2016, 2:51 am

    The fingers phased through both their foreheads, neither particularly fond of the notion of being touched right then and there. Close to hissing, Mao harrumphed even as Kasmeer snorted, taking a few steps away to avoid another attempt by the meddlesome woman – though it did force them to stop and consider her words. She may’ve been a bit strong in her ideals and habits, but Kasmeer admitted internally that killing came simpler to her as she’d been a warrior while Mao…had been raised as little more than a lifeless tool for their people, or at least that’d been the intention. She’d have to make allowances, though the role of teacher proved a new one for her. ’Annoying as it may be, there is truth in her words…’

    Mao slightly jumped, eyes widening as the lecture turned to her, though she couldn’t help glowering at Altsoba. Luckily she didn’t have to receive the full berating speech as the adorable form of Niyol halted her train. Her question proved curious enough for the two arguing women to turn their attention and wonder the same thing, Kasmeer hiding a snort of laughter behind a hand at both the explanation and subsequent plopping of Foxyol onto Mao’s head. The girl’s ears naturally lowered, eyes peering upwards to see the dangling paws in front of her bangs. Both found it entertaining however that not even Niyol could ignore the wonderful sensation that was head scratches.

    Unsure that he’d stay in place – and wanting to feel the softness of his fur a bit more – Mao grabbed her shortened friend and brought him into a secure hug with one arm, the other scratching the top of his head as they left through the newly opened door. For the second time Mao shot a sour glance at Altsoba, though this time towards the back of her head as the woman lead the way. She’d been sure that the woman referred to her people for a moment, not entirely pleased and yet not wholly caring about the insult either – Mao simply disliked lumping entire groups for the crimes of some – but hearing her insult the guild caused her to do something not normally seen in the woman.

    Mao stuck her tongue out at her.

    In the safety of behind the woman.

    Niyol wouldn’t care after all.

    Besides Mao didn’t dislike the demoness any less, understanding that her circumstances were…rather unique she surmised amongst most demons. However it was also still a new experience to feel emotions so…so strongly compared to before. Some compulsions became harder to ignore in lieu of it. ”Why does everyone want me to suddenly become a ravenous beast? Predator's don't kill needlessly...” she grumbled beneath her breath, only Niyol likely to hear her if he even paid attention with the wondrous allure of head scratching. Even the way Altsoba spoke lead Mao to believe she should just devour the entirety of the island and be done with it. This wasn’t her trial though so doing so might deny Niyol the success of his trial so she’d avoid it. Besides with the inhibitors around them it might take a bit longer until she found and consumed the source and…well really the whole thing sounded more like a temper tantrum thing to do anyways.

    A little unwillingly Mao opened her arms, letting the little Foxyol free himself from the confines of her arms and return to the adult, male figure. ’Shame…’ She wouldn’t share the thought aloud though, not wanting a precious friend to know she thought them adorable in an animal form. She didn’t want to accidentally insult him.


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    Re: The Balance Core, Niyol Version

    Post by Ninetails Derpfox on 14th June 2016, 12:00 pm

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    t came from the corner of his eye, the immense glow of a bright orange flame as it approached Niyol's being. However, where many would look surprised, or feel some sort of terror from being face to face with what could only be described as a solar flare, Niyol showed no emotion and stood in place as the flames parted, going around him and reforming behind him.

    Standing a good thirty meters or so away, Hana had a smug expression as she got the jump on Niyol, finally landing a decisive blow and establishing that her power exceeded his. This expression was transitioned with haste to a look of despair as she saw Niyol standing in place with not a single burn mark on him. He began walking towards her, the massive stream of flames doubling back and crashing down on Niyol. Once again, the flames parted before touching the shirtless man, slamming onto the floor and making it seem as though he was incinerated... only to reveal when the flames pulled away that he was still unscathed. Hana's eyes were narrow, nothing more than black dots in a sea of amber as she looked at the scene with absolute horror...

    Niyol extended his right hand out to his side with his fingers wide open, the hilt of a weapon forming in it. Hana fell to her knees with eyes bugged open, her jaw unable to lift itself and tears forming as she saw the worst possible thing for a guardian to see... Niyol was causing all of the flames that were attacking him to converge in his hand, spiraling around a single point and forming into a single katana that was on fire... "But... wh- ... that's..." she said, her high pitched, soft, terrified, mortified voice was barely able to stay stable. Niyol stopped in front her, holding the weapon and looking down on her with ice in his eyes. "This weapon no longer deems you worthy to wield it. You're no longer a guardian as you no longer have the trust of your blade. Leave this island outlander, do not return." he said with a deep, grim, unhappy voice before turning away and walking off with her weapon in hand.

    "The weapons the twelve guardians wield are sacred in that each has a soul of its own... the weapon chooses its master based on personal preferances. Once a weapon abandons its guardian, that guardian no longer holds control over it... by consequence, that person is no longer a guardian. Which means she can never return to her people, not without taking Niyol's head at least." Altsoba said in a gentle, semi-sympathetic voice as Niyol approached the group with the flaming Katana in his right hand. "She's not going to leave." he said while passing by them.

    Hana looks at her hands, tears falling from her eyes and pooled in her palms. She was shaking from the pain, the realization that everything she was, had just walked off and abandoned her. The fact that in order to get her life back, she would have to kill someone who exceeded her power by several stages... but what hurt the most was that she had realized exactly how weak she was. Her whole life she knew she was the strongest person in her tribe... with Hi no Uta at her side she was undefeatable... Not even a god could challenge her so long as she had her sword. It was that dependence that had made her this weak, and because she no longer had the sword, she felt like nothing more than a human. The world went dark, she felt her heart stop beating and the faint sound of her slumping over and hitting the floor was heard by Niyol who didn't bother to even look back.

    Altsoba gently rested her hand on Mao's arm, beckoning her to keep walking while speaking with the same gentle voice "Don't worry about her. Her contract was just severed so she'll be out for a while, but she's not dead." She let her hand slip from Mao and continued walking behind Niyol who at this point was only a few meters away. If Mao would ask any questions, or Kasmeer, or if either would speak then Altsoba or Niyol would reply. Otherwise the walk would be rather quiet, and end when a pair of tigers walked out in front the group. Their fangs were exposed as they let out growls, slowly approaching them...

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    Re: The Balance Core, Niyol Version

    Post by Mao on 19th June 2016, 12:34 am

    This girl possessed an amazing amount of hutzpah to her, the gumption in her propelling the girl to continuously bang her head against a brick wall so to speak with copious amounts of determination. The trio didn’t doubt for a moment that she believed by banging her head against that wall this “heir” or what not believed she could break the whole thing down. That wall just claimed her prized weapon. The comfy and cozy life she once lived just slipped right out from under the girl’s feet in that moment with the loss of her title.

    ”A good reason not to rely on toys and trinkets,” came Kasmeer’s murmured advice as they left the fallen girl, ”use them to boost your potential, but to rely purely on them is to soften your fangs.”

    ’Well…at least she won’t have to suffer harm for a bit…and we needn’t fear further interruptions more than likely. Unless she starts hucking coconuts or something, but I think Niyol can avoid those….probably.’ This wasn’t the temple after all so he wouldn’t be setting off every trap. ’Then again he wasn’t really avoiding the flames, but I suppose he didn’t need too. Would he have to dodge a coconut?’ Probably if it went for the family jewels, Mao wincing as she recalled the clown skeleton that fell on him after that incident.

    As long as she remained physically fine – just out for the count for the moment – Mao held little qualm leaving her. The girl would likely require a moment upon awakening given what just happened and how she’d essentially failed in her mission – why she felt the need to attack mystified her though. ”What reason does she have for attacking Niyol though? It just doesn’t feel like there was any real reason for all of this unless she felt she had something to prove…” She supposed it amounted to some sort of rivalry between the tribes or something else, maybe something they couldn’t really piece together if not something comprised of a multitude of reasons.

    Ahead they ran into a pair of tigers, the size almost imposing if Nocshanks didn’t prove larger, bulkier, and cuter. ’Well…if they want a predator…’ A part of Mao remained miffed, though perhaps it related to being hungry? The thought of eating did sound appealing as the legs of the lunging of the two disappeared, a tendril appearing above to force the thing face-first into the ground and partially submerged its head into the sands. Only one leg became devoured, the other shot out of another portal like a cannonball and delivered quite the kick…slap? It was hard to tell with animal appendages. It slammed into the head of the other one, mushing its cheek and sending the beast into a sideways roll from the force. As the hunger built and the temptation slithered deeper multiple portals manifested around the bodies, descending like ravenous packs to rip and rend the beasts in twain. A small burp escaped towards the end, ”Sorry….excuse me.”


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    Re: The Balance Core, Niyol Version

    Post by Ninetails Derpfox on 29th June 2016, 1:15 pm

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    ao, having taken care of the tigers, would feel no emotion at all coming from Niyol as usual. The same apathy was simultaneously coming from Altsoba, who was normally very emotional, as well as from the steel clad servant who rarely spoke at all. Any of the tigers that hadn't been killed off had run away, and all the birds that was originally planning to attack had decided their existence was better off continuing. Niyol continued to walk out, going past where the grass had turned to a desolate area where it continued on for seemingly forever as darkened earth with streams of magma flowing. Niyol had stopped at a pillar made of obsidian, placing his hand on it. "This should be fun, this guy's normally a treat." Altsoba said calmly with a gentle smile, the fact that neither she nor Knave had readied their weapons would be a clear sign that there was no inherent danger here.

    Red lines formed on the pillar and the sound of a war drum was heard giving a single hit, a wave of energy sent dust flying like the shockwave from a bomb detonating. Suddenly, the lava had began streaming towards the sky in several hundred small fire spouts, taking the form of a large bird in the flashiest form of summoning that could be conspicuously executed. The fire spouts stopped and the bird landed on the ground, towering several dozen feet over Niyol, looking down on him with burning eyes. "So you have come little one... twas a long decade since last mine ears hast been exposed to the song of your kin... Your actions provide few reasons to permit thee continuence." Niyol closed his eyes and bowed his head at the phoenix's words, preparing himself to accept his fate. "I see there is little purpose to continue, yet you do so for little more reason than false duties you bestow upon thyself simply to have purpose... This is just as worthy a punishment as death." "If you will not kill me then tell me what my trial is." Niyol said in a humble, but slightly impatient voice. "You know what it is." "You know my voice is as weak as my heart, my song is sour... I wish for and alternate-" "You will perform the same trial ALL of you kin hast taken!" the phoenix boomed.

    Niyol let out a sight and lifted his head. "Split." he said, summoning another five of himself who stood in a line, though he was the only one holding a weapon. The song had started with only two of them...
    Song:

    "Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam,
    Et lingua eius loquetur indicium.

    Beatus vir qui suffert tentationem,  
    Quoniqm cum probates fuerit accipient coronam vitae.

    Kyrie, fons bonitatis.
    Kyrie, ignis divine, eleison."

    Their notes were flawless, the sound of a piano was heard joining in on the song, though no instruments were in sight, much like when the drum sounded off... Through the remainder of the song, at key points, more of the Niyol copies joined in, each sounding flawless in their part of the song... Altsoba spoke softly, just loudly enough for Mao and Kasmeer to hear "This song is the only one that ever stuck in his heart, the only one he ever learned. To his people, it's disgusting since it's normally sung only for the dead on the day they die... never any other time."

    When the song was over, the large bird look at Niyol with narrow eyes. "Your song was true." it said before vanishing, leaving behind a small golden ring on the obsidian pedestal that Niyol took as the other versions of himself turned into nothing. He looked at the ring for a moment and then tucked it away under the sash at his waist. Niyol turned to face Mao, his eyes seeming sadder than normal. "There is one final guardian to speak with... it will be hardest for me to face him for many reasons. The first being that he's a dragon, the last being that he may kill us all for what I have done." Niyol said while walking northeast.

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    Re: The Balance Core, Niyol Version

    Post by Mao on 16th July 2016, 5:28 am

    No signs of a threat by the next landmark, Mao could only tilt her head a bit as one of Kasmeer’s eyebrows rose. The comment sounded a bit sarcastic to the older feline’s ears, but only time would tell what she truly meant as a drum beat reverberated in the air. Out of the trio witnessed so far both pair of feline eyes lit up at this one, Mao’s mouth falling open a little and Kasmeer smirking a bit – she could appreciate a good show after all. At the first mention of song though she could only wonder…even her descendent pondering actually hearing Niyol sing.

    Compared to that first impression long ago of a rather stoic man…well…Niyol had both changed and not in some regards. Mao figured some time ago that he didn’t bare himself to just anybody and he sat more on the “closed book” side of the shelf. Knowing the things she did however the girl found his wariness and sense of caution understandable to say the least. She accepted the bits and pieces he revealed and showed her, able to decipher the man better though the tailed mage would never be egotistical enough to declare herself an expert or claim a near impervious sense of accuracy. To date however, singing had not been something he’d done. Many incredible feats to be sure and told her many things through voice and other means…but not sing. Though a part of her, the one that wanted to protect a member of her “family” couldn’t help pouting at the bird, unable to fully bring herself to glare at the being. “False duties” or not…they were important to Niyol. He may have been the last – or near the last – of his clansmen, but he chose to continue their heritage.

    ”Multiple perspectives, multiple opinions,” Kasmeer reminded the young mixed-blood. It calmed Mao a tiny bit, though she couldn’t help holding a minor seed of annoyance for the words all the same.

    Teeth bit into Mao’s lip, the girl worrying it a bit. Though beautiful in some respects there remained something a little heartbreaking in its purpose, its use and the fact that it stood as the only one Niyol could remember. Perhaps in ways it could even be insulting to sing it to the bird…but he’d requested a song. ’He won’t be punished…will he?’ The worry gnawed at her even as she enjoyed the melody, a sadness permeating it as the multiple Niyols pushed through the song, accompanied by a mysterious piano.

    Her attention snapped back into place as he turned to address them, multiple questions swimming to the forefront of her mind. As a dragon that meant this next one would be quite imposing…yet did Niyol mean he would kill them for the atrocity committed before: the decimation of most of his tribe. Would the dragon see him taking this trial as some sort of insult or try to bring retribution for his actions before? The whys and reasons behind it might elude her, but determination stayed strong inside: she wouldn’t let Niyol die. Not easily. Not when he’d been there for her, not when she considered him family.


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    First Magic: Spatial Devourer
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    Re: The Balance Core, Niyol Version

    Post by Mao on 31st August 2016, 1:55 am

    Sleep started to ebb away and the woman groaned from both the loss of that pleasant peace and the aching in limbs. Hazy eyes opened to blink at the ceiling above her shared room with her mate, belatedly realizing she’d somehow returned to the home of Pharaoh’s Call. ’When? How…?’

    A chuckle resounded through her mind, ’Truly forgotten already?’

    Part of the tailed woman expected to see her ancestor nearby, head whipping about to find the silver-haired woman to no avail. Instead she became more conscious of her ancestor’s presence inside, the famed “Cheshire Cat” of her people no longer inhabiting the strange body provided by Niyol. Kasmeer’s disappointment remained like a fading candle light, the woman undoubtedly enjoying her earlier freedom to interact with the solid realm and yet accepting this loss.

    ’I suppose it’s only natural, you did suffer quite a blow to the head at one point after all. Still your determination was impressive so I’ll let it go this time. Next time…you should work on avoiding unnecessary damage such as that. It’s been far too long since someone of our family matched up to my skills and I do wish to see something close to an equal someday…’

    Despite the words the tone remained light, a bit teasing, and perhaps…motherly? They reminded Mao of some of Chesha’s mannerisms, but where her sister coddled Kasmeer sought to teach her. She could only guess that it was like a motherly relationship as she focused her mind and swept away the last of the sleepy fog.

    The dragon’s form alone proved intimidating and yet Niyol’s determination kept her strong. Despite knowing the beast’s strength the knowledge he had to succeed and push on seemed to keep him stable, the man a hard rock to shake. While the words from it escaped her, she’d recalled a brief conversation before the two flew at each other without a moment’s hesitation. It’d been all she could do to keep up and try to chip away at the thing as its hide proved harder to simply bite or spirit away like some of the previous creatures. Eventually other critters crafted similar to the other island dwellers arrived, forcing Mao and even Kasmeer away to avoid any fatal interruptions. They’d kept them at bay, allowing Altsoba to remain as Niyol’s support and once they’d brought the outside forces down Kasmeer even sent Mao back to his side with assurances that she could handle it. Things turned fuzzy though as she recalled taking a blow for Niyol despite some protests – at least she could vaguely recall some sort of shouting behind her – and…

    ’You did continue fighting, quite valiantly and it would’ve been praiseworthy had you been properly conscious of it. Unfortunately I can’t give you pretty words for something almost purely instinctual like that. Such a state leaves us too prone, too open in its own right. But you faded quite quickly once the fighting ended I’m afraid. We were victorious…but we had to cart you back and he was a little regretful. However…’ she paused, her voice softening with a bit of affection for her descendant, ’I don’t believe he wasn’t ungrateful either. Take it as you will, as you have done well this time.’

    Relief washed through Mao, the rest remaining a pure haze she couldn’t decipher. If they’d won the day though she could accept that with a smile. ’Hopefully he won’t be too mad at me. I know I’ve worried him enough over other things. I…look forward to a day when I don’t have to worry any of my family anymore…’ Such might be a while yet, but Mao felt safe enough to dream. Slowly she let herself fall back into the bed, not quite ready to remove herself from the comfort of it and smell of her mate. Later she could unbox the present from the draconic guardian.

    For now she’d dream of a peaceful world.

    End


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