Chapter 1361 - The Verhen Mansion (Part 1) (1/2)
”Stop! Have mercy!” Qisal was so scared seeing Lith's fangs closing in to his exposed jugular that he forgot about the rivers of blood that were spurting out of his amputated limbs, painting the floor red.
”Enough. This has never been a fight to the death.” Leegaain followed Salaark's lead and stood up as well, but instead of just cursing the defeated Wyvern he sent a wave of mana that reattached Qisal's wings and mended his wounds.
It also Warped Lith in front of the two Guardians.
”You proved your point already. Any more would just be wanton violence.” He said.
”What point?” Lith snarled as his body rapidly shrunk and the feathers on his wings disappeared. Once again, the moment his auxiliary cores relaxed back into vortexes, all the extra mass was lost.
”That Qisal is a rude asshole.” Leegaain said as all the Dragons and Phoenixes in the arena stood up, giving their brother a standing ovation with the worst possible timing.
To the rest of the Council, their reaction appeared as not only a response to Lith's victory, but also to Leegaain's words. In their mind, the Father of all Dragons had just stated that Wyverns were sc.u.m and the members of his extended family had unanimously approved.
”I couldn't agree more.” Salaark clapped her hands as well, adding napalm to the fire already burning on the wounds of the Wyvern bloodline.
Xedros stared at her in hatred, but he wisely swallowed his anger along with his wounded pride.
'We'll see if you will still be this arrogant once I become a true Dragon.' He thought. 'Thrud was right and I was wrong. I only have to care about myself. The Council is nothing but a tyrant and its rules are only meant to keep our heads down, not to help its members.'
”Let's go, Sedra. We're done here.” Xedros said to Faluel's son that was now his apprentice.
”But master, I have yet to even greet my mother.” After spending a long time in the real world, the young Hydra deeply regretted his past behavior and wished to reconcile with Faluel.
Xedros gave him plenty of knowledge and power, but no warmth nor affection. The idea of spending one hundred years doing nothing but working for such an ungrateful, uncaring person made even getting Awakened look like a bad deal.
”Then go. We have much to do and little time to do it.” Xedros's generosity surprised Sedra, but looking the gift horse in the mouth might make the Wyvern change his mind so after giving him a deep bow, Sedra ran to Faluel.
”Mom!” He said while hugging her with the same relief he felt after a nightmare back when he was still a young hatchling.
”My baby!” Faluel ignored the scene happening between Lith and the Guardians, focusing solely on her son. Lifestream revealed that Sedra had suffered no harm, wore no slave item nor spell, and that he was already developing his fourth head.
”Is Xedros treating you right? For someone who got stuck for years at two heads, you seem to be developing a bit too fast.” She said.
”Sadly, yes.” Sedra sighed. ”I know the book that aunt Scar gave me like the back of my hand and I use the Council rules to fend off his most unreasonable requests, but he never did or asked something that would allow me to break free from my apprenticeship.”
”You idiot! I always told you that power comes at a price. Who on Mogar would be so stupid as to give it away for free?” Faluel said.
”You are right. I've been a moron for years, always taking your teachings from granted and demanding instead of earning my share of knowledge.” Sedra stared at the ground with shame before finding the strength to look her in the eyes.