Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur could only take a deep breath before he decided to nod.

"Oh, that's interesting," Amera seemed to be slightly surprised despite being the one to guess all that, "but… how could you know all this?"

"Consider it luck," Arthur said.

"Why are you giving me such a cold shoulder? Huh?" Amera complained like a little kid, even pouting her lips and that made her look more beautiful.

Arthur sighed again. He knew she was too excited and curious to miss a simple and yet risky fact.

"We… aren't the only ones in this world you know," he slowly said and his tone and attitude meant his words held a deeper meaning.

And Amera's sudden widening of her eyes meant that she realized that meaning.

"I see…" she slowly said, "but inside your world we can speak freely, right?"

Arthur nodded but he didn't intend to do that now. Not until he reached the next settlement.

And in the next hour he didn't speak much to her and she never spoke about that matter again.

The walls of the settlement appeared from far away. The moment Arthur saw these, he also could see the large number of people outside.

They seemed to be there for a long time, waiting for him to come.

"The people are waiting for you it seems," Amera slowly said, "where is Doaf and Jud? I can't see them."

"They are far away from here," Arthur said before he pointed towards the people, "go and lead them inside my world."

Amera gave him a deep silent gaze before she asked: "Will you tell me everything in detail inside?"

"I'm going to show you what I'm going to do next," Arthur said before he changed his direction to head directly towards the place of the biggest building.

He wasn't worried for that despicable dark angel mage to surprise him and activate that mysterious object. He wanted it to be activated. If the dark angel mage didn't do it, he would.

"Humph, so you aren't planning to help me here it seems," Arthur was already on top of the building while nothing happened.

Inside him he knew it long ago. That dark angel mage wouldn't do anything to help, and that mage seemed to know what Arthur was planning to do.

However the most important question still remained unanswered… Did that dark angel mage know about the ability of that object to revive the long gone originals or not?

In Arthur's opinion, the dark angel mage didn't know about that. Or else he wouldn't risk bringing back such a scary species.

Yet there was a single scenario that a dark angel mage would voluntarily do it… It was when he would lose everything and doing this wouldn't be for anything else but revenge.

Arthur knew things weren't that bad up there. In fact he knew the war was going in the favor of the dark camp.

So learning to use this lethal card wasn't wise at all and didn't make sense to him.

"Sometimes greed for power could be the reason for one's demise," Arthur stood in front of the black fabric while inwardly sighing. "Is the place clear?" he asked just to make sure no one remained inside this place.

After all, in the next minutes this entire settlement would be raised to the ground by the purple fire.

'Everyone is outside,' Gege said, 'but Amera is standing so near from the walls.'

"Let her be for now," Arthur didn't care about her for now. He knew she just was curious, and curiosity might kill the cat.

He then snapped his fingers and a portal appeared just next to him. "Let's do it," he didn't risk lifting the black curtain before almost all of his body entered the portal.

Only his extended arm over the curtain remained. When he almost entered the world, he retracted his hand and took that black thing away.

Then the portal closed almost on the next moment, while he felt in the blink of an eye a deadly threat approaching.

But once the portal closed, there was nothing there to be afraid of.

"Phew… that object is damn aggressive," Arthur felt cold sweat drenching all his body from just this mere fraction of second contact with the purple fire.

'The fire is engulfing the settlement now,' Gege said before pausing for a second, 'Amera is coming.'

"I know," Arthur took in a deep breath while he wasn't surprised by that. He knew once Amera saw what he did, she wouldn't hesitate to come here and ask him about everything.

In fact he refrained from telling anyone anything just in case that dark angel mage would be listening. And Arthur was quite sure he was.

"So what's all about this thing then," Arthur held the black piece of cloth in his hand while trying to cut it using his claws.

However even his sharp claws couldn't leave a single mark over this seemingly weak fabric. The moment his claws contacted it, sparks of purple fire erupted.

And that simply startled him.

"What is that?"

The next moment Amera appeared next to him. She saw these purple fire sparks and couldn't help but link them to the fire she saw twice in a row now.

However these sparks of fire weren't that threatening at all. Despite holding the fabric so close and his claws were the ones to cause them, Arthur didn't feel any speck of fear at all.

And that made him recall the weak nature of the purple fire he dealt with before.

"It's the thing that kept that fire in bay," Arthur said before throwing it to Amera, "tell me what do you think?"

Amera caught the fabric midair before she started to test it. She even tasted it with her tongue and sniffed it for any distinctive smells.

But from the look on her face Arthur knew she got nothing.

"It looks like a normal fabric to me," Amera simply said before casually throwing it over her back, "it can be best used as a scarf… Ouch, it stings!"