
"Let me be your successor's protector Your Majesty. My destiny is long, but your destiny only begins after the war." - The Holy Dragon Tlexcitli Belenda.
"accepted. Get ready, your place is in the middle line. They are also ready for this war. May nature bless us." said Clara and kissed the head of the Holy Dragon Tlexcitli Belenda.
Every meeting is always a farewell. Destiny can even make everyone a puppet or a showman. Nature has the law of karma. This is called the law of karma. Meetings, partings, requests, answers and also rejections.
Clara's togetherness with the Holy Dragon was only a moment, like a rainbow after rain. Clara's steps left Dragon Tlexcitli Belenda, approaching Ailey who was glued to the spot. The girl's sad eyes still seemed to hold admiration. "Once again I ask, is your path still the same?"
Ailey just nodded with all her heart. Now that there was no reason to retreat, his heart had fallen in love. Love is a symphony of love. Without asking, Clara knew that Ailey would stay with her. But there are threads of fate that cannot be explained. Once again Clara reached out her hand, Ailey greeted with a sincere smile.
Wuussshhhh.(the disappearance of Clara with Ailey, made the Holy Dragon again penetrate the white clouds).
Behind the white cloud. Saved another world, the world of dragons. Like Clara being a leader and drip of nature. Similarly, the Dragon Tlexcitli Belenda, in the dragon realm becomes the leader of all dragons. Although, the Black dragon did not become a inhabitant of the dragon realm anymore. Stay in the dragon realm still has some Black dragons. The charm of the dragon Tlexcitli Belenda makes all the dragons bow with a sincere soul.
The dragon realm is different from other realms, where all the inner bonds of the dragons are united. And the dragon Tlexcitli Belenda as the leader has the ability to control the entire dragon, as long as the dragons do not have blood contracts with other creatures or a human.
Holy Dragon Tlexcitli Belenda rolled the body in a position like wrapped around something, his head upright by staring at the entire dragon dwellers. Through his inner bond, the Holy Dragon sent telepathy to the entire dragon to gather. Wind gusts swirled with the appearance of various types of dragons. From the oldest dragon to the baby dragon, stormed around the Holy dragon in no time.
*Blue Light Fire Shield*
The Sacred Dragon breathed out Fire along with the blue eye rays simultaneously.
Wuuung.. Wiueyoung..
A shield was formed, one small hole slowly enlarged. From the shield was seen a scroll of storms waiting. The Holy Dragon still did not budge from its place, letting the blue light fire shield do its job. Slowly but surely the voices of the dragons sounded confused and panicked. One by one the dragons were absorbed into the shield, no matter old, young or baby. The shield absorbed the dragons endlessly until within 5 minutes the shield shrank and vanished in the swallow of nature.
"Hiks.hiks..hiks...Abion my son."
"Mother….."
"King why separate us from our family?"
"How do we live without them?"
"....."
All the words and whispers of the remaining dragons, made the Holy Dragon release its element of light. Let it spread to appease the dragons. "You are the dragon of choice! How do you complain about destiny? Destiny separates us from loved ones, the Goddess of Nature also makes sacrifices for us! Should we stand on our hands? What is our nature as a dragon clan? Does hiding make us useful? Remember, on your promise."'
The Holy dragon's cry made the dragon clan speechless. A truth that cannot be denied. With his ability, the Holy Dragon showed back the memories of the dragons. All the remaining dragons recalled, what was the reason they were still in this realm. And the dragon babies who remained chosen had the reincarnation line from the previous dragon.
"Be prepared! Nature needs a dragon clan. Not a fight against the enemy, but we must awaken our fellow dragon clan. Unite all dragons without exception. This is our destiny." The Holy Dragon straightened his long body again.
Elsewhere, in the fog of darkness. The aura of anger was deeply felt, the longer the fog grew thicker without having any visibility. But there was one flashing flash through the darkness of the fog. The increasingly bright glint, faintly revealed a figure standing upright among the mist with hair flying following the gust of wind.
It's not too late! I will not forgive you. It will never! ~ the inner figure with the gripping of the sword in his hand grew tighter.