This question wasn't only ranging like loud bells in her mind, as Rigo also had the same in his head. However this wasn't the time nor the place to ask about these things, after all things didn't get relaxed over yet.

"Let's go and leave here as soon as we can, I don't want to battle with these guys again," James said as he went towards the commanding deck. Rigo and Dora followed his suit.

Rigo sat over the main seat as he began to operate the cruiser to take off and leave this place. Once the cruiser shade vanished from the hole, three silhouettes appeared inside the destroyed and burning deck of the large cruiser, or what was left out of it.

"This isn't true, isn't it?" Dora's mother was the first to speak with a shaking voice.

"I know it's hard to accept but we saw it with our own eyes," Ricaro muttered with shock in his tone.

"Hard to accept?!! It's impossible to occur! Are you sure the two scepters were of two opposing forces?" the Immortal asked.

"I'm sure, I was the one who manipulated everything and made them ready to harvest," Ricaro turned sharply as he yelled over the Immortal who took a few steps back as he said with apologizing tone:

"I didn't mean any disrespect to you, but if what you are saying is true then we are in front of a disaster."

"Have you made two different scepters at the same time? weren't both light type artifacts?" It was Dora's mother turn to yell at the Immortal who replied instantly:

"It wasn't my idea, however this was the best interest for me at that time. one scepter for me, and the other for you, that was the deal."

"Deal? I thought both were light type artifacts! What would have happened if I mistakenly got them both inside me?" she yelled angrily again.

"This would be your fault to trespass me. it was my only insurance so you won't double cross me," the Immortal defended back.

"Enough, now isn't the time for these childish quarrels! This boy is dangerous, very dangerous. His future potentials are limitless and he will endanger all of us," Ricaro shouted towards the two in front of them.

The two looked at him at the same time. He was right, the potential of James was limitless. Letting this boy live would be their biggest mistake they had ever done.

"I sensed that the boy didn't understand his powers yet," Dora's mother suddenly said.

"I know, I also felt it too. But the artifact's spirit will guide him. he will take longer than usual, but mark my words… he will be back," Ricaro said with regretful tone before taking out a sword as he waved it to destroy part of the ruined deck while shouting angrily with bitter regret:

"Damn you, if I knew your potential I would have killed you when I got the chance."

"We can do it now, he is still weak and lost. We can get advantage of that," the Immortal suddenly said.

"Weak and manipulative as usual. This might be your strongest trait, but it's your weakest spot too. If we got near that kid again alone we would end up dying on his hands," Ricaro said with despised look to the Immortal who argued back:

"That's impossible, you two said you sensed his weakness. Striking the enemy when he is weak is wisdom."

"No, it's called suicide. As always, defensive and manipulative. The right thing to do is to go back and raise an army against him. that scepter could kill a bunch of us before its innate energy got depleted, however if we brought enough men then we could wear it down before killing the boy."

"I don't understand, wasn't it supposed to be six light and six dark children in each generation? From where this monster came from?" Dora' mother muttered as she was lost in thoughts.

"You are right, but that was the law a long time ago before the forces got separated and turned on each other. Now in each force we can find the chosen six light and six darkness kids carrying different names and titles.

I don't know what happened, but this wronged situation has brought this calamity upon us," Ricaro replied.

"If we had enough time for your plan to be completed, master, then we can have avoided that disaster," the Immortal suddenly said.

"Plan? What plan? Even your dearest disciple and the only person who knew my plans to the heart didn't trust me and turned your damn blade against me because of greed. We didn't have time, we never would have ended up fixing anything.

That kid is the punishment from forces to our greediness and selflessness. We should have changed, a long time ago," Ricaro said with mockery in his tone.

"Then let's change," Dora's mother suddenly suggested.

"Change? It's too late for that. Even if we did, our judgment day will befall upon us no matter what," Ricaro replied with the same mockery.

"Then what should we do master?" the Immortal asked with helplessness.

"Now I'm your master? If we aren't in this calamity together I would rather prefer to stick my cold blade in your heart right now and dispose of your treason," Ricaro said gritting his teeth as he pointed the blade towards the Immortal who kneeled at once as he said with regret:

"I apologize master, I will never doubt you ever again."

"Stand up, I won't believe or trust you anymore. Now isn't the time for this play, let's go back and summon all our forces," Ricaro said as he unsheathed his sword while looking towards the spot where the little cruiser was before it disappeared.

"Are we going to alert everyone?" Dora's mother asked with loss. The intentions of Ricaro weren't obvious to her, and to the Immortal.

"No, we won't do that. We will let them face the unknown," Ricaro said with a vicious smile, an old smile he was famous with. Ricaro returned at once to his own self, like a switch being flipped he began to think selflessly again.

And with a cold heart and dark mind as always.

The immortal exchanged silent glances with Dora's mother, as Ricaro added:

"Don't be a fool, all we need to do is to fortify our defenses, build up our army and stay alert to that boy. Confronting him is a suicide and his oath will be crossed with any of us again.

I can feel it, this boy won't rest until we are all dead, and I won't be the cannon fodder for his sacrifices. I prefer to hide and keep it low. Let the others confront him with their false information, and let their sacrifice pave the road to our survival."

"Survival? From what you just said there is one end for us all," Dora's mother said with bitterness and despair.

"No, you are wrong. forces have sent that calamity upon us not to wipe us all, but to correct things. Think, we are many and divided, so this boy will end us most, leaving only one group in each force. Don't you want to be the last living surviving force in the darkness? Or do you prefer to die for others to live?

I'm not that noble, and I can't stand being one. I will return and close up on myself and my forces. If you want to survive then I recommend you to follow me, or else stay outside and perish alone."

He said that as he turned into a dark stream of light as he exited the ship. Dora's mother and the Immortal exchanged silent glances for a moment before turning into dark and light streams as well.

They weren't heroic in nature, and even if they were, the temptation of death wasn't that alluring to any of them. they decided to keep their pride away and stay with that snake in its hole in hope to survive the upcoming storm.

Any cockroach would do that.