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Fel

Fel was horrified as she listened to the woman on the other side of the communication orb beg Leo to save Telnar. The academy was purging the town, and if they were really killing everyone, then there were a lot more than twelve inquisitors. But the thought that concerned her the most, was that they arrived way too quickly. Either they were really enthusiastic about getting to Telnar, or they had a little help from a guardian.

Fel clenched her fists, knowing that at least half the town would already be dead when they got there.

'including Leo's friends..' She thought mournfully.

A feeling seemed to wash away all of Fel's other concerns, as she looked down at her clenched fists that were trembling, but not with anger or frustration. Her eyes went wide as she slowly turned away from the communication orb, and struggled to even look at the man next to her.

Fel had either not noticed it because she was too deep in thought, or what she was feeling was just so massive. Leo was pouring out a wave of raw mana that seemed endless to any mage that dared to look, it was so much that his body emitted a faint blue glow, and his irises were no longer a dark brown, but a brilliantly bright bluish white. It was like he was pulling out of an ocean, and the feeling sent instinctual fear up her spine.

But something piled even more fear onto her emotions, his expression. It was like something unseen was holding back a torrent of screaming emotions, as Leo's eyes seemed to water, but his expression promised violence toward anyone in his way.

Fel gulped. "Leo?..... Can you hear m-" Her voice caught as his eyes darted between her and Sciesch.

Fel looked into Leo’s eyes for only a moment, but it was like looking directly into the eye of a raging storm, because they betrayed the rest of his visage, they were cold, calm and restrained.

Fel took a single step back, but then felt a few spells being cast, and in an instant they all were twenty stories up in the air. And the next thing she knew, there was a loud boom as the world around them blurred for only a moment, and just as quickly they were hovering over Telnar’s merchant branch.

Fel had barely enough time to process what happened while they rocketed down to the ground. The moment Leo landed, he sprinted into the guild, and his speed was even faster than that of a dragon.

Fel jumped a bit when Sciesch ran past her after Leo, probably the least affected mentally due to her not being a mage.

Entering the branch, Fel was met with the familiar sight of magic riddled corpses, with blood and viscera sprayed across the floor and walls. It was exactly how she imagined it, a horrific massacre.

When Fel finally reached Leo, she froze. A mage was floating off to the side of the hall, completely restrained by the same magic he used against her in their duel. A fairly tall selarin was holding on tightly to his side while sobbing into his shoulder, muttering her thanks and pleading for him to save her daughters. But Leo stood motionless while he looked down at the body of an enslaved selarin.

Fel felt deep sympathy, remembering the trade deal that she spied in on, and how he comforted the selarin.

Leo knelt down over her, moving a hand to close her eyes, then over her collar, and after a moment it began to bleed away into nothing.

Leo stood back up. "I'm sorry that I didn't do that the first time…" He apologized mournfully to the departed selarin.

Leo turned to Kessa. "Anyone else here?" He quickly asked, and Kessa shook her head.

Sciesch and Kessa were pulled over to him. "Fel, go to the base. The mages are likely operating out of it now, and try not to kill them all…." He told her.

Fel was visibly taken aback at the request to keep any of them alive. "Leo, I know you don't like ki-" A loud sickening snap of bone sounded, as the mages head twisted completely backwards.

Fel's eyes went wide at the casual killing of the mage. "At this moment Fel, that particular moral is suspended, and I need only some of them alive for what I plan to do after…" He told her with a cold and chilling tone.

Fel gulped while she tried to form a response, but the whole roof of the guild was ripped off and blinked completely out of sight as it was sent into the sky at an insane speed.

Fel was speechless as Leo and two passengers flew up and boomed toward another location. She knew that the emotions that he was feeling had completely consumed him, it was probably needed for him to get through this, but she only hoped that they wouldn't permanently change him.

'Please, come back to us when this is over…'

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Leo

If someone asked Leo how he genuinely felt at this very moment, he would be unable to put it into words, opting to just howl in pure anguish from the storm of emotions.

Leo had to will himself not to rush over to every scream he heard in the distance as he rocketed toward the market, wanting to find Elaria and Glia as soon as possible. He didn't have to worry about Allis, as in one of his casual conversations, he explained how healing magic could be used offensively. He only rounded the market once, yanking up and restraining any mages he came across, when he spotted Elaria next to two 'very' dead mages and crying over-

Leo's eyes went wide with recognition. 'Glia!' His thoughts cried as he landed next to them, while momentarily startling Elaria.

Elaria was covered in blood, tears, and had a foot long icicle sticking out of her lower leg. Once Elaria saw that it was Leo, she pleaded desperately for him to help Glia.

Leo grimaced at the sight of Glia, her legs completely charred to just above her knees. Leo could possibly regrow her legs, but he didn't know if it would also supply its own blood, so she might just die from blood loss if he instantly regrew them. So Leo casted a spell to amputate the legs and heal over the stubs, hoping that he could properly fix her later.

Elaria cried even harder at the sight of Glia's legs when the spell was finished. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Glia! If only I wasn't so afraid, I would have never slipped! You wouldn't have had to come back and lose your legs! And I would have been the one they chose instead!' She cried into the chest of the unconscious woman.

Leo wanted to comfort her, but now was not the time. So after healing her leg, Leo flew up, bringing Elaria and Glia with him up to Sciesch, Kessa and the seven restrained mages. After another sonic boom, they were all flying above the inn.

Leo flew down by himself to make sure the inn was safe, or clear it out if it wasn't. He froze upon entering the inn, the sight of the situation settling in as one of the five mages spoke. "Oh look, It's another man! We were just about done with this one anyway, kill his spa-" The mages voice cut short, as the dining area was filled with the sounds of snapping bone.

All five mages slumped lifelessly to the floor, and Kesl pushed one off of him as he got to his feet. He looked around in shock before turning to Leo, and his nieces ran over to him with some coverings. "Thank you Leo… but how?"

Leo sighed as he started pulling everyone else into the inn.

"Sorry I didn't tell you this before Kesl, but I'm an arch mage, as well as a summon."

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Rak

Rak was having the time of his life, while he was skinning alive a random selarin in front of the restrained guard and rebel leader, not caring which side they belonged to.

The helpless and agonizing pain of all those involved, triggered a rush of pleasure he hadn't felt in a long time, and the feeling of wielding total power and control over these worthless beings could never be replaced by any other joy.

As he finished skinning the selarin, he set about slowly cooking her alive, her screams sounding like sweet music to him. When she finally died, either from the burns or blood loss, his body shuddered with pleasure.

Rak turned to the two bound selarin, who both looked close to breaking. "God's, it's even better after the twentieth time, don't you agree?" He asked them with a sick joy, showing his horrifically half transformed smile.

Rak frowned exaggeratedly. "No? Well maybe you'll come around after the thirtieth time. We do have al-" He was cut off by a fist connecting with his jaw, sending him flying into a nearby building.

"Ow! What the fuck was that?!" Rak yelled out as he walked back out of the hole he made.

Rak only had a moment to glimpse the form of another dragon before it charged him instantly, delivering powerful jabs across his large bulky body and sending sharp pains all over him. His body was caught slightly between transformations, making it difficult to counter as he clumsily tried to defend himself.

After he managed to fully shift back into his smaller form, he dodged into her punch, grabbed her arm, and swung her around his body, flinging her into another nearby building.

Rak groaned from a bit of pain, because his body now felt a little tender from the nearly undefended onslaught. "Okay, who the fuck ar-" He paused, recognizing her irritatingly familiar face.

Rak started to laugh as the reason why so many insects gathered started to make sense. "Fel! Of all the shadows that I've had, your face is the only one I still remember with utter annoyance. And judging by your presence, you still have a bleeding heart for these bugs."

Fel glared at Rak with pure hatred. "And you've only gotten worse! I've heard the stories you sick fuck! Me and half of the continent knows of the dragon that gets off on torturing anyone he has the opportunity to, weather it's women, men, or gods damn children!"

Rak chuckled. "Such Praise! I didn't know I was so famous, but you left out the elderly, they're always so sweet." He remarked with nostalgia.

Fel flung herself toward him in a rage. "Die you sick fucking piece of shit!" She growled.

Rak laughed as he immediately rushed her.

"Come on then, little dragon!"

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Sel

Sel had been forced to witness the guardian get sick thrills from torturing selarin after selarin, casually tossing aside any who died just so he could get to the next.

Sel’s mind was close to breaking completely when, out of nowhere, another dragon started fighting him. Apparently the rebels had a dragon backing them, which went to explain why they were so confident, but now that the academy sent a guardian, their odds are fifty fifty if they can save Telnar.

Sel frowned. 'Gods, am I really rooting for the rebels? They're the ones who caused all this…' She thought conflictingly.

Both of them seemed to be matching each other blow for blow, though Fel seemed to be gaining ground against him. Sel thought it might have been because of her surprise attack at the beginning, but it looked like she was just more skilled than him, as the guardian seemed either rusty, or just above a novice.

Though calling a dragon a novice at combat was idiotic, considering they could wipe out armies, and that raw power was on full display as every blow landed caused her to flinch at the sound of a small boom.

"Skin him alive Fel! Make that sick fuck bleed for all the lives he's tortured!" The rebel shouted from right next to her.

The guardian apparently heard the comment and spared a moment to send an icicle her way, but Fel sent her own to intercept.

The guardian smiled as he summoned a massive wall of ice in between him and Fel, and then dashed towards Sel and the rebel leader in an instant. And when he got to them both, he grabbed Sel by the neck and slithered his tail around the rebel leader's neck.

By the time Fel got over the wall she looked horrified, as the guardian had taken them both hostage.

Sel felt the guardian's tight grip around her throat as he lifted her like a meat shield. ‘Oh gods, this is how I'm going to die.' Sel thought with resigned dread.

Fel scowled. “You fucking coward! Die with some pride!” She wailed.

Sel could hear the guardian chuckle from behind. “I won't be doing anything of the sort, little dragon. In fact, If you don't want your precious little bugs to be squashed, then you will do exactly as I say.” He told Fel while he gave Sel’s neck a squeeze, causing her to struggle in his grip.

Fel glared at the guardian. “What do you want?” She asked through gritted teeth.

The guardian gestured for Fel to come to him, and when she was in arm's reach, he sensually ran his hand across her face. “Oh there's such fire in you, but it's unfortunate that it's to be directed toward protecting these… things.” he remarked while giving Sel a shake.

Fel wore an expression of disgust, as the guardian trailed a hand down her clothes.

“I guess I'll have to give you a more personal lesson. I might enjoy teaching one of my own kind for a-” The guardian paused, and Sel fell to the ground as she still felt his hand loosely gripped around her neck.

Sel looked up to see the guardian staring confusingly at his arms, his hands missing as all that was left were bleeding stubs. Looking at his tail, it was cleanly cut off at the base, and Sel was wondering what just happened. Sel felt something grip her entire body, and she immediately flew across the street.

Before she knew it, Sel, Fel and the rebel leader were sitting on the ground behind a man who was emitting a faint glow.

The rebel smiled wide. “About fucking time you showed up.”

Fel scowled at the man. “Damn it Leo, he’s mine!” She growled.

Sel furrowed her brow, as she recalled the name.

‘Leo…. Wait, isn't he the recent lord?’

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