Dragonlord

Ep 150. I’m Sure We’ll Meet Again. (4)

Ep 150. I’m Sure We’ll Meet Again. (4)

Ep 150. I’m Sure We’ll Meet Again. (4)

Some time later, Aymeia’s closed eyes began to twitch; the girl winced in pain as she came to, opening her eyes rather abruptly.

And, much to her own dismay, she found herself alone and freezing within what seemed like a wooden cage. Just outside the cage was Light, sitting on the ground with her back against the wooden bars.

Hearing Aymeia stir, Light turned her head to face the former deity, waving a short greeting.

“Hey. You’re awake.”

“What happened? Why am I in a...”

Squinting in disbelief, Aymeia quickly made her way over towards the half. She gripped the wooden bars keeping her within, as if to make sure that they were real.

“What’s the meaning of this?”

“One of the warriors started questioning if you’re really Aymeia or not while you were passed out. No one could really prove it, so...he put you inside that cage.”

“An Asardan doubted who I am? Who?”

Just as Light was about to answer the confused former deity, Orkaan stepped into view, crouching downwards to meet Aymeia’s eye level. His enormous figure nearly rivalled that of the entire cage.

After a few seconds of observation, the warrior’s rumbling voice addressed Aymeia’s question.

“That would be me.”

“...You’re the one who put me in here? Why?”

“A strange question. I was told that you were allied with the monster responsible for this chaos. Had it not been for the white one’s request, your head would have long joined our firewood.”

“I was...only trying to mediate things. I’d never harm my own people.”

“We are not your people. You are but an outsider to us.”

“...”

Gritting her teeth, Aymeia gripped the bars that caged her. She summoned her strength to burn down the cage’s wooden make to prove her identity to the warrior before her.

Unfortunately, not a single spark arose from her palms.

Orkaan mused as Aymeia seemingly struggled in vain to break out of her cage.

“Is aught amiss? I was told you were Aymeia.”

“I, I am! I don’t know what’s going on right now, but I’m-”

“I’d thought Urgus had outgrown his fantasies. But I see he’s still just a child.”

A rumbling chuckle from Orkaan interrupted Aymeia’s protests. The warrior then pushed his hand in between the wooden bars, flicking his finger at the prisoner’s forehead to send her stumbling backwards.

Even when Aymeia rubbed her forehead with a despising glare, the warrior showed no sign of remorse.

Finding nothing, the beam dropped back down to the ground before she’d finally turn to face Orkaan.

“What is it?”

“The lass has awoken.”

“...So?”

“Why, I thought you might want to know. It sounded to me you were quite intent on turning her to firewood.”

“...”

When Ilias first learned that Aymeia was responsible for Raizel’s state, the red dragon had made an immediate attempt to return the favor.

Of course, her attempt amounted to nothing as Serenis prevented her from harming Aymeia.

“...I can’t. Not until Lord Serenis is back.”

“That’s the white one, yes? Where has she gone, exactly?”

“She told me she needed to be alone with Raizel.”

Ever since Serenis had sent everyone away, Ilias had busied herself with helping Chell’s inhabitants.

She needed to do something – even if they were just menial tasks. Without anything to do, she felt as if her fear and anxiety would drive her insane each second.

‘I’m worried about nothing. I’m sure I’m worried about nothing...Raizel will be fine. She always was. Lord Serenis will find a way.’

“...”

Unable to understand the full extent of the rambling that was going on inside the youngling’s head, Orkaan loudly cleared his throat, awkwardly turning to a nearby rubble.

“Now then...with Urgus asleep, I suppose I should pick up his slack...”

Soon enough, Ilias would likewise resume her efforts in silence.

Though, the youngling’s mind still churned with incessant thoughts of Raizel’s state.

Truthfully, she didn’t get along with Raizel as well as she did with Light – but the steel dragon far surpassed Light in terms of time. After all, Raizel had been with her since the day Ilias had hatched.

They’d argued often, they’d fought often, and more often than not, they were scolded together for it. They’d spent time away from each other then and there, but as far as Ilias was concerned, they basically grew up together.

And in that time, Ilias had come to think that the two of them would never face any real danger. Being the two strongest individuals of a nigh-invincible race, her sense of danger had long grown dull; thinking back, Ilias had been laughing about their crazy trips with Serenis when, realistically, she should’ve been growing worried.

‘...It’s too late now.’

As much as she wanted to, she couldn’t go back in time to rethink their decision to come here.

The youngling continued to occupy herself with menial labor. And, as much as her worries grew, her bitterness was likewise growing.

“...”

On the off chance that Serenis would return with dreadful news, then...