The dracanae ignored the rising Hunter and watched with a mocking expression. Their power had significantly grown compared to their previous form. Yet, even at a glance, the dracanae was not worried about the slave. To them, it was sure that they would die.
Four of the dracanae ghouls took Hunter, and the team began to leave.
But the remaining eight dracanae ghouls made a leap and landed near Martha and the two.
"Oh. And if Dorothy begins to talk and ramble as he did, I'll go ahead and kill them." One of the Dracanae spoke.
"I'm bored now. And I don't want to make that promise. So unless there is nothing else here, I'll go ahead and kill those humans."
"Dorothy. Talk about the war and what this place is." Martha secretly ordered.
"I can tell you about the past. This place is Airom. When I was alive, this was the home of the Fallen. A great gathering of races gathered together with the hopes of defeating the Greater Gods who were the real power in this universe." Dorothy began.
The dracanae that was about to leave stopped on his tracks and turned to Martha..
"If you go, I won't tell the details. Go on, little whelp—Chase those humans. You should have sensed it, right? These creatures are so weak. There is nothing for you to gain. Other than these knights and this woman, you know that there is no power to gain in eating them." Dorothy laughed.
"Hmp." The dracanae sneered but no longer left.
"I will occasionally reveal this information. I think this would make you spend more time in letting these humans flee, correct?" Dorothy laughed.
"We shall see. Unlike the memories the appear when you say certain terms, we felt nothing from your words." One of the dracanae added.
Martha and the two Hs focused on absorbing the blood.
"Look at these fools. Still planning their last stand."
"Master... There is still hope. I'm not sure why they haven't noticed it yet!" Dorothy began.
"What? Hope?!" Martha was stunned.
"It's an impossible hope, but it's hope nonetheless. As they were free from the bonds of my cells, they began to choose to evolve into further and stronger forms. But my body limited the power for a reason!"
Martha realized it. It was one of the questions that naturally followed the Dark-Dependent creatures. What was the source of their energy and life?
"Life span! Of course! Dragons are Dark-Dependent! They need to feed on something to constantly survive!" Martha guessed.
"Yes! Exactly, master! They are borne from my cells. But what energy did my cell have? It created these to help my main body restore its vitality. But although my heart survived, it isn't forever capable of surviving! The vitality, the energy, will eventually be used up! But why they did this is a mystery to me. They should have sensed the danger!"
"It's Destiny. I think I understand! Lord Kyros told us the basic workings of Fate and Destiny. They cannot freely alter and whisper. But it's as if both sides are trying to gain an advantage against each other! Fate allowed me to collapse the tunnel, and in order to counter that, Destiny forced them to undergo an evolution because it is doing anything it can to kill us. It nearly failed, so it risked it all and gambled it with this last act! But I think Fate is stopping Destiny from learning their lifespan! What are they exactly? You can talk about it to them now. But leave them something interesting... I get the feeling that we can delay even more for me to plan with my men this way." Martha ordered.
"Understood. It seems your Master is indeed the Champion of Fate. Let's hope that that which you gained from your Master and Lord Kyriachos is enough to survive these impossible odds."
Dorothy suddenly appeared and began to address the Thane.
"It seems that I can prolong you longer by revealing more than what you are. My master has finally permitted me to do what I can to delay you. While I am bound to her, I will tell you that I wish to win this battle." Dorothy began.
As this was happening, Martha began to send her message to the three Hs.
"You are no longer dracanae." Dorothy continued.
"Your previous form was known as a Lesser Dragon. It is the weakest form, and most of us consider them to be a hybrid or an immature form of a dragon. In fact, we don't consider them to be part of the dragon race itself. But you have the minimum strength to be considered real dragons. There are many types of dragons, but the one that you assume was an original form that I was born in! I was a warrior-type dragon. And just like me, you are called Thane Dragons."
"Thane dragons? I see. That name does seem fitting." One of the Thane's smirked narcissistically.
"Do you want to know of the power that my heart maintained? It had a lot of mysteries in it, right? You feared it and couldn't even devour it." Dorothy tempted.
The five Thanes stood still and had a curious look in their eyes.
"Oh? Since she already told us, you want to add another information about our strength?"
"I told you. She ordered me to delay you and increase the time of her slave's escape. Of course, I could have waited longer for the group to escape, but every second later is a gamble for her. But in this manner, I can help you by a bit while giving my master satisfactory services." Dorothy laughed.
"Fine. We will make the same promise. We will wait for you. If I decided to chase them and kill them, it would be your fault for testing my patience."
"I am still bound to her soul and cannot go against her will. So I have to delay this by some time and-"
"I don't care for your excuses, Dorothy. Just tell us what we need to know! You are clearly delaying!" Another dracanae demanded.
"As I said... I am bound to her soul! But she allowed this, knowing that my words could stall you. Can't you see that I'm in a bind here! I have to serve her, but I want to help you!" Dorothy cursed.
"Do you know how embarrassing it is for a great dragon, such as myself, to abandon my true name and assume the name, Dorothy?!" Dorothy cursed.
The five dracanae were silent but found logic in his words.
"Just don't test my patience. You can tell us now and offer a new set of information..." One of the Thane suggested.
"Then stay tuned in the next episode of my podcast.... Dragon Talk! Don't forget to like, share and subscribe!" Dorothy answered as he chuckled, and his voice faded, leaving the Thanes with a confused expression.
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