The ancients once said, when there is a will, there is a way.
In many ways and many cases, that saying could very well be true.
But it was definitely not applicable in time sensitive cases like the one we were in.
A more appropriate saying would be, when there is a will AND lots of powerful energies at your disposal WITH the means to use them, there is a way.
I know, I know.
I am stretching the wise and ancient saying abit to fit into my story.
But it was the only way for that saying to reflect my reality.
Because without my trio of energies that day, we sure as hell would not make it to the Wilford Estate in time to even see the remains of his family, much less rescue them!
A deep conspiracy was at work that day, and as soon as I unleashed my full power, a ridiculously powerful explosion ripped out of the spot where we were a mere split second ago.
If we weren't moving at my triple energy powered hyperspeed, the jet we were in would definitely have succumbed to the explosion.
BABOOOOOOOOOMMMM!!!!!
Even as the explosion was expanding in its deadly bloom, the jet was already outpacing it by hundreds of meters per second.
We hurtled through the sky high above the clouds at ridiculous speeds which would probably cause the jet which was not built to sustain such high speed travel to disintegrate within minutes.
But we would not have any need of the jet in less than a minute, so it was okay.
For the moment, we were safe from whoever was ambushing us.
However, there was a very critical question that needed immediate answers.
Just how did they find out where we were? And not just find out, but track us so accurately even after I had injected my lightning energy into the ship earlier?
They had either planted a tracker on the ship, or…
"White Lotus." Prince Wilford said quietly and sent out his ice energy to lock down every single life form in the jet in complete frozen stasis.
I glanced at him and nodded in agreement.
"Good move. One of them is probably a snitch. Or maybe all of them." I grunted as I narrowed my eyes and maintained the massive deluge of energies into the ship's overload chamber.
Prince Wilford looked at me and at the strange manner in which I was able to immediately figure out how to do what I was doing when I was still such a little boy, and I could almost see the cogs of his mental faculties moving.
"No need for additional thanks. The spear is enough for me. I am not a greedy bastard you know." I said with obvious exertion.
A grim smile formed on his lips at my words before disappearing once more as he stared out into the distance where his beloved wife and children were about to be killed by monsters.
Several seconds had passed by then and we had exploded past several high rise towers that broke above the clouds.
I probably caused many of their windows to crack and break with my ultra high speed flyby, and I wouldn't want to delve too deep what sort of nightmare I caused to those who were in those towers and got sucked out of the building.
I never asked if there were casualties related to our mad dash back to the Wilford Estate, and Prince Wilford never mentioned it as well.
There were more than enough deaths that day to make simple accidents due to broken windows seem like beautiful good news.
After a tense 50 seconds passed, we began to meet with the rear guard of the massive monster horde which was attacking the Wilford Estate.
More than twenty huge circular spaceships around three hundred meters in diameter each were hovering in a circular formation around what was most definitely the center of the Wilford Estate, and countless smaller fighters were continuously leaving the circular ships.
Strange biomech monsters shaped like scaled flying squirrels with bull horns and the size of Harley Davidsons were also streaming out of those ships in their thousands. Their bright red and yellow scales filled the sky and gave it a fearsome tinge of alien horror.
It was like a scene straight out of a science fiction movie, and it was definitely out of place in the middle of the capital of the Empire.
And several things were horribly missing in that scene.
"The Anti Air System is not active." Princess Louisa said softly. "And the National Guard… They should have been here by now."
"Indeed." A cold sneer had appeared on Prince Wilford's face as he walked towards the escape hatch of the jet.
"If we did not make it back on time, the deactivation of the Anti Air System would be a master stroke. But now that we are here… It would simply serve as the perfect counter punch." Princess Louisa said with a cold smile of her own as she pressed several buttons on the comms on her arm.
"Take over the jet." I told Princess Louisa. "I want in on the fun"
I stood up and made my way to the hatch just as Prince Wilford opened it and dropped out of it.
I hurriedly followed after him and…
WHAAAMMMMMMMMM!!!!!
Smashed headfirst into a massive explosion of ice energy!
"Damn it Wilford!" I shouted at him.
But he was no longer paying attention to me.
He was an enraged husband, father, Lord of the Estate that had come to wreak complete destruction against the enemies that dared to touch his home.
GRAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
A ferocious ice dragon had formed around Prince Wilford and it was diving straight into the massive horde of fighters and biomech undersea monsters laying siege to what looked like a massive castle.
It had three huge towers in the middle which were clearly defensive in nature, each armed with three massive omnidirectional turrets, which were at that moment firing out three massive beams of pure ice energy on the attackers.
But even though each attack was an insane burst of damage which killed thousands, it required time to charge, and its rate of kill was not that much higher compared to the rest of the turrets and mechas.
Against a single massive enemy, the three towers would work wonders. But against a never ending horde of enemies, they weren't all that spectacular.
A dome of transparent energy was still covering the castle, and huge amounts of laser fire and projectiles were shooting out of the defensive turrets and blue, white and golden mechas on the castle's battlements.
As a defensive dome, it was an impressive tech. Single-directional, it allowed the defenders to fire out while preventing the attackers from firing in.
They were killing huge amounts of monsters with the castle's defenses, but very clearly, they weren't doing it fast enough.
The enemy fighters and biomechs were unleashing a hellish amount of fire upon the dome, and judging by how it was flickering lightly, the defenders had at the very most, three to four minutes left before they would engage the attackers in close combat.
And when that happened, they would be wiped out to a man.
And then after that, Prince Wilford's family would be massacred.
But that would not happen anymore.
The massive Ice Dragon was completely out of control, and it was firing a single, continuous hundred meter wide Ice Beam which was very efficiently reaping the lives of thousands, then tens of thousands, then hundreds of thousands of alien fighters and biomechs.
And from all over the surroundings of the Estate, literally millions of drones had appeared and they were smashing themselves headfirst into every single alien within their range before exploding with startlingly intense power.
Turrets had also appeared everywhere for miles and miles around the Estate, and they began unleashing the payloads that they should have unleashed many long minutes ago.
As I hovered there above the scene of the terrifying battle, I could clearly sense that something was definitely not right.
The Anti Air System and Prince Wilford's Ice Dragon were very easily turning the tide of the battle and the invaders were clearly being beaten back.
"But surely the enemy knew that this would happen?" I thought to myself. "I mean, yes they did try to stop Prince Wilford from coming. But why do I feel like something is wrong here… Something is still watching from the sidelines. Something powerful… Something… Deadly."
I closed my eyes and cast my resonance outwards in all directions.
I was instantly flooded with information about the biomechs, fighters and alien spaceships, as well as the defending mechas and the turrets.
"Pretty interesting. But irrelevant now. Where are you…" I continued to cast my resonance deeper into the battlefield, further out to the fringes and even higher beyond the circular ships.
After several seconds, my heart turned very, very cold.
"A "Black Dragon" Mothership." I whispered softly to myself. "In stealth."