It was a wonderful day. The birds were singing, the sun was shining, and the flowers were in full bloom. Everything was going great!
The only thing that could make the day even better was a delicious morning breakfast. A scrumptious meal at the crack of dawn. Oh, what would be better than feasting on the terrified Human fleeing down the road?
Crunch! The large Wyvern swooped down, swallowing the man in a single bite. A group of nearby travelers saw this bloody scene. They erupted into screams before taking off in full sprint. With a burp, the large Wyvern looked up and watched them go.
She wasn’t in a rush to chase them down. They were weak. Humans were always weak. And they’d always lead her to others. A single Human wasn’t enough to feed her, let alone her flock.
Raising her head, she saw the other flying figures waiting for her above the clouds. There were about forty of them. Her kin. [Lesser Frost Wyverns]. She was the leader of their pack. Their flock. Or… whatever was left of it.
undefinedThey’d been far more numerous, once. Until a contingent of Humans had attacked and beaten them in battle while they were pursuing a herd of Oliphants. It was ridiculous. How could Wyverns be beaten by those weak pests?
But it hadn’t been Humans that defeated them. No— that silver-haired girl was responsible for their defeat, and she hadn’t been a Human. She’d been able to speak their language. No Human, Kobold, nor Cyclops was capable of that.
The large Wyvern was certain they had been dealing with something else. A Spirit, perhaps. There’d been a Grand Spirit present too, so the silver-haired girl might’ve been a Spirit in disguise. Or maybe an apparition created from the corruption of the world’s end— like the one that had chased them out of Sharik.
Whatever the case was, the Wyverns had fled. Their previous leader had been slain. The Frost Lord. And as the next highest-leveled Wyvern in the flock, she was in charge of a large bulk of the remaining Wyverns. She became the Mistress of the Remnants.
Not all of the survivors had followed her. The rest had either scattered or formed their own smaller groups. Still, forty was plenty. More than enough to bring down entire Human settlements with ease. The Mistress of Remnants roared as she took off to the sky, giving chase to the fleeing Humans.
They’d hidden behind tall walls, crawling beneath the shadow of buildings. Her flock hesitated as they caught sight of the city. They were still slightly afraid— scared that they might be defeated once again. But she rallied them. And as the city raised its alarm, she unleashed a frost breath and took out an entire section of the wall in an instant.
Her flock saw this. They were emboldened by it. In an instant, they heeded her call. They descended on the city. On the screaming Humans. And they had a grand feast that morning.
It was, after all, a wonderful day.
It really was a wonderful day!
Edithe, Daniel, and I were finally back together. My companions, reunited. It made me so happy. I found myself grinning from ear-to-ear the entire time as we chatted and caught up with each other. I literally couldn’t stop smiling.
Of course, I’d already met with Daniel again a few weeks ago. And Saffron was here too— she was also my companion! But there was something quite special with being with both Edithe and Daniel again. It made me feel warm and happy inside.
We settled down at a nearby table, secluded to our own conversations. Helena Warshade was talking to king Artik Alyras about… something unimportant. Blah blah Primeval Demon, blah blah Humans dying. Something like that.
Edithe shook her head as she faced me.
“I still can’t believe you went down to the Bloodied Gulf by yourself, Salvos. That’s reckless, even for you.”
“Don’t worry about it! I wasn’t really alone. Willy was there with me the entire time. Also, there was Centina and Kron too!”
I waved a hand off dismissively. Daniel raised a brow.
“Centina and Kron?”
“Yep. Kron’s a [Krokodis] and Centina’s an [Evolved Centinel]. They’re my friends who helped me out in the Bloodied Gulf!”
My two companions paused. They exchanged a glance, Then they burst out sa one.
“Wait, you befriended a Centinel?”
Both Daniel and Edithe stared at me with round eyes. I placed a finger on my lips, hurriedly looking round. No one was paying any attention to us. I sighed in relief and I whispered.
“Shhh. Not so loud!”
“You’re the one who said it out loud.”
Edithe massaged her temples. We continued talking. I wasn’t the only one who regaled stories of what I’d been through while we were apart. Daniel scratched the back of his head, averting his gaze as he spoke.
“I… uh, became a [Trader] for my second Class.”
My jaw dropped. Edithe blinked a few times. And he scowled.
“Look, I didn’t want another combat Class, alright? I like money, so it made sense at the time.”
I didn’t say anything. I just continued staring in shock. Daniel shifted back uncomfortably and sighed.
“I just wasn’t in a good state of mind back then. I know, I’m an idiot. Don’t worry, I’ll get a [Bishop] to reset my second Class—”
And I exclaimed.
“What?!”
Daniel paused. I leaned forward, grabbing him by the shoulders and shaking him.
“Why would you do that? But [Trader] is such an amazing Class!”
He looked at me, working his jaw.
“W-wait, you weren’t judging me?”
“Judging you? Please, Daniel. I’m not stupid.”
I scoffed, drawing back to my feet.
“I met an amazing [Trader]— or, um, [Merchant]? I don’t know what the difference is— when I was in Mavos Academy. She had these rainbow-colored fruits that could grant you a 30% increase to all your Stats for a day—”
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