The World of Unknown Magic
A story by Bella Richardson.
Prologue – The Finding of Mythology
Years ago, a few thousand years after the beginning of time, a single star fell from the vast universe above and a creature of unknown presence entered the world Orgunis; the planet behind the black hole placed directly in the centre of the galaxy. It leapt forth from the bright light as it collided with the place that soon became the dark, lifeless ground of Orgunis. This creature is now known today as a centaur. His name was Chiron. Today, even after his death, he is remembered by the constellation in the night sky. As he bounded on to the enormous plain of endless black, colour began to spread as his hooves touched the inky, desolate floor. Life flickered around the place as nature and creatures evolved from the murkiness. These beasts were known as the Evolutions. The world (Orgunis) that Chiron had created suddenly became bustling with life as dragons and griffons and other such beasts came into existence. Thus, the start of our story begins.
Part I
Sunshine shone through the window as dawn became day. Lilac woke from her bed of warm, dead leaves and yawned an enormous yawn.
“Morning,” she said to Gemfly, her adolescent dragon. Gemfly screeched back, obviously full of energy. As Lilac began to adjust to her surrounding, and as her vision became clearer, she saw all her other rescued creatures around her. Mighty centaurs, naughty pixies, solemn elves and other incredible creatures slept in the huge tree house contentedly, until Gemfly let loose an amazingly loud scream. All the creatures woke with a start. Gemfly beamed, proud of her ranking as ‘general of the tree house’ and, taking advantage of it well, she screamed again. “Gemfly!” Lilac exclaimed, “We’ve talked about this…” Gemfly, in return, simply turned around and strutted off.
“Anyway…morning everyone!”she said, attempting to avoid any annoyance directed at either her or Gemfly.
“Gemfly was wondering if you wanted to have a go at her obstacle course she has been making over the week.” No one looked particularly interested.
“Okay…what if I say the winner gets let off doing the dishes for a month?” Lilac tried to reason with the many creatures staring sleepily at her. Suddenly, there was a loud rustle and when Lilac eventually opened her eyes she found the room empty and the door swinging gently on its hinges. “Well, that’s that.” And that was that. Once Lilac had changed out of her pyjamas, she walked outside into the fresh air of Orgunis, only to find everyone waiting in a line.
“Right…okay…I have nothing to do with this so just listen to Gemfly because I have no idea what’s going on.” Lilac told all the creatures; dragons, nymphs, centaurs, elves, griffins, unicorns, pegasi and many other magical and mythical beasts.
“Gryth orth darthi litenro kiopi. Rerulio gythiondi rartyi liviondi moki!” Gemfly ordered in Dragorthi, the dragon language. This meant, in Orgunic:
“There are signs beside every obstacle telling you what to do. Follow the rules of no physical contact with any living thing!” With that all the creatures raced to the starting line, showing obvious competitiveness.
“Rodrigo, maxi, DROTH!” Gemfly screeched and with that the race started. But whilst everyone went ahead, one small dragon – a cloud dragon – stayed behind, cowering beneath a tree branch.
“Nivu?” Lilac asked, “What is wrong? Are you hurt?” In response, the young dragon simply pulled the leafy branch further over his head. “There is nothing to be afraid of. Wait a second…” she said. “Gemfly!” she yelled, not in anger but simply so Gemfly was able to hear her.
“I need you!” In an instant, Gemfly stood in front of Lilac, awaiting further command.
“Please tell me what is wrong with Nivu. I fear he is ill.” Abruptly, Gemfly began speaking to the dragon in her special way (Dragorthi). Then, she informed Lilac (with at bit of trouble due to her lack of practice in the human language) of what Nivu had told her. “You see ..yorth… Lilac. Er…it’s just…”
“Yes?” Lilac asked.
“Nivu can’t ..ver.. fly.”
“But…why did he never tell me?” Lilac questioned. Gemfly translated in fluent Dragorthi.
“Rothi nock lotigh ron,” Nivu responded in a series of clicks and screeches.
“He says it was because he was afraid you wouldn’t let him stay at the tree house.” Gemfly explained.
“Why on earth would would I do that?”
“Because he thinks he’s not special, unlike the others.”
At this point, Nivu’s eyes had begun to glisten with tears. This was when, Gemfly happened to notice it. Carefully, as not to upset or embarrass Nivu, Gemfly placed a gentle paw on his talons. Nivu slowly looked up into Gemfly’s sapphire eyes.
“Ruira Gemfly…” Nivu answered almost inaudible. Gemfly didn’t reply but, unless it was Lilac’s imagination, a very worried look flickered across the crystal dragon’s face. After the conversation, Lilac had wandered back into the Mortha Tree House Sanctuary after deciding that she ought to leave Nivu and Gemfly to themselves. No more than five seconds later, Lilac heard a scream; clearly from Gemfly. Lilac rushed outside only to find Gemfly (and Nivu) gone and just a rather bedraggled-looking note in the place where they’d been standing. The note said: ‘Lilac. I have taken Gemfly to the Master. If you want to see her alive again you will stay on Orgunis until the Summer Solstice. Then, meet me outside the tree house at midnight. If you fail to, Gemfly might as well be dead already. Be wary of your actions. Signed Nivu Douthre. P.S I am an Animagal.’ Lilac stared at the letter, absolutely horrified. An Animagal was a servant of the supposedly dead Master of Evil. They could turn into one specific animal from a human and Nivu’s other form was, supposedly, a dragon. That was the point when Lilac decided to faint. Shortly after Lilac had fainted, one of the nymphs, Vivienne, demanded everyone rush her inside. Soon she woke up after a serious medical appointment from the centaurs who tried using their healing powers. Unfortunately, they didn’t work as there was nothing severe enough to heal. Once Lilac had woken up, with a violent splutter, there was a knock on the door a few seconds later. “Don’t come in unless an emergency!” Vivienne called. Then, there was a creak and the door opened downstairs.
“Is Lilac Orotoi here?” A masculine voice echoed up the ancient wooden stairs.
“Yes…” Lilac cried out weakly. A repetitive thud came up the steps as the guest made their way up. “Good evening!” he said, politely and at perfect timing – as it was the evening.
“I would like to have a private conversation with you – preferably in the woods,” the man told her. “Well Lilac is in no shape to be going anywhere so would you, please, kindly depart with your belongings,” Vivienne intervened.
“No. It’s fine Viv. I’ll only be gone a few minutes. It’s be rude to disappoint this man. Only come looking for me if I’m gone over an hour. Is that alright with you?” she said to both the man and Vivienne. With that, her and the strange guest walked out of the cosy tree house and into the darkness of the Rondorse Forest, Vivienne staring worriedly after her.
“Where are we going?” Lilac asked, glancing warily around her surroundings.
“Into the forest, where no one will find us,” the guest replied.
“What’s your name anyway?” Lilac questioned curiously.
“Me? I’m Holsden.”
Lilac heard a rustle in the branches of a huckleberry bush.
“What was that?!” Lilac said nervously to Holsden.
“Probably a nymph or something,” he answered carelessly. Suddenly, the thing jumped out the bush. It was a night griffin. “Recognise each other?” Holsden said with a rather evil-looking grin. Lilac could have sworn she’d seen those eyes before.
“No it can’t be. Can it? Lobi?”
“It is.” said Lobi as he transformed out of his Animagal form. Lilac started to back away, slowly. “But…but I thought…” Lilac stuttered.
“I was banished to Horthoid?” Lobi finished. “No. I was not. It was a mere temporary entrapment in the surface floor of the prison of Horthoid.” Lobi answered himself. As instantly as he had jumped out of the bush, he grabbed Lilac’s arm and then everything went black and, in Lilac’s case, it was because she had fainted. Again. When Lilac woke up, the first thing she noticed was her surroundings. Grey pillars surrounded her in the huge hall she was in.
Ivy curled around the stone as black and yellow poisonous flowers sprouted out of all the nooks and crannies. Bats stared at her from the dark, distant corners of the ceiling. The second thing she noticed was the fact that she was lying on the cold, dusty floor.
“Lilac…” a small voice cried out.
“Gemfly? Is that you?” Lilac searched the room for the source of the voice. She just found a few bugs, fungi and flowers until she saw a rusty grill in the corner of the room.
“Hello? Gemfly?” she called into the grill, tapping on it all the whilst.
“I am here, on the other side,” a familiar voice echoed through.
“Nivu. How could you?” Lilac cried.
“Hey! I’m here too!” another familiar person called through.
“Shut up Lobi!” Nivu yelled.
“Whatever…” Lobi responded arrogantly.
“Where am I?” Lilac demanded, suddenly feeling a surge of strength flow through her.
“You? You’re just going to stay here until the Master returns,” Nivu replied, grinning evilly behind the hole in the wall that the grill covered.
“Yes and then…mmphf….” Lobi tried to continue but soon found his mouth covered by Nivu’s hand – not that Lilac could see any of this. At this moment, Lilac felt the energy she had felt before drain out of her. She then, meekly, went and sat in the corner of the room and began to cry quietly. After wiping her eyes dry, Lilac sat up, cross legged, closed her eyes, and began to think. Hard. She stared at her surroundings and began to think up a contraption that could break through the walls. She saw: flowers, vines, rocks and pebbles, a rotten tree trunk, some leaves, pillars, walls and some netting on the floor and ceiling.
“Right,” Lilac thought, “if I could reach the vines, tie them around the tree trunk and then use it as a battering ram, that could work,” she considered resourcefully. She then set to work, and with one huge bang, and a lot of strength, the weakest part of the wall crumbled and left a small hole, just big enough for Lilac to fit through. As soon as she stepped through, she saw a seemingly empty corridor, but when she looked closer, she noticed all the nets and wires and spiked walls.
“Booby trapped…” she breathed and made a cautious step, quickly ducked as a arrow fired over her head, narrowly missing her. As Lilac made her way down the dreadful hallway, arrows fired at her, tiles dissolved beneath her feet, fire came from the walls and spikes rimmed the peculiar, circular corridor but still, Lilac had an unusual knowledge of when a spear was going to be fired at her, or a wire would be waiting to trip her up in the darkness – she seemed almost telepathic.
“Why would you do this Nivu? After all those years…” she talked to herself. After walking a few more steps, brightness shone through as the long, deadly hall came to an end. As soon as she stepped out, light temporarily blinded her and when her eyes had adjusted to the surroundings, she saw a pair of eyes staring at her.
“Hello.” And then everything went black. This time, she hadn’t fainted. One hour later, Lilac opened her eyes and lay back. Well, tried to. Not until she realised that she was tied to a wooden pole, next to a strange figure in a cloak. “Why are you here?” it asked.
“Leave me alone,” she said quietly.
“Oh, I wish Gemfly would be more careful sometimes!” Lilac murmured to herself, banging her head against the pole.
“Well, coming from a First Master, may I just say, that I found a certain crystal dragon along my way here. Do you know it?” the First Master asked, holding a sleeping Gemfly out to her. “Gemfly!” The small dragon woke with a start (and a sudden screech of delight).
“Wait…how come your not tied up?” Lilac asked.
“I have my ways,” and with that the First Master burnt the rope that bound her with a single lightning bolt.
“I am the First Master, Zapthis, Lord of Electricity and Storms! Yet these monstrous beings think they have the ability to hold me captive! How dare they flee now, but I will not go without a last goodbye to my good friend Nivu.” Zapthis continued furiously. A jolt of lightning shook the room. Lilac shuddered. This continued for approximately two hours until there was a hole in the wall just enough for the three of them to fit through. Nimbly, they climbed through with as little sound as possible, which was incredibly hard for Gemfly. Once through the unbelievably thick wall, Zapthis led Lilac and the small dragon towards Nivu’s ‘throne room.’
“We don’t need to do this! You’ll just get us all killed!” Lilac exclaimed, fear evident in her voice.
“You are far to valuable, killing you would be pointless. The same is for your dragon and I. Nivu senses something in us. Something unusual.” the First Master said mysteriously. The door opened, hinges squeaking loudly. Lilac winced, as if something had struck her. “Quiet!” she whispered to Zapthis.
“My friends! Take a seat,” Nivu said.
“You might be a Master or the First Universe, but I never knew they could be so unbelievably stubborn!” Lilac exclaimed, directed at Zapthis.
Zapthis said nothing.
“Bind them. AGAIN!” Nivu bellowed.
This time, it didn’t go black, but many colours, and Lilac felt as if her feet had disappeared beneath her. She suddenly found herself feeling slightly dizzy, but had firm earth beneath her feet.
“Ha! That will show them! You aren’t sick are you? Good. Anyway, better get moving. As the saying goes: ‘yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.’ Let’s go,” Zapthis said with unusual enthusiasm obvious in his voice.
“Where to?” Lilac asked, bewildered.
“We need to find the next Master of course! Now…where on earth could that Flamgry be? Well, I assume there name is Flamgry; or that’s how the legend goes anyway.”
“Lev’s gyo,” Gemfly said, in Orgunic. And so the next journey began; the search for Flamgry, but that is another story…
Years ago, a few thousand years after the beginning of time, a single star fell from the vast universe above and a creature of unknown presence entered the world Orgunis; the planet behind the black hole placed directly in the centre of the galaxy. It leapt forth from the bright light as it collided with the place that soon became the dark, lifeless ground of Orgunis. This creature is now known today as a centaur. His name was Chiron. Today, even after his death, he is remembered by the constellation in the night sky. As he bounded on to the enormous plain of endless black, colour began to spread as his hooves touched the inky, desolate floor. Life flickered around the place as nature and creatures evolved from the murkiness. These beasts were known as the Evolutions. The world (Orgunis) that Chiron had created suddenly became bustling with life as dragons and griffons and other such beasts came into existence. Thus, the start of our story begins.
Part I
Sunshine shone through the window as dawn became day. Lilac woke from her bed of warm, dead leaves and yawned an enormous yawn.
“Morning,” she said to Gemfly, her adolescent dragon. Gemfly screeched back, obviously full of energy. As Lilac began to adjust to her surrounding, and as her vision became clearer, she saw all her other rescued creatures around her. Mighty centaurs, naughty pixies, solemn elves and other incredible creatures slept in the huge tree house contentedly, until Gemfly let loose an amazingly loud scream. All the creatures woke with a start. Gemfly beamed, proud of her ranking as ‘general of the tree house’ and, taking advantage of it well, she screamed again. “Gemfly!” Lilac exclaimed, “We’ve talked about this…” Gemfly, in return, simply turned around and strutted off.
“Anyway…morning everyone!”she said, attempting to avoid any annoyance directed at either her or Gemfly.
“Gemfly was wondering if you wanted to have a go at her obstacle course she has been making over the week.” No one looked particularly interested.
“Okay…what if I say the winner gets let off doing the dishes for a month?” Lilac tried to reason with the many creatures staring sleepily at her. Suddenly, there was a loud rustle and when Lilac eventually opened her eyes she found the room empty and the door swinging gently on its hinges. “Well, that’s that.” And that was that. Once Lilac had changed out of her pyjamas, she walked outside into the fresh air of Orgunis, only to find everyone waiting in a line.
“Right…okay…I have nothing to do with this so just listen to Gemfly because I have no idea what’s going on.” Lilac told all the creatures; dragons, nymphs, centaurs, elves, griffins, unicorns, pegasi and many other magical and mythical beasts.
“Gryth orth darthi litenro kiopi. Rerulio gythiondi rartyi liviondi moki!” Gemfly ordered in Dragorthi, the dragon language. This meant, in Orgunic:
“There are signs beside every obstacle telling you what to do. Follow the rules of no physical contact with any living thing!” With that all the creatures raced to the starting line, showing obvious competitiveness.
“Rodrigo, maxi, DROTH!” Gemfly screeched and with that the race started. But whilst everyone went ahead, one small dragon – a cloud dragon – stayed behind, cowering beneath a tree branch.
“Nivu?” Lilac asked, “What is wrong? Are you hurt?” In response, the young dragon simply pulled the leafy branch further over his head. “There is nothing to be afraid of. Wait a second…” she said. “Gemfly!” she yelled, not in anger but simply so Gemfly was able to hear her.
“I need you!” In an instant, Gemfly stood in front of Lilac, awaiting further command.
“Please tell me what is wrong with Nivu. I fear he is ill.” Abruptly, Gemfly began speaking to the dragon in her special way (Dragorthi). Then, she informed Lilac (with at bit of trouble due to her lack of practice in the human language) of what Nivu had told her. “You see ..yorth… Lilac. Er…it’s just…”
“Yes?” Lilac asked.
“Nivu can’t ..ver.. fly.”
“But…why did he never tell me?” Lilac questioned. Gemfly translated in fluent Dragorthi.
“Rothi nock lotigh ron,” Nivu responded in a series of clicks and screeches.
“He says it was because he was afraid you wouldn’t let him stay at the tree house.” Gemfly explained.
“Why on earth would would I do that?”
“Because he thinks he’s not special, unlike the others.”
At this point, Nivu’s eyes had begun to glisten with tears. This was when, Gemfly happened to notice it. Carefully, as not to upset or embarrass Nivu, Gemfly placed a gentle paw on his talons. Nivu slowly looked up into Gemfly’s sapphire eyes.
“Ruira Gemfly…” Nivu answered almost inaudible. Gemfly didn’t reply but, unless it was Lilac’s imagination, a very worried look flickered across the crystal dragon’s face. After the conversation, Lilac had wandered back into the Mortha Tree House Sanctuary after deciding that she ought to leave Nivu and Gemfly to themselves. No more than five seconds later, Lilac heard a scream; clearly from Gemfly. Lilac rushed outside only to find Gemfly (and Nivu) gone and just a rather bedraggled-looking note in the place where they’d been standing. The note said: ‘Lilac. I have taken Gemfly to the Master. If you want to see her alive again you will stay on Orgunis until the Summer Solstice. Then, meet me outside the tree house at midnight. If you fail to, Gemfly might as well be dead already. Be wary of your actions. Signed Nivu Douthre. P.S I am an Animagal.’ Lilac stared at the letter, absolutely horrified. An Animagal was a servant of the supposedly dead Master of Evil. They could turn into one specific animal from a human and Nivu’s other form was, supposedly, a dragon. That was the point when Lilac decided to faint. Shortly after Lilac had fainted, one of the nymphs, Vivienne, demanded everyone rush her inside. Soon she woke up after a serious medical appointment from the centaurs who tried using their healing powers. Unfortunately, they didn’t work as there was nothing severe enough to heal. Once Lilac had woken up, with a violent splutter, there was a knock on the door a few seconds later. “Don’t come in unless an emergency!” Vivienne called. Then, there was a creak and the door opened downstairs.
“Is Lilac Orotoi here?” A masculine voice echoed up the ancient wooden stairs.
“Yes…” Lilac cried out weakly. A repetitive thud came up the steps as the guest made their way up. “Good evening!” he said, politely and at perfect timing – as it was the evening.
“I would like to have a private conversation with you – preferably in the woods,” the man told her. “Well Lilac is in no shape to be going anywhere so would you, please, kindly depart with your belongings,” Vivienne intervened.
“No. It’s fine Viv. I’ll only be gone a few minutes. It’s be rude to disappoint this man. Only come looking for me if I’m gone over an hour. Is that alright with you?” she said to both the man and Vivienne. With that, her and the strange guest walked out of the cosy tree house and into the darkness of the Rondorse Forest, Vivienne staring worriedly after her.
“Where are we going?” Lilac asked, glancing warily around her surroundings.
“Into the forest, where no one will find us,” the guest replied.
“What’s your name anyway?” Lilac questioned curiously.
“Me? I’m Holsden.”
Lilac heard a rustle in the branches of a huckleberry bush.
“What was that?!” Lilac said nervously to Holsden.
“Probably a nymph or something,” he answered carelessly. Suddenly, the thing jumped out the bush. It was a night griffin. “Recognise each other?” Holsden said with a rather evil-looking grin. Lilac could have sworn she’d seen those eyes before.
“No it can’t be. Can it? Lobi?”
“It is.” said Lobi as he transformed out of his Animagal form. Lilac started to back away, slowly. “But…but I thought…” Lilac stuttered.
“I was banished to Horthoid?” Lobi finished. “No. I was not. It was a mere temporary entrapment in the surface floor of the prison of Horthoid.” Lobi answered himself. As instantly as he had jumped out of the bush, he grabbed Lilac’s arm and then everything went black and, in Lilac’s case, it was because she had fainted. Again. When Lilac woke up, the first thing she noticed was her surroundings. Grey pillars surrounded her in the huge hall she was in.
Ivy curled around the stone as black and yellow poisonous flowers sprouted out of all the nooks and crannies. Bats stared at her from the dark, distant corners of the ceiling. The second thing she noticed was the fact that she was lying on the cold, dusty floor.
“Lilac…” a small voice cried out.
“Gemfly? Is that you?” Lilac searched the room for the source of the voice. She just found a few bugs, fungi and flowers until she saw a rusty grill in the corner of the room.
“Hello? Gemfly?” she called into the grill, tapping on it all the whilst.
“I am here, on the other side,” a familiar voice echoed through.
“Nivu. How could you?” Lilac cried.
“Hey! I’m here too!” another familiar person called through.
“Shut up Lobi!” Nivu yelled.
“Whatever…” Lobi responded arrogantly.
“Where am I?” Lilac demanded, suddenly feeling a surge of strength flow through her.
“You? You’re just going to stay here until the Master returns,” Nivu replied, grinning evilly behind the hole in the wall that the grill covered.
“Yes and then…mmphf….” Lobi tried to continue but soon found his mouth covered by Nivu’s hand – not that Lilac could see any of this. At this moment, Lilac felt the energy she had felt before drain out of her. She then, meekly, went and sat in the corner of the room and began to cry quietly. After wiping her eyes dry, Lilac sat up, cross legged, closed her eyes, and began to think. Hard. She stared at her surroundings and began to think up a contraption that could break through the walls. She saw: flowers, vines, rocks and pebbles, a rotten tree trunk, some leaves, pillars, walls and some netting on the floor and ceiling.
“Right,” Lilac thought, “if I could reach the vines, tie them around the tree trunk and then use it as a battering ram, that could work,” she considered resourcefully. She then set to work, and with one huge bang, and a lot of strength, the weakest part of the wall crumbled and left a small hole, just big enough for Lilac to fit through. As soon as she stepped through, she saw a seemingly empty corridor, but when she looked closer, she noticed all the nets and wires and spiked walls.
“Booby trapped…” she breathed and made a cautious step, quickly ducked as a arrow fired over her head, narrowly missing her. As Lilac made her way down the dreadful hallway, arrows fired at her, tiles dissolved beneath her feet, fire came from the walls and spikes rimmed the peculiar, circular corridor but still, Lilac had an unusual knowledge of when a spear was going to be fired at her, or a wire would be waiting to trip her up in the darkness – she seemed almost telepathic.
“Why would you do this Nivu? After all those years…” she talked to herself. After walking a few more steps, brightness shone through as the long, deadly hall came to an end. As soon as she stepped out, light temporarily blinded her and when her eyes had adjusted to the surroundings, she saw a pair of eyes staring at her.
“Hello.” And then everything went black. This time, she hadn’t fainted. One hour later, Lilac opened her eyes and lay back. Well, tried to. Not until she realised that she was tied to a wooden pole, next to a strange figure in a cloak. “Why are you here?” it asked.
“Leave me alone,” she said quietly.
“Oh, I wish Gemfly would be more careful sometimes!” Lilac murmured to herself, banging her head against the pole.
“Well, coming from a First Master, may I just say, that I found a certain crystal dragon along my way here. Do you know it?” the First Master asked, holding a sleeping Gemfly out to her. “Gemfly!” The small dragon woke with a start (and a sudden screech of delight).
“Wait…how come your not tied up?” Lilac asked.
“I have my ways,” and with that the First Master burnt the rope that bound her with a single lightning bolt.
“I am the First Master, Zapthis, Lord of Electricity and Storms! Yet these monstrous beings think they have the ability to hold me captive! How dare they flee now, but I will not go without a last goodbye to my good friend Nivu.” Zapthis continued furiously. A jolt of lightning shook the room. Lilac shuddered. This continued for approximately two hours until there was a hole in the wall just enough for the three of them to fit through. Nimbly, they climbed through with as little sound as possible, which was incredibly hard for Gemfly. Once through the unbelievably thick wall, Zapthis led Lilac and the small dragon towards Nivu’s ‘throne room.’
“We don’t need to do this! You’ll just get us all killed!” Lilac exclaimed, fear evident in her voice.
“You are far to valuable, killing you would be pointless. The same is for your dragon and I. Nivu senses something in us. Something unusual.” the First Master said mysteriously. The door opened, hinges squeaking loudly. Lilac winced, as if something had struck her. “Quiet!” she whispered to Zapthis.
“My friends! Take a seat,” Nivu said.
“You might be a Master or the First Universe, but I never knew they could be so unbelievably stubborn!” Lilac exclaimed, directed at Zapthis.
Zapthis said nothing.
“Bind them. AGAIN!” Nivu bellowed.
This time, it didn’t go black, but many colours, and Lilac felt as if her feet had disappeared beneath her. She suddenly found herself feeling slightly dizzy, but had firm earth beneath her feet.
“Ha! That will show them! You aren’t sick are you? Good. Anyway, better get moving. As the saying goes: ‘yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.’ Let’s go,” Zapthis said with unusual enthusiasm obvious in his voice.
“Where to?” Lilac asked, bewildered.
“We need to find the next Master of course! Now…where on earth could that Flamgry be? Well, I assume there name is Flamgry; or that’s how the legend goes anyway.”
“Lev’s gyo,” Gemfly said, in Orgunic. And so the next journey began; the search for Flamgry, but that is another story…