Omen: 5, 18

  Lord Biggu carried the group back to the main isnd. Umbra y on her back casually, tossing branches into the air every so often, before shooting up bolts of lightning from her fiips.

  Every time the farmers heard the lightning bolts, they winced, recalling their fight from the previous day. Rick could feel that he was different, but he wasn’t sure if he was different because he had died, or if he felt different because he was over thinking about feeling different.

  “You think too much,” Jurot said from beside the farmer.

  “Sorry?”

  “Do not apologise.”

  “No, I mean… right.” Rick cleared his throat.

  “You were alive, then you were dead, now you are alive,” Jurot said, as though life was really that simple.

  “Right…”

  The main isnd weled them in the evening, where the Goofs, Agi, and Drakon scrambled when they saw Umbra return, those out of sight going off to find ons, while the leaders of each race came to meet them at the dobsp;

  “Storm Lord! You have returned!” Shaka Ti called out, holding up her hands towards the sky.

  The other two were not quite so eager, with Zambria swiftly taking his position as the Father of Drakons, in front of the others.

  “Shaka Ti,” Umbra said, before reag down to rub her head. “Did you miss me?”

  “We all missed you.”

  “I’m certain,” Umbra replied, dryly, gng across the other faces. “You all rex, since you’ll live another day.”

  “Storm Lord, you killed many of oofs…” Shaka Ti frowned up towards Umbra.

  “I did?” Umbra asked. “I’m sorry, Shaka Ti. I must have lost my mind during the time.”

  Shaka Ti sighed, nodding her head slowly, though she tio mourn her people within her heart.

  “I will not lose my mind any longer, at least, not for a while,” Umbra said. “I will be leaving tomorrow m with the rest of the outsiders. I will return to my inal world.”

  Gasps filled the city, with each member whispering emphatically to one another.

  “So it’s true?” Zambria asked.

  “It is.” Umbra reached up a hand onto his head, like that of a mother. ‘How many years have passed? How many times did I reinate?’ She sighed, before walking past them. “e with me, I’ll expin things to you and leave you with my parting gifts.” ‘I’m sure father would do the same.’

  “Damn, she’s so cool,” Adam whispered. “Jurot, you think I’ll ever be as cool as her?”

  Jurot closed his eyes, allowing a thought to pass through his mind. “ge.”

  “Et tu, Jurot?” Adam chuckled.

  “Who is that?” Sir Vonda asked as the group returo the fire.

  “Strom’s daughter,” Adam said, sitting with the others.

  The trio of Iyrmen beside the priest leaned in, throwing their eyes towards Nirot, who nodded her head.

  “Strom’s… daughter?” Vonda watched as the woman disappeared out of sight. ‘Emperor Hadda’s daughter?’

  “We mao find her pretty quickly,” Adam said, exging a look with Jurot, before he stared down at the crag fire. ‘I don’t like this o.’

  “I am gd you have mao keep your promise,” Vonda said, noting the look on his face.

  Adam sighed, letting the tension escape through his body, before he smiled. “Yeah.”

  One of the Awakened Wolves approached Adam, tentatively pg their head beside him. Adam reached down and brushed the wolf’s fur gently. ‘I really should have treated Sky better.’ “Now that I think about it, I haven’t given you eaames yet.”

  “We have names.”

  “What are they?”

  “First Tooth, Sed Tooth, Third Tooth.”

  “Jurot, I think I found someone worse at naming things,” Adam said, gasping.

  “They are good names.”

  “Okay, maybe I’ve found two people worse at naming things.”

  “ge.”

  “You ’t use that word twi one day!”

  Meanwhile, Umbra informed the leaders of the different people about how the world was formed, and when she inally arrived, tless geions ago.

  “It was difficult enough to deal with the Drakons, sidering they were my own children, but every time they acted up, I made sure to beat them up,” Umbra said, recalling the first few geions of Drakons who had tried to quer the nearby people and nds. “Eventually, I had to set them up with all the different races, from your aors, to those who had long died out.”

  Zambria stared at her in shock as she spewed out suonsense. She was the Mother of All Drakons? Not just by title, but by the fact that she was their aor?

  “Now that I’m going, it’s going to be difficult to keep you Drakons in check,” Umbra said, her eyes pierg through Zambria. “I’m sure that, once I leave, you’ll go around wreaking havoc all across the nds, bringing the Agi and Goofs under you. So I’ll say this right now…”

  Umbra cracked her neck, smiling towards Zambria. “If I have to return to kill every st one of you, I’ll do it. I’ve long severed my emotional attat to any of you fools who have bothered me so much, and have stabbed me in the back dozens of times. If you think I’ll show you any mercy, even to your children, you’ll find none. Even if I could take you to another realm a you live there, I’d rather end the entire lih my own two talons.”

  “…” Zambria began to sweat even heavier.

  ‘What a bunch of lucky rat bastards,’ she thought. ‘I haven’t reached the heights of my father in any of my lifetimes, so you’ll at least have a ce to wound me while I sughter you all.’

  Zambria was certain she was thinking something scary, so kept his mouth shut.

  “You really must leave?” Shaka Ti asked, pouting up at Umbra.

  “I must,” Umbra said, embrag the tiny Shaka. Out of all the peoples in this world, even those long dead, none had endeared themselves to her like the Goofs. She brushed the Shaka’s hair. “Don’t worry, I’ve left tingencies in p case they act up, but don’t say that Umbra, Mother of All Drakons, had left nothing behind to the three peoples she adored most.”

  Lightning crackled between her fingers as she summoems from a small demi dimension, a crack which could store items ued by time. She held up the bde fed out of a Dragon’s Heart, her own. She would spent the st days of her lives f such great items, and this was her very first. She hahe gem bde to Zambria.

  “Take this, my first on, since you are still my desdant,” Umbra said.

  Zambria took it tentatively, thinking it was all a trick, before he gasped, feeling the great magic within it. It was definitely greater than any on they currently had in their possession, even Dragon’s Tooth, which was, as Adam would say, a Legendary Enhanced bde. This bde was simir in its might, but its additional effects were greater than Dragon’s Tooth.

  “Then, for the Agi, who have doheir duty as the warrior css of our alliance,” Umbra said, summoning out a pair of cws, each made from a separate Dragon’s Heart. “The Champion must possess one, and the other shall be given to any Agi that the alliance chooses, save the Champion.”

  “Thank you, Umbra,” Champion said, bowing her head deeply as she accepted the ons.

  “And finally, to my Shaka Ti,” Umbra began, before summoning out two items. One, an armour made of her scales, and the other ear, made of a Drago. “Hold out your hand.”

  Shaka Ti did so.

  Umbra picked Shaka Ti’s finger, and allowed the drops of blood to spill against the armour and the spear, the spear being the item she had created st. Had she been giveime, she would have created aem for the Goofs, but she had e across the Iyrmen.

  “Each of these ons are tied to Goofs, and their true potential is tied to them. These items are handed down to the Shaka, and will only be used by the Goof Shakas of the future.” Umbra picked Shaka Ti up and held her close in her arms. She whispered, not quietly in the slightest, into her ear. “If any of them do anything to yoofs, you may kill them as you please. This armour and the spear are my greatest treasures.”

  “No,” Shaka Ti said, reag up to hold her face. “You are the greatest treasure.”

  Umbra kissed Shaka Ti’s forehead. “This is why I adore you Goofs the most.”

  Shaka Ti’s eyes began to burn with tears, but she did not cry.

  As night fell, Adam stared up at the darkening sky, seeieors fall down onto the world, two or three just that night. The sparkling colours of broken stars and moons covered the sky.

  ‘How the hell are we meant to leave this pce?’

  “Adam?” Jurot called.

  “Yeah?”

  “Wheurn, may I tell the story?”

  “Of course,” Adam replied. “I’m no good at that sort of thing.”

  “I would like to hold Lanarot as I tell the story.”

  “…” Adam looked over to Jurot, who was staring at the sky, his eyes glued to the various stars. “I ’t believe you’d steal my own sister from me.”

  “She is my sister too.”

  Adam smiled, returning back to stare at the stars. “Yeah. She is.”

  I wonder how they'll get out of here...