Elyenora, Mon'Ter, and Sereia all looked at Samuel with worry while Lanos did his work. Namir held the magical sphere connected to them all still and stood beside him, he himself also seemed to glance at the mage every now and then."What will we do if he has drawbacks…" Sereia mumbled near them."I don't…" Elyenora whispered back, furrowing her brows as she did. "I don't know…""Namir said people died due to it, but…" Mon'Ter joined in. "I hope Sam doesn't have the same thing happen to him…""We'll just have to wait and see then," Sereia said, stretching out her arms and straightening her back as she did. "And we’ll see what happens once we're back in elf town."“Hey, you guys,” Samuel called out to them. “I’ll go check out the rest of this place and see where the treasure room is, we might find some artifacts in here.”“Oh! Magic boom boom stuff!” Namir grin

Mon’Ter walked alongside Spiritus Finis and king Agathon as they made their way towards the room connecting the Nature’s Keep with Mora’s realm of white. Along the hallway, Agathon did not forget to tell his servants about his plan of a grand feast in the nightly evening, he told them to make sure there would be lots of amazing food whenever they decided to return here. Once the servants boasted of how amazing the food would be tonight, Mon’Ter felt like he may very well go back on his word about skipping dinner.‘You know, food does sound like a good thing to have tonight,’ the chimera thought with a finger on his chin, his drool slightly running. ‘Yeah, food would be good, I regret my earlier blunders and revoke them completely!’ he weirdly raised a hand as if making a victory pose, which shocked the servants and surprised the two people he’d been following. Mon’Ter didn’t mind, he simply thought more about t

“A mercy kill?!” Mon’Ter shouted at the king with a scowl. “So you just killed them?!” “I did, yes,” Agathon turned back to Mon’Ter to show his conviction, he’d furrowed his brows and wrinkled his brow. “I do not regret that decision, no matter how much I wish there was another way out of it!” the king grit his teeth hard, sharply in taking another breath before speaking again. “The sad truth is simply that there wasn’t. You are either able to overcome this addiction to magic power or you cannot! There are no in betweens when it comes to this, Mon’Ter!” The chimera clicked his tongue and marched to the wall on the side; he raised his fist and punched through it in rage as he roared. “DAMN IT!” his fist caused the wall to collapse and dust to flow into the air, more than a dozen rooms got destroyed in the process of the shock wave which ensued from his fist’s velocity. “Don’t cause such a ruckus now, Mon’Ter,” Agathon said as he weaved his finger with fast mov

After the teleportation process finished, the two still moving party members found themselves deafened and blinded by the execution of the magic and general transportation. Paired with the bright sky, it was a killer combo. Mon’Ter and Sereia both had to squint their eyes a few times to adjust as the sudden light from the sun had simply blinded them almost completely.“Ugh… This is too much light,” Sereia placed a hand over her eyes to try to adjust her vision more appropriately, albeit, it didn’t quite seem to work like she’d like it to.“Damn… Why is it so bright…” Mon’Ter, too, grumbled, but as his eyes finally adjusted, he gasped out in pure shock. “Wha-”There was a grand flame burning in the city center, multiple piles so tall they reached up to the roofs of buildings and so numerous they covered the entire view. At the base of some, he could see people scattering and scurryin

The two old men began to plan their next actions together with Mon’Ter. With a clear sight for their next target, they would have to do whatever it took to assist Elyenora and Samuel. Randus came up with a way to do things, he would send Mon’Ter and Leonidas together through a long distance teleportation gate of his own, and he would remain here in Weylorn. By now, more than half the populace had succumbed to the curse. The survivors were quarantined, of course, but that didn’t do much in terms of bringing them peace of mind. After Randus began to succumb to the curse himself, the citizens no longer had a leader to turn to, and that devolved them into a sort of mindless mob lurking around the corners and straying far from people with the aim of survival. Seeing the bodies of your loved ones fall one after the other to an unknown sickness after a dragon attack will do that to people, and because of that, Weylorn had grown lawless. Now, with Randus awake and healthy again, how