Tyrant 192 Call of Duty Part 1

Rahz and the others frown for a moment but Bato quickly jumped in and calm them down, "Is not an Enemy guys so don't worry. Let's continue and let the old man handle the reception, if they need us... they will definitely call for us".

Bato took out a pair of leather wrist with a metal plate for defense and handed them over to the party girl before patting her on the head. The team had decided on her presents ahead of time and that created a nice atmosphere which ensure none were repeated. Even though Eleana chose weapons not provided by Rahz, he still presented her with the maintenance kit his own father had given him and it was well received by the little girl.

Outside the main building of the Temple, four portals opened up and the auras coming out of them couldn't be more distinct. The first group to step through was composed of four people masked by an unholy aura that quickly spread out intending to take away the life force of every single living thing it came across, thankfully, it was quickly reeled in. The leader of the group and owner of the unholy aura was a dark elf with a very stoic face who was followed by a gnome in his underwear carrying a giant sword on his back and a human coercer. It was the Blackrock Port delegation lead by Degark Harbinger and his closest aids, Giant Blade and Distortion.

The second delegation was the complete opposite, a warmth aura radiated through the portal and gave people the feeling of divinity. It was the delegation of Silverwing City and was led by Pendragon and a couple of his closed aids, a priest nobody had seen before and Arthur personal assistant, a Wizard name Tom.

"What happened to Sigfrid your highness" said Giant Blade

Ka ka ka

An undead skeleton spawn and laugh at Giant Blade's joke before it was burned to ashes by the holy aura from the Silverwing delegation.

"Better not bringing that up if you don't want another of your wives to die kiddo"

"Is that the way to behave in other people's homes?"

It was the voice of a woman with hair so blond that looked almost white, she had a crown made out of laurel leaves and a very old wooden staff hanging on her back, and her entire attire was made out of processed leather. Following behind her, there was a man wearing a mage robe who radiated an aura that distorted his features and the space around him. The moment Distortion look his way, he was transported into a nightmare world filled with his greatest fears.

If Rahz was there, he would have recognized him as the person that saved them in the Abyss right before Riddick was to be captured by the sister of the moon. The female elf was a druid and also the oldest Elf alive responsible for leading the city of Elphenheim. Elphenheim was Rahz mother's hometown and the next place on the list for the Demon Squad to head to with Eleana for a nice family reunion.

It was starting to get really lively outside the temple and it didn't take long for the fourth portal to open and for the delegates of the Erudite city to step through and greet everyone. The Erudites did not care much about the other factions present at the meeting and the frictions between them. They left the alliance many years before and secluded themselves precisely because they thought everyone else was just a bunch of brutes that didn't know anything besides waging war. If it wasn't for the fact that it was their people that had been station in Dragonkin territory to monitor their activities, they would have stayed at home instead of coming to the meeting in order to convince the Monks to help them.

"Greetings, great leaders of the realm. The Grand Elder is this way"

The delegates followed behind the monk in charge of receiving guests and very quickly reached the front of the giant statue where the Grand Elder always meditated. The Grand Elder looked like a tiny statue and remained motionless even after the powerful auras of the leaders of the alliance crashed against his body. He felt as big and immovable as a huge mountain and this feeling was enhanced by his breathing that had been reduced to a bare minimum putting him in an inanimate state.

"There are news from beyond the Shattering Scar" Said DegarK.

"The Dragonkin have been attacking each other and the casualties are considerable. This is the best moment to attack them and reduced our casualties" said Pendragon.

"The Poison Dragon Venekious is rumored to be in a confrontation against Nefarius and their dispute is starting to affect the number of their troops. Although the inner sanctums are still intact as far as we know, the outer area is almost nonexistent". Said the Elf Elder

"There is also a rumor that Leviathan's rule is being Challenge by a new beast that has been gaining ground in the past year" Said the Erudite.

The Leaders reported all the information regarding the situation in the lands beyond the Shattering Scar and all of the bizarre incidents that had been happening to the outer areas in each of the realms ruled by the dragons. The reports didn't stop until the break of dawn, at which point the Strongest individual in the alliance opened his eyes and said, " You want to break the balance and attack the Dragonkin while they fight among themselves. You want me to take care of the Chaos Dragon during the War..."

"I am sorry but that is not possible"

"Why!!!" Screamed the priests from Silverwing city.

The people sitting around turned to look at the stupid person that dare to speak out of place and jepardise their plans with comptempt and they knew that Pendragon would not let it slide.

BOOM!!
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The priest flew backwards and hit a wall before he even realized that he had been cut across the chest. The aura around the cut was filled with holy power as hot as the sun melted his blood the moment it came out.

"Amitabha is Great"

A green like mist came out of the Statue of the monks ancestor that was standing behind the grand elder and enveloped the priest like the gentle hug of a mother to her child and not only healed him back to perfect health but it also dissipated the holy power around the wound.

"The reason I said it was not possible for me to take care of Nefarious is not that I don't want to, It is simply that I can't. Nefarius is a Level 55 Chaos Dragon and unless many possessing an Avatar Set fight him, there is no hope to even break his scales"

"What do you suggest we do Elder... we might not have another opportunity like this" said Degark

"If you can set your differences aside and help the Chosen finish their avatar sets then the Temple of the Rising will follow the Champions of Elysian into battle"

"What do you think Arthur? Are you willing to return the other pieces that you took from our sets?"

"Only for the ones that have a chosen" said pendragon.

"What about the God of Justice set"

"It has been completed and is ready to use by me..."

"Grand Elder…. Grand Elder looked at what I got… I am going to become a shadow master"

The elder smiled at the little girl coming his way and didn't mind that she just sat beside him and started showing him all her presents. The powerful members of the delegations looked in awe at the ability of the little girl to disregard the power of all the people in the room. Only the Level 50's were able to discern that there was a magic ward stopping anything from approaching the little girl.

It was a very peculiar sight but the surprises didn't stop there, a group of people were walking inside the building led by a Half Elf/Half Barbarian with the face of a 15 year old and amazing blond hair.

The First to notice and recognized the young man was the priest that had been sent flying by Arthur Pendragon and was trying to be as quiet as a mouse. The moment he saw the blond hair and the Elf ears he stood and forgot where he was all over again, " YOU FIEND!! … HOLY SMITE".

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