[BreakABone]

Okay, I am going to say, but can't guarantee. Two more sections after this shall wrap up the first book.... I hope.
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5
The flicker of light now danced in Dylflon’s eye. It had a quality about it that made it both alluring and frightening.

He slapped himself hard across the face several times; he could not allow it to distract him. Before his eyes, he hoped that he was imaging this creature. A creature with bloodshot eyes that screamed out not in pain but in joy of making others suffer. A smile that was as sinister as it was warming.

The creature… the imagined creature Dylflon had to remind himself possessed what appeared to be traits from all of the Thearian soldiers. His hands danced with a glow of both fire and ice. His feet did not touch the ground as he gently glided around the room. Dylflon could not make it out, but he assumed his body was rock hard.

Dylflon stood hidden in the shadow wondering whether or not he should approach this being. After the hostile greetings, he received from the others he feared what would happen here. On the other hand, he had to find his friend and rescue him. He would not… could not be a failure.

So Dylflon took a second to muster all the courage in his body then he slowly crept towards this being of enormous power.

Without turning around, the creature spoke in a very satanic voice, “Who are you?”

The voice riveted in the chamber sending a cold shiver down Dylflon’s spine. The courage that was recently acquired snuck back into a locked vault in Dylflon’s head.

Now only his desire to save his friend spoke, all-be it in a timid voice, “My name is Dylflon, and I am searching for my friend Dyne.”

The creature sniffed out his icy hand with a gigantic blast of fire. Steam and smoke filled the room. The significance of the message was not lost on Dylflon. “Ahh! My precious water holder, I knew I should have packed a singular group, but then my powers would have manifested themselves too soon.”

A sneaking suspicion on the identity of this creature began to overtake Dylflon. “Let me put your mind to rest, I am indeed the original Thear or as close as you can get at the moment. You see while my true powers unlock when my four spirits converged, I can not return to my physical form until the final piece is found. And in order to do that, I will need to continue to use your friend as a host.”

Dylflon wanted to shout out that you can’t do that, but it would be wrong as he himself has forced people to do a lot of terrible things on his will. But this was different… it had to be different it was Dyne.

“Listen, what if we found you another host? Maybe one that’s stronger or faster or smarter? Anyone else?”

The wall behind Dyflon slowly creaked forward as Thear spoke, “Do you think me a fool! Do you not think I considered all options when looking to transfer my powers?! Do you not think I picked the candidates that were best suited for MY agenda! Your friend is a perfectly able host, and if you want to help him out you will assist my other 3 agents in tracking down the final piece to return me to my physical form.”

“And if I refuse?” Dylflon was finding his voice now.

“Ha ha ha ha! You won’t refuse. You care too much about your friend, but let’s entertain the thought for a second, I would crush you, and then I would crush your little friend out there.”

A small view to the outside world opened as Swan and Fox were tossed across the beach by Geo. “As a matter of fact, to show you I mean business.”

The scene moved too quickly for Dylflon to catch it all, but he faced Thear, “Okay you dirty bastard, I’m in!”
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