Chapter Three: Old Quests
Zephyr noticed the forest of white trees distorting again to reveal another reality. The mountain-like entity was disappearing with the change.
"Wait!" he had oddly felt comforted with this strange being and didn't want to return to his state of rage and confusion. "What does 'skill' mean? What was the former host's mission? Am I to kill all humans?"
He felt guilty for having so many questions but a while ago, he was only a dragon who died strangely and couldn't remember how, yet was asked to avenge his death and many others'.
"Humans aren't worthy to avenge the dragons so I'm calling you to do it, Zephyr." the voice became distant. "Don't fail me. Don't fail Raxatia."
Zephyr was sucked out of that space to a river of darkness. He struggled to get out, not appreciating visiting the place the second time within a short while.
