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myth dropped the useless hilts of what were once swoards, and let loose a barage of crystals at saphira, each one exploding with, electricity, ice, fire, water, stones, bright flashes, gunpowder explosions, or shards of ice. each one aimed at one of saphira's vital organs, myth's arms were blurs as he spewe them out.

myth followed on foot, he was begining to run low on crystals so, he lessened the barage to only water and electricity... "prepare to die...." he stopped completely, and took a single link of silver chain from a pocket. and tossed it at saphira.((the link of chain is magical, and multiplys to form a magical web of chains. it's also known as the yanri wyvern trap, but it works on any dragon.))

Saphira stared at Aiden in surprise, regaining her footing she looked at her wing, the membranes on the wing were healing fast(just as dragons do). Her wing was sore but it was healed, grabbing Aiden with her front claws she jumped into the air and soared away. "Thank you Aiden" Saphira swung him up onto her back. "Now do you know where Demonia is?"

your welcome, by the way i has not seen her, but i hope shes fine
:he begins to look on the ground to see if he could see her or the other person who was attacking them:

may i ask you a question, who was that guy back there i think i has seen him before???

myth now sat atop a cliffside, admiring the fine blaze he had made, about a mile wide, by two miles across. he had a bandage around his pierced hand, and bandages on his face where saphira's tail's spikes had dug into his face. "time for a good sleep, what is a hunter if he does not know his own limits." he stood up and walked over to a large tree near the cliff, and settled down for some sleep.

myth tried to sleep, but the dream kept coming back it wasn't like he didn't know what would happen, but it was always a bit disturbing. he saw a black and red female dragon. quietly he watched and listened as the voices of they who never wake whispered into his ears. he could never hear them, but later would understand what they meant as he completed his task. finnaly he saw himself standing over the dragoness, prepaired to strike the final blow.

*gasp!* myth sat up in a cold sweat, his hands wrapped around his scythe, whiteknuckled.the voices becoming clear for the first time, de....demon.....demonia.......demonia! they urged him "so, i am to seek the dragoness Demonia"

myth didn't sleep the rest of the time, he knew he couldn't. instead he made plots and plans of attack, what would be best to take out the dragoness, and avoid another slip up. he unwrapped his hand and face, they were both healed, but were still shown as scars. "i shall attack soon"

ok : he begins to do what she ordered him to and he suddently could see the entrance to the cave: