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"i know his wrong and i want to say thanks to both of you" he looks into the sky "if myth is going to battle us tomorrow we better most get some battle tactics and i think i should train in the use of other weapons and maybe also the powers inside me, does any of you know the perfect place to train??"

looks on demonia then back on saphira "i think its a great idea demonia,but if we has to go there we all most do it toghetter and by the way...." he looks into the heaven " i am afraid really afraid... about this mess is going to be worse than ever" he looks on demonia "im ready demonia we dont has a lot of time we most take to the place now, saphira are you with us" he looks on the dragon hoping that she would say yes and they could fight together, but he was knowing that it maybe wont happend

myth sat on the bank of a small stream, watching the water, his tail flicked back and forth slowly. his scythe was across the ground in front of him, it's scarred metal blade reflecting the suna dn the sky, it's old worn wooden rod lightly sitting on the leaves. "i fear this may not be enough" he took a crystal and put it in the water, it disolved intantly. then he look his scythe and gently put it into the water as well. the metal blade began to melt away, and the wood splintered anc cracked from the magic, after a minutes or so, myth removed his scythe, the metal had hidden it's true blade, an ancient dragon tooth, weathere by time, but still as strong as it had been centuries ago. the rod was a dragon's bone, probably from the same dragon as the tooth. myth inspected his weapon, "hello old friend.." he spun around and then slashed at a nearby tree. nothing happened, the tree just stood there, myth stood up and walked away, as the pin-line slash through the gian oak took it's tole, and the tree fell. "still got it, heh"

myth spent the rest of the day communing with nature, taking the time to know every leaf and twig, working everything into a plan.

aiden bow and draw a sword it was time for him to show what he has learned down here

Saphira sat down against a tree and watched the battle. Only her head moving.

Demonia swerved to miss the ball of energy and tried a blast of continuous hell fire.

myth sat on the ground in the middle of the clearing where he had last met demonia, saphira and aiden. he sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to meditate. still as stone, he was, seeming almost dead, his breathing was once every 30 seconds. as time passed the clear sky became darkened with clouds, far off thunder boomed, a forebearance of things to come. the thunder head stayed over the forest, wind did not blow, and rain did not fall. everything in nature seemed to be holding it's breath.