Twilight of a Hybrid, стр. 30
He knew Marina came running behind him and this was a way of her hugging him at first sight, if she hadn’t seen him for ten years. “I knew the memories of Flavius would lead us the spot he last remembered being, and here you are,” said Marina, soft gentle-like despite having a tight squeeze on Vaeludar’s throat.
Luckily for Vaeludar, he neck muscles were stronger than Marina’s fishy, strong grip and thus making him able to breathe if she wasn’t even pulling on him. From what he was feeling, Marina was wearing the same animal skin dress she wore when she traveled with Vaeludar on his journey of the Northern Region.
From the bushes, Geraldus and surprisingly the Griffin, Flarefur. had appeared. The search went from lone wolf to a group of a Griffin, a human, a Siren, and a hybrid. It seemed Vaeludar wasn’t going to be traveling alone. He was with people and a Griffin, two of whom traveled with to the Northern Region.
Geraldus was a new addition, and they were there short three members: Gurro, Wasso, and Monico. Three more figures for Vaeludar to look after since he was the one who was the fastest, the strongest, magic-wielding, dragon-winged-legged-tailed, flesh tearing, hybrid among these living beings joining with him.
Vaeludar’s dragon-like personality dimmed with a bit of an ounce of his half humanity became to reshape in his heart and mind. Feeling slightly more at ease, he placed his hands on Marina’s arms and slipped away from her arms. “Ok, people and Griffin,” said Vaeludar. “All of you seem eager to join me, but there is more information I need from the village about where I need to go. So if you want to come or wait here while I get the information I greatly need, I will be right back.”
Vaeludar started to walk until Marina grabbed his neck again with a tighter squeeze than her first round. “You’re not going anywhere until I express more of my love into you,” she said, smiling and digging her fingernails into his skin around his front shoulders. “I will show you my love by doing by this, even if it kills you. Leaving without me wasn’t a wise thing to do:
Vaeludar would rather now take the Five-Headed Dragon than have another heated argument with his new wife. He couldn’t feel Marina’s fingernails daggering into his skin, but he could feel a strong mixture of anger and sadness swelling in her mind, a power of great confusion of a certain question Vaeludar could easily read in her mind: Does he love me or does he hate me?
Vaeludar read Marina’s mind and couldn’t tell how to answer her. He didn’t know if she had mind-reading powers like he did, but his resent actions and choices were making her believe Vaeludar does not love her, and she would be heartbroken just as easy as ripping a small leaf to smaller pieces. If she were to ask that question to him, Vaeludar wouldn’t know how to answer, for his body was like a battlefield: two ghosts fighting over one body they live in. Those ghosts would have been a human ghost and a dragon ghost. He would have been careful how to answer such a difficult question to a Siren.
So, Vaeludar decided to let Marina hold onto his neck and dig her fingernails into his skin until she felt good enough to let go of him as Geraldus and Flarefur would stand in their places and watch the Siren cradle against the hybrid.
Vaeludar and Marina stood in the same position for about fifteen minutes until Marina finally let go of her new husband. She seemed to be feeling happier than she was twenty minutes ago. Vaeludar stepped away from him and grabbed his neck.
Although he felt no pain, his muscle felt the strong pressure from Marina’s grip, which he couldn’t be thankful for. “Alright, everybody seems fit and healthy to travel,” he said. “Let’s go before the afternoon comes out of nowhere.”
Vaeludar took the first step through the bushes and the trees to find the village.
Geraldus then stepped in front of the hybrid. “Wait here, and I’ll go searching for what you need to look for,” said Geraldus. “I’ll find information you’re looking for, and bring it back to you. After all, everywhere you go, Vaeludar, disaster strikes where you talk a walk. Let me go to this village and where the Secret Laboratory would be.”
Vaeludar drew to a halt and glared at Geraldus. He seemed to be right about something: every step Vaeludar takes a great danger would be lurking around a shadowy corner somewhere. “Okay, go to the village and try to find some kind of usual information that could lead us to my parents’ secret working place,” said Vaeludar. Vaeludar stepped away from his foster father as Geraldus walked away from his foster son and disappear into nearby bushes.
After Geraldus walked away from the small group, Vaeludar walked toward his old Griffin companion. “So, you choose not to join me on this will journey, but yet you are here now,” said Vaeludar. “Did Geraldus convince you to join me otherwise?”
“No, it wasn’t him who convinced me, it was her.” Flarefur pointed his beak at Marina. “Since you joined us on the last voyage to the Northern Region, she has the same experiences we do, and she convinced me to come.”
Vaeludar turned his head to Marina. “Convinced by him to join me, eh? What kind of Siren would do that for her half-hearted husband?”
“One lovable kind of Siren that will always stick with her despicable husband, even if he was a full bodied Dragon tormenting a jealous princess from a tall tower.”
The Vaeludar turned back