Twilight of a Hybrid, стр. 82
For the next few minutes, King Uragiru quietly read what was written in front of him while Valverno, Marina, Geraldus, and Sora stood quietly, waiting for the king to be done and discover what has been done to the hybrid. Then the king had stopped reading and looked up, closing the book on its back hardcover.
“So that is what you really are… Valverno?” asked the king.
The hybrid nodded.
“Ralenskrit and Belverda were never my parents; the Crystal Dragon and the woman from the legends every human has heard of: Celestreá la Mùne. I am a demigod born in the ancient land of Pangaea and the Second Generation of Living Life, with the other girl you saw: Sora, my half-sister and the original White Knight of Charity.
“The legends which you heard of are all true. And I have been chosen by the Crystal Dragon to wipe out Lusìvar before he does the unthinkable, releasing a greater threat worse than he is.”
“What bigger threat can be bigger than Lusìvar?” asked Uragiru. The king strolled over to get a goblet filled with wine and walked back to the others. “He showed up once around here with a small army. And you did say you fought him as a Five-Headed Dragon?”
Valverno nodded his head.
“Then there is nothing to be about or to be afraid of an ancient being from ancient lands of ancient time. He power is just little, and we are allies with the creatures. They all live in the Valley of Mythical Creatures, and those allies are: Centaurs, Dragons, Fairies, Griffins, Merpeople, Pegasi, Sea Serpents, and Unicorns.
“Their powers are greater when they all fight together. With the magic flowing through our allied creatures and an army of humans with them, we can overcome the threats of the dead Shadow King. What do we have to fear or yet what other threats could be Lusìvar possess?” Then Uragiru took a sip of his silver goblet after he asked Valverno of the threats.
“Unlike me who the gods chose me to counterattack against him, Lusìvar has been chosen by larger, deadlier, ancient creatures from the long, distant past, King Uragiru. Lusìvar isn’t just a spirit, a creature, or a person; he is a child of the real threats buried somewhere below the seas.”
“What do you mean?” asked Marina. “When did you know about anything about an ancient spirit? The Shadow King is the only threat the islands face?
“I saw it in the eyes of the Leviathan, the King of the Titans, while I was drowning in the Pool of Shadows, and brace yourselves for I am about to say.” Valverno paused and took a deep breath and said, “Lusìvar is a Titan!”
The king suddenly spat out the liquid he was sipping from his mouth. Then he could cough out small drops he inhaled into his throat. “What? Lusìvar is what?”
“A Titan, the first creatures made by the gods: The ones who revolted against their creators in order to obtain godly power only gods only have. Lusìvar has been chosen by them to bring them back from a prison believed to be buried underwater somewhere.”
“Then why was the Leviathan, the first Titan, the King of the Titans, the most powerful Titan managed to be so easily defeated by three figures small as houseflies?” asked the king. “Titans are powerful giants with enough power to sink both islands beneath the seas, even five thousand Dragons couldn’t able to kill a teenage Titan. Answer me, Valverno: how did the Leviathan fall before us when it is considered to be the most powerful Titan of all the Titans in the First Generations?”
They all had wondered faces, wondering what answer was the best or the right one or if there was supposed to be an answer at all.
“I’ll tell you why as I read from the Leviathan’s mind,” answered Valverno. “Lusìvar is the son of the Leviathan, the Prince of the Titans.”
Realization was coming to everyone around him.
“Yes,” Valverno continued, “The Leviathan’s son is Lusìvar, and Lusìvar is the one to bring back the Titans from their imprisoned lair the gods put them in. And with the death of the king, the heir becomes the new king. The Leviathan’s dead, and Lusìvar’s the new King of the Titans.” Valverno paused again to catch his breath before he would continue again. “Lusìvar is the Catalyst into freeing the Titans from their prison, and I am the Catalyst of the gods to counter against him. He was chosen by the Titans to free them, and I was chosen by the gods to stop him from fulfilling his mission. I need to find the last armor artifact, attach it to my body, and kill him.”
“Just how many Titans are there?” asked Sora.
“Speaking of the only surviving beasts, which are about five-to-ten thousand feet from a human’s foot,” said Valverno. He gathered his thoughts for a short moment before turning to the king. “There are about seven living, breathing, imprisoned Titans.”
Sora listened as a small scent of fear struck her face.
Seven Titans!
And all of them still living were horrifying for her to hear. The Leviathan was bad enough, but going against seven giants bigger than the mountains would be catastrophic for her to handle yet along with the power of four White Knights wouldn’t be enough to stand against those odds.
“Life, as we know, it will come to an end if the Shadow King does fulfil his mission, and I’m the only mortal with godlike power to cast him away, but my power is still two-thirds restored,” said Valverno. “I have only one left to find. Then I’ll be powerful enough to somehow cast Lusìvar away for good.”
“You sound more confident than I thought you would be,” said a female voice.
Geraldus, Marina, Sora, and Valverno were startled by the hearing of a woman’s voice coming from a nearby pillar carved from floor to ceiling. They