Twilight of a Hybrid, стр. 91
He flapped his wings and grabbed Sora by her waist and gave her the book to carry. Sora quickly tucked it away in her robe. He flew from the direction of the witch and the Piper and to Marina, who he grabbed with his second hand.
“Hybrid, what are you do—” Marina stayed horrifically silent, gazing at Valverno’s scar given to him by the Piper with his two daggers. “What-what has happen?”
Valverno paid no attention to Marina’s question and aimed to get out of the throne room. As Valverno rose high into the air, he inhaled a large sum of air and exhaled down a large sum of a blazing orange of fire.
The fire splat onto the ground and covered the entire throne room in a blaze of hotness. From the fire, Geraldus flew up to join the hybrid. “What on the two islands are you do…ing?” Geraldus too looked at Valverno’s right eye, and his scar.
Valverno blinked at the White Knight of Loyalty.
“Getting out of here, and going to see your family in the Western Region, and to discuss about a certain metal that can pierce my skin and may pierce my brain or my heart.”
With a sudden warning, a few magic blasts were fired from the fire. The two flyers dodged out of the way and the Piper jumped through the heavy fire covering the entire throne room’s floor, engulfing the king and the witch out of view.
The Piper didn’t come close to killing the hybrid but managed to fling one of the daggers to Valverno.
Valverno moved with an inch length of the dagger’s pointed tip, but the dagger’s sharp blade grazed a little more skin at the bottom of his new scar. Then Valverno snapped his tail at the dagger, carrying the weapon at the tip of his tail.
After catching the dagger, Valverno looked at the stained glass window at the back of the throne room. The hybrid took charge in that direction and exhaled a powerful gush of wind toward the glass, making a hole through the window and glass shattering to many shining dust.
Both Valverno and Geraldus exited through the hole and out of the fiery throne room. Marina and Sora were confused of what was going on, and couldn’t think of why the men were withdrawing from the fight.
Sora tried to argue, but Valverno wouldn’t listen to her; he was focused on retreating. After getting out of there, Sora was irritated by being carried by Valverno and saw it as a coward’s way of turning away from battle.
“What are you doing?” asked Sora. “We need to turn back and kill those people.”
“Do you think I didn’t want to. I wanted to. However, the Piper I hated all my life gave me a new reminder: I have a weakness, and if we stayed in there, there would have been a chance I could have gotten killed. And I don’t know why I didn’t pick up the Piper’s scent from my nose, and I could detect any scent in the throne room. Yet the Piper kept his scent a secret. We are retreating to the Western Region and plan what to do next.”
Valverno flew higher into the sky and higher and higher, without looking back at the capital city. His flying direction turned toward from flying to the sky, to the direction of the east. He, along with Geraldus, went flying to the Western Region. They both needed to inform the other beings of King Uragiru’s betrayal and a witch had joined Lusìvar’s side.
ON THE BEACHES
Valverno and Geraldus soared past Geraldus village and on the shorelines of the beaches. Valverno released the two girls he was carrying, as Geraldus reverted back into his ordinary man’s form and pretended he never was a White Knight. The hybrid walked over to the shoreline, the waving water soared past his dragon feet. His eyes ushered great disappointment; the King Uragiru had betrayed them allied with the Shadow King Lusìvar.
It was just at the brick of sunset. The orange sun in the distant horizon glittered in his eyes. Instead of seeing it as a priceless view, Valverno saw the brightness as dull as his life.
Everything he saw within the time that happened so fast. Valverno found the answers he had been searching for, but he’d never expected them to be dark as he thought. He was never the son of a mortal dragon scientist or a witch doctor; he was a demigod from an ancient land of Pangaea, a legendary hero from the stories he heard from Geraldus.
And the witch, Belverda, was never his mother to begin with, but a witch trying to subdue the hybrid into a torment of being control by the witch, trying to use his godly power for Lusìvar.
Valverno had learned from Belverda wanted to use the demigod’s godly power as a weapon for Lusìvar’s rise to power, but ended up backfiring on her. And Valverno had no idea of where Ralenskrit was fitting in the idea of experimenting of Valverno, and he’ll never know since Ralenskrit was in an eternal stone prison.
Sora placed a hand on his shoulder, connecting to his mind and reading the distraught he had fallen upon: the harsh truth of Belverda trying to use Valverno as a weapon. Sora could feel a great darkness growing inside him: a dreadful lust to kill Belverda. She felt this growing slowly like a snail moving with a heavy shell.
Sora could feel herself becoming afraid of Valverno’s growing darkness. She couldn’t think Valverno would not become a demonic voice just like Lusìvar was: the great being he was trying so hard to get rid of. He was nowhere the same hybrid she remembered looking up to when she was a kid; Sora wasn’t seeing the