Voidian jabbed Maulon, this time piercing his armor.
Um... what? Maulon isn't there. Anyway...
Dargill:
Maulon trudged up the huge, daunting mountain. Near the top, there was a lair guarded by a group of angry, corrupted, Ice Dragons. He gazed out at the rest of the Elements world.
"Hmph." he thought.
"Like those stupid Armagios stand a chance.As an elite Voidian, he had supreme sight, and could see the unmistakable glint of an elite Voidian's helmet lying on the ground. But what was it doing there?
He also noticed a Voidian a few feet away from it heading to pick it up, wielding a silver trident.
"Zarian," thought Maulon. Zarian was another one of the most feared Voidians, with skills rivaling Maulon. Zarian was, of course, Maulon's worst rival.
There. The gate. I have to warn the Emperor. Most of them probably escaped.Maulon continued his task, looking around for any sign of the Dragons. That was when he saw one. But it wasn't an Ice Dragon. It was the golden Devonian Dragon. It was swooping right at him from the dark sky. It slammed into the snow as Maulon dodged.
"I thought I'd find you here," it said.
"Petula, wasn't it?"
"No. That is my title, you idiot. My name is Dargill."
"Okay, then Dargill. Let's make a deal. You leave me alone, and I leave you alone."
"That's not why I'm chasing you. Hand over the Jewel Of Time."
"Oh, this?" Maulon said, pulling out the precious stone.
"Yes, that. What else?" spat Dargill.
"Well, then... catch me if you can!" said Maulon, running off.
"I'm getting really sick of this," said Dargill.
The Forest Of Linegard:
"Quick!" yelled a healed Argon. "We need to reach the gate before it closes!"
The light of the Dimensional Gate was fading and it was getting smaller.
"We just might make it!" he yelled.
Argon leaped through the gate, followed by the rest of 4th Division, except someone was missing.
"Hey! Where's Xander?" asked Argon.
The rest of 4th Division shrugged.
"Well, he'll find his way," said Argon.
Argon looked around.
"Where are we?" he asked.
4th Division looked around as well. 'Dunno' was the general consensus.
Argon and 4th Division searched through what they guessed were extremely tall trees.
"Looks like a forest," someone said from the crowd.
"Come on," said Argon. "We have to meet up with the other Divisions,"