Theo Gorgon’s human face turned from anger into great sorrow. Never before has someone or thing ever understood this Gorgon wasn’t involved in dark magic but as being an outsider. How would this one hybrid that fought a five-headed dragon spare her life or even give her a second chance of life?
Vaeludar walked over towards the wounds. With a wave of an arm, a small icy breeze covered with wounds with chilling feeling for the Gorgon. Then Vaeludar positioned both his hands on several bloody, thin holes his elbow spies pierced to rig himself free when he was being choked.
The touch of his skins made the Gorgon grunt and groan but she held her pouting, feeling the pain from the icy touch. The cold made her felt like the thing she was: a cold-hearted stone-er; a power to turn people to stone, and she had no regrets… until now.
Vaeludar whipped the wounds clean with his hands. After that, he turned his attention towards the cut tail. The Gorgon’s tail was bleeding terribly like lava spewing out of a volcano. His touch the blooding ripped end with his hand and squeezed hard, which made the creature yelled more in her misery. Afterword, Vaeludar pulled out a regular snake tail, not with a scorpion stingy end. The beast he originally planned to kill he had spared.
“But why?” she demanded.
“I’m the opposite of the Shadow King Lusìvar,” answered Vaeludar, walking over to her upper body. “I’ll never be. I believe in second chances; a state to redeem yourself. All living things deserve a second chance if they are given. And I believe everyone and creature have their own unique talents.
“I have talents. Humans are talents. Dragons, Unicorns, and you are talented if you use them for evil also, and you don’t have to be evil to prove that you are more talented than others. Find it in your heart and mind that if you go in the right direction, in the light, you will find something special about you and use it to for the righteousness.” Vaeludar reached out his hand towards her. “Touch my hand and see the light.”
Surprisingly, the Gorgon did and touched the hybrid’s hand. Suddenly, a bright light shined in her eyes. For all of her life, she felt like a complete disgrace for living creatures. Hiding behind her shadows, she could have never belonged to the human world. Then her life went upside-down when this hybrid came, battled her, spared her, and showed her the light. Removing her hand, he faintly breathed. “Never before I felt someone would… like me or even show me kindness.”
“If you have enough patience like I did waiting in the shadows, a light would have sparked and you would have been ready.”
“What can I do now?” she asked for advice.
“Free these captured souls from their stony prisons. I know they aren’t dead. Release them and ask for the forgiveness from their families. Let them tell you what they felt of losing their loved ones and the feel about you. Do these and within time, could be days, months, or years, you will be accepted into human society like me and live free from evil for the rest of your life and follow the light and don’t stray from its path. If you do, you will become evil again and you won’t be given a third chance. Death will only find you.”
The Gorgon dripped tears from her snake-like eyes, tears of joy and sadness made her eyes turn human. Apparently, there was a human side in that snake body of hers.
Vaeludar nodded at her and departed into the skies and back to find Flavius.
FOREST SPIRITS
Vaeludar managed to find Flavius in the woods since they both traveled to the unknown lands of the Northern Region. Since their discovery of northern clans, they soon learned there were five clans, five kinds of people under the slavery of Lusìvar, the Pied Piper, and the three witches. And after ultimately killing Lusìvar’s five headed dragon body, Vaeludar has been trying to connect the Northern Region the other regions in the south.
For about six months, progress has been steady but slow. Trades are coming slow over the mountain border, the clans of the Northern Region were still scared at the sight of the mythical creatures, and most importantly, Vaeludar was spending time trying to find the laboratory his parents once used.
Now Vaeludar was coming close to his parents’ laboratory. This village he found has to lead it directly to it. His entire search has led him to this village; with potential he will find a villager will lead him directly there.
Vaeludar spent nearly half an hour to find Flavius and his squad of soldiers. Being a half dragon, he used his scent skills to find Flavius. The hybrid managed to catch up to his foster brother through a dense forest. Vaeludar manage to find them at their campsite.
“And he is alive,” announced Flavius. Flavius was standing near a burnt-out fireplace.
“I couldn’t more alive than I am,” replied Vaeludar. “You left quite me little trace. And thanks to me being half dragon, I used my sense of smell to track you back here.”
“Are you so lonely in the woods you’re now sniffing m—”
“Don’t even go there,” Vaeludar interrupted. “I’m marrying a Siren. Remember that, Flavius. Marina is waiting for me to go back home. But we’ve come so far in the borders of the Greenwood Forest. We are getting close to our destination, but very closer if we could ask those villagers if they know anything of my parents’ laboratory.”
“What about this Gorgon?” Flavius asked. “Have you dealt with that evil creature, brother?”
Vaeludar’s eyes exploded with reality; telling about sparing the Gorgon’s life was going to be quite a shocking event to talk about. All Gorgons were ever told to be were wicked and deceitful like Sirens creatures of evil hearts. Vaeludar’s was pounding hard he didn’t know how to
