Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

For the outside world, only ten minutes mostly passed, and when he stood up again and flew to the sky; he had such a confident and content smile over his face.

"This world… still holds many secrets!" he said while heading straight towards a certain direction.

'Ding! I have to warn you, passing through this way will leave you somehow weakened!'

His system warned, yet he kept flying upwards, heading to the stars! What Anna told him minutes ago uncovered a great secret of this world; giant portals that helped to link the vast places here together existed.

All he needed to do was to fly higher than ever; go beyond the limits of the sky and then he would find a small map to use; according to her description.

"All I need to do is just fall," he said before laughing, "anyone can fall, right?"

'Ding! But it's dangerous! You need to know once used this path, you will appear far away from your city,' the system warned before adding more weight to its words, 'you have less than two days to come back to the academy; or did you forget about this?'

"I didn't," Arthur shook his head before adding, "yet you know I can return from anywhere to the star map, while my team can return from the gate at the city. Nothing bad will happen."

'Ding! What about your main army? They are attacking the stronghold and leaving them like this will put them in danger!'

"Why are you nervous about this?" Arthur noticed the strange tone and attitude of his system.

'Ding! Because you will lose my support for a whole day each time you pass through this map!'

This time Arthur was speechless! He depended a lot on his system, and now he couldn't use this support at all. "Will I lose all the abilities for a day?"

'Ding! Not the abilities, but my guidance and services in hard times.'

Arthur heaved a long sigh of relief before saying: "Don't worry then, I won't put me in any danger while you are sleeping."

'Ding! I hope so despite doubting that!'

"Hehehe, have some faith in me," Arthur laughed as he continued to fly higher, heading closer to his target.

The sky was shrouded in clouds in the early morning of the day; yet when he approached it he noticed the presence of bright light at the distance.

He headed up, and the more he did the more this light became shiner. The sky seemed endless, and he started to feel tired. But he continued to push higher and higher until he couldn't feel his wings anymore.

"Where is this map?" he angrily said while trying to withstand this pressure exerted over his body from extreme pain. No answer came to him, and after a minute he couldn't feel his body anymore.

The bright light was just there! "Just a couple of flaps and I will be there," he tried to encourage himself and drive some power to his exhausted wings.

Yet he failed! It was such a short distance but his wings couldn't keep on. His body fell from such height , while the cold air in this high altitude haunted his face and body. "Damn!" he screamed as he couldn't move his wings anymore.

He started to catch speed, heading straight towards the ground. The earth came near with each passing minute, and he didn't give up flapping his wings.

"If I fail to move away, at least I can't die here," he gritted his teeth as he waited. If his wings were useless, then he would use his gloves!

Just as he passed the area of clouds, he was finally able to breathe the warm air of the early morning again. His body started to regain its senses yet it wasn't fast enough.

The earth drew faster.

"Screw it," he cancelled his transformation the next moment while returning again to the human form. He clenched his fists and waited. "I have to time out this," he muttered before watching the earth and trying to speculate the right moment to act.

"Now," he shouted before activating his gloves' ability. The next moment his body vanished from place, appearing ten miles far from his first location. Yet his speed didn't decrease much!

"Again!" he used the glove once more, and jumped ten miles, then ten miles, and he kept doing this for five times in a row before finally there was not enough distance from earth.

He changed his body to become a dragon, yet his landing was so harsh that it caused a strong rumble to the ground around.

"Cough… cough… this landing…" he stood shakily with his injured body to find himself in a deep crater created by his fall. He glanced at his body; littered with bruises and wounds all over.

"Sigh, I didn't only fail yet I have all these wounds," he didn't delay and sprayed fire directly over his body.

This time he healed faster than before as he kept releasing his fire for five minutes. Once finished, his body was almost healed, and his strength mostly returned to its peak.

"I have to return to the stronghold then and wait for new there," he flapped his wings and left the crater while moving in the sky.

"What the hell is that?!"

The moment he did so, a strange scene appeared in front of his eyes; an ocean!

He observed this for a moment before recalling the map Olor drew to him. "There was no ocean there," he muttered before he returned to the ground; hid inside a thick group of trees and then entered his garden again.

He headed directly towards the tree of mirrors. "Olor must have answers to this," he muttered while his mind gave him the only possible explanation here; he managed to move away from his place as planned!

"If so then I have missed the map, or I couldn't control my travels here," he said to himself while hanging all his hope for answers on what Olor would say.

The moment he reached there he didn't delay knocking over the mirror that appeared in front of him until Olor's face appeared a couple of minutes later.

"Master," he said, with respectful words and sly tone, "your deeds are causing a stir right now, hehehe."

"Really?" Arthur laughed.

"You should be in your academy, yet you are here, hehehe."

Olor seemed quite amused by this situation, and Arthur just laughed and didn't say anything related to this. "Tell me, is there an ocean in your world?"

Olor glanced strangely at him before saying: "There are a couple of oceans actually."

"Silver blue waters, with dirty pink shoes perhaps?" Arthur recalled the memory he had from that ocean and tried to describe it as he saw it.

"This… this is the pinky ocean, how do you know about it?" Olor said before adding, fearing to anger Arthur, "it's located on the extreme north side of the world, where two great clans live there."

"Two great clans… interesting," Arthur smirked before adding, "give me a map for that place."

The gaze Olor gave him seemed funny, and he couldn't control his curiosity. "is master there, perhaps?" he asked, in a sly tone.

"Just provide the map," he said before adding, "what do you know about those coming from Oblack academy?"

This time Olor's face showed how shocked he was! "You met one of them already?" he said before hurriedly adding, "they are trouble, master. There is a great being observing them right now in the world. Please refrain from touching them, or else this being won't hesitate to act."

"Great being?" Arthur muttered, "a guarding monster like the one you summoned?" he asked.

"No, he is a master of that academy coming here to secure the kids," Olor said before adding when he noticed the puzzled look over Arthur, "the kids don't know about his presence."

"Oh," Arthur understood everything before adding, "just tell me what do you know."