Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

The situation seemed tightly hanged up with a thread away from exploding. Arthur kept his calm while feeling uncertain about this.

He lied so he could get some limits off his hands. However, that master's response came out of the blue.

'Ding! Let's hope those mages won't say anything extra,' the system said in a hope for a good end.

'If they didn't shut their mouths off the details then we might be screwed,' the golden dragon said in a depressed tone, 'that girl standing here isn't a pushover. You can't outrun or outsmart her.'

'I hope you are wrong,' Arthur thought, 'or else we have doomed ourselves here.'

'You are the one who did that,' the golden dragon retorted, 'this is something reckless. Playing with her is like playing with fire.'

Arthur decided to close his eyes off his comments and kept waiting. Doaf and Amera weren't any less agitated than him, and he could tell only from their eyes.

From all the time he dealt with them he already was aware of their reactions and personalities. For him they didn't look normal, even with their ironclad face they put as a front.

And he felt that the master was also feeling their changes and assumingly she was enjoying that. That smile over her face told him a lot about how sadistic this page was.

She was very dangerous without any question.

"Oh, an answer just arrived," the master slowly said, like she was playing with them.

She kept her silence without speaking any further. "And?" Arthur urged for more and she strangely started twirling one of her long hair strands like a spoiled girl.

"It's not that bad actually, so chill out a bit," she said with a short laugh.

"But?" Amera seemed to know her boss' nature and so she didn't look any comfortable even after hearing her words.

"Nothing," the master shrugged, "we got the info that what you said is true. A betrayal happened and a planet was destroyed thanks to that," the master said before stopping as if she had more and didn't say anything.

Arthur exchanged glances with the other two before asking, "so we are getting permission to go on full scale search now?"

The master didn't answer directly, instead she kept playing with her hair strand while giving Arthur a deep look.

"What?" Arthur was now at a loss to what to best describe this master; a lunatic or a reckless person.

"What I find really interesting is that peculiar ability of yours to feel those lycans," the master said before letting go of her hair, "don't you find this… quite strange?"

Arthur didn't know why but he felt that she was accusing him of something. "I'm just trying to help," he said while exchanging glances with Doaf and Amera, asking for their help.

"Grandmaster…" Amera tried to intervene but the master raised his hand to stop her.

"I'm not accusing you of something, I'm just curious about how this… ability of yours works. Is it a gear? Is it a hunch? Is it something we can learn?"

Arthur heaved a silent sigh of relief once heard those words. "This… is something unique to me," he simply said.

"And that makes you more valuable than you think you are," the master nodded as if she had reached a decision in her mind.

"Arrest him," her next words however seemed out of the blue.

"Grandmaster…" Amera hurried to speak but the master silenced her again with a very serious look over her face.

"I'm not going to do something bad to him," the master explained despite her tone was way off trying to reassure Amera, "but he isn't allowed to leave this planet."

"What?" Arthur was shocked by this.

"I don't know what you use to achieve this trick, and frankly I don't care," the master turned to him with a very serious face, "but you either give us the means to use such an ability or else… y'know, your stay here will be long and everlasting."

The master then waved her hand in the air before a group of ten strong and giant mages appeared. They instantly held Arthur using some sort of strange tree branches.

They were black with long and deep brown lines running inside the branches. Arthur tried to resist however these branches were sturdier than they looked.

"Resistance is futile," one of the mages said in a warning, "you'll only make them tighter and you will feel more pain."

"Ouch!"

Just before that mage would finish his words, Arthur felt a sudden pain coming from his chest. There the master took a strange long and weird looking black needle that seemed to be made from the same tree as these branches.

And this simple prick from that triangular fork like needle made him feel a sudden heat coming from his chest. He then felt weak before his body collapsed.

If not for him to be supported with the branches and those mages holding them then he would have fallen to the ground.

"Grandmaster… he is our ally and friend," Amera couldn't help but say these words in a calm tone that totally expressed how shocked she was.

"Little child…" the master however came to her side as if she was a caring mother trying to look after her kid, "when you hold the fate of an entire clan in your hands you'll understand. Sometimes you have to break all the rules and secure whatever is offered in front of you on the table."

The master turned to glance at the unconscious Arthur, "even if you have to turn a friend into a hater, or even an enemy."

"That's a terrible cost for nothing," Doaf had to step in, "he is the direct disciple of my grandmaster."

"To you his is your young master, right?" the master gave Doaf a sizable glance before adding, "but for me even your grandmaster is nothing more than a friend in this world, someone on equal parts with me.

So when you are addressing me I highly recommend you watch your tongue very carefully."

Doaf wanted to push further but the warning glance he noticed on Amera's shocked face made him refrain from doing anything.