Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur then instantly vanished before reappearing again. He resumed what he was doing before and in less than five minutes he appeared just beside her.

"It's your turn," he said before vanishing from here alongside her, leaving Nicole all alone by herself.

"Hello!" Nicole shouted in distress and worry, "Are you not coming to take me out?" she shouted but all she got back was utter silence.

In the outside world Arthur appeared just beside the main gate of the camp. The guards already noticed the ruckus going on and started to gather in large numbers.

"Raise your hands in the air!" one mage shouted in a harsh tone before Aemei's turned and showed her face to all of the guards there.

"My lady," they all said in doubt and shock yet Aemie didn't care about that.

Her pursuers were so close and at any moment they would land over the camp and her like thunder.

"Listen up, it's me your grandmaster and I'm ordering you…" she turned sharply and pointed towards the fifty elite mages running fast towards her, "kill those bastards now!"

Her shout didn't help in doing anything but adding more shock to the guards. Yet she didn't wait for them to regain their composure as she took out her sword and raised it high in the air like a great general.

"For the cauldron clan!" she screamed in a thunderous sound that shook all the guards out of their daze.

"To the clan!" Arthur took out his sword as well and joined her in the shout and the charge. Aemie was fearless, she didn't wait for the guards to wake up or even ran inside the camp and hid there.

Instead she started running to meet her enemies head on without any hesitation or fear.

Such an act inspired not only Arthur, but all those standing and watching this. Large number of guards moved to follow her steps, raised their weapons and started to charge at their enemies.

And the battle of cleansing the entire world of those traitors just started in such a brutal way in this spot.

Arthur activated his technique before reaching the first enemy. It was a giant like others, yet Arthur jumped off and used his charging speed to glide over the ground while sending a sword slash towards his enemy.

The mage was very experienced as the moment Arthur did that he jumped to the side to avoid the sword slash. Yet Arthur was also a veteran fighter.

He didn't even wait to stabilize himself and sent a couple of sword slashes towards his enemy while gliding on the ground. This time the enemy had no way but to defend.

He blocked one hit and received the other. Despite the strength in Arthur's attack, he could only cause a minor wound on his enemy's body.

And then the real fight started with the joining of tens of the guards.

At first things seemed quite chaotic and unfavorable for them. Aemie was totally isolated within most of the traitors.

Yet in the next minutes a call of aid spread through the camp. The tens of guards turned into a hundred, then hundreds, and finally thousands.

In less than ten minutes everything settled down by the fall of the last traitor. Aemie moved first to block the retreat path over any traitor, not leaving them any room to retreat or regroup.

She was fighting like a real lioness while Arthur kept jumping all over the place using his portals as his main weapon.

Despite that all he could do was to save some guards and cause some wounds to his enemies; he couldn't even kill one of them.

"That was… intense," Arthur took a deep breath while gazing all around. They were now surrounded by loyalists to the clan and Aemie.

"Listen up, spread the word that my dear aunt is the leader of this rebellion… Once spotted she must be reported immediately to me and killed on sight."

Aemie didn't answer Arthur. Instead she gave her orders fast to her men around. The guards seemed shocked at first before they started to deploy her orders to everyone else.

"It's time to bring your group back," Aemie took a group of bird's wings before writing the order to bring Doaf and Amera back with everyone else. "Finding those hidden lycans comes now as the top priority."

"What about the other traitors?" Arthur asked.

"By what she did, I bet she would run to them and try to regroup with those lycans," Aemie said with a cold tone, "so finding them means finding her."

"I understand," Arthur nodded.

"No you don't," Aemie slowly said, "I'm coming with you on this trip."

"What?!" this time Arthur failed to read her intentions well. "What about the clan?"

"The coup comes first," Aemie said in determination, "killing her and all the lycans in this world would put an end to all this. Letting them wander the world freely would only cause more troubles."

Arthur gave her a deep glance and didn't know what to say.

"Save whatever you wanted to say," Aemie said while waiting for the return of everyone, "Nothing you'd say will persuade me from doing this."

She started to walk towards the palace again. "Where are you doing?" Arthur ran to match her wide steps.

"To my home," she said as if it was obvious, "that's my palace, not hers."

"What if…"

"That will save us a lot of trouble," Aemie laughed, "but don't worry, my auntie isn't as thick headed as you think. She knows she isn't a match for me in one to one fight and she will run."

Arthur only sighed while thinking what got him involved in this mess in the first place. He was worried about those he left behind, his cities and the sect he left the battle of defending it to his main subordinates.

"I hope you are alright," he muttered while following Aemie towards the palace once again.

And like she said, the huge room inside was empty with no sign at all for that old lady or her minions.

"Told you," Aemie smirked while sitting on a big seat, "now all we have to do is wait for our top forces to gather before heading out."

Arthur didn't know why but he felt a tinge of excitement in her voice. She seemed like enjoying herself with all this, not worried at all.