The Ultimate Host

Dionne told Hendrix everything she knew, and Hendrix told Dionne everything he knew. At least 12 hours passed. In the real world, only 12 seconds passed. Dionne raised her eyebrow. " A war?" Better yet two wars?" Tch." I did not create Elric to rule the world like that." Where is he?" Hendrix sighed. Unfortunately, he's dead." Dionne's eyes popped off her head. " Oh, is he." Hmm." That really is unfortunate." Oh well." It really doesn't matter. Hendrix was confused. " What do you mean." Dionne scoffed. " You really do ask a lot of questions don't you." She sighed. " Just follow me." You'll see why I don't really care." Dionne stood off her chair and approached the center of the spacious area, clapping her hands. Suddnely a flight of stairs was pushed up. Hendrix followed Dionne down the flight of the stairs, which took them to a place that reminded Hendrix of an art gallery. Inside this place held over 500 statues of dragons. Every statue had Elric's face on it. Hendrix was dumbfounded. " Now you see." Hendrix nodded. " Yes, I do." What do you plan to do with these statues?" Dionne started suċkɨnġ her teeth. " None of your concern." Hendrix rolled his eyes. " I can see you still have secrets."