Torin the dragon rider (TOME 12 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)

Farewells

Each one took his dragonet with him and we hurried without losing a moment.

We had a bad feeling. Moreover, there was an abnormal activity among the nobles.

The corridors were full of people coming and going. We made as usual, to join our dormitories then we went down by the roofs and we went down without too much problem along the gutters by the back of the academy. We went towards the stone circles where the lunar doors gave.

Then, after checking that everyone was ready, I asked Rubix to do a reconnaissance flight without being noticed and after 5 minutes, she arrived at our feet.

"No problem! Clear!"

We took our stuff, the bare minimum, and headed for the gate. Everything was quiet this night. Only the wind contrasted with the silence and the night was clear.

The next thing we knew, we were in Cove. No time to dawdle... towards the temple, as if to follow the instructions of our mentor Gamblin.

On portal nights, there was always light in the temple, a little isolated from the rest of the village.

There was also an annexed building for the cleric to stay in and possibly collect a lost soul. In the temple there was also a kind of infirmary.

The building was old and still made of half-timbering. But from the stained glass windows, there was still light. So we hurried to see Father Damien who could guide us on our quest.

The door was still open and we entered the porch. Then we knocked on the inner door.

"Father Damien... Father Damien!!! It's us!"

And a figure crushed by the weight of the ages approached a small skylight with an oil lamp. He opened the small door to see who it was. He smiled as he saw us coming.

"I've been waiting for you, children... come in quickly... You were not followed?"

We said no and he lifted an inner door and the heavy door opened and we could jump into the arms of the pater.

After settling down near the hearth, the old man showed us the shining blade...

"Manu, it will be you who will prepare the purification to help Torin, you are strong enough now to lift a curse and your heart is pure enough to face the lords of the shadows, but it must be done at the new moon, but it also coincides with the opening of a portal that calls the heroes. That is, tomorrow!"

Then he searched parchments in his office filled with a mess or only he could find his way through. Then he gave Manu a parchment booklet with the rituals to be followed to perform an exorcism and a curse removal.

"I put the dagger in a safe place so until tomorrow, don't make yourself noticed, avoid being seen with your dragons... to avoid any questions."

Then I handed over Gamblin's letter about the mantras and the True Ankh.

Damien: "Ohhh. This piece from Heaven... How beautiful it is and how it shines!"

Seeing us, and seeing the ankh shining brightly.... he began to smile and hope.

"You are the hope of the new generation. The new generation of heroes... Here, I don't see a single hero but a tight team!I remember your parents, when they were your age. The ankh was also shining brightly. But since then, its light has dimmed... but today I am hopeful again... "

A tear flowed and we hugged between our shoulders the old man who was like a family member, a mentor, a friend and a grandfather who accompanied us all our youth.

He also caressed Rubix's cheek.

"You too have pure blood... Don't stray from the path."

Then his gaze darkened.