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"Well well well, it has indeed been a long time hasn't it... brother?" Benja glared at the figure. A tall, lean, muscular young man with smooth olive skin littered with scars and dark brown freckles all over his chiseled square face and long, toned arms. His face was framed by glossy black hair reaching from his head to just below his wide broad shoulders. His eyes were narrow with one being deep set hazelnut brown and the other being all black other than his iris, which was a bright lime green colour. He wore black silk garments and silver jewelry, and his face had a sinister expression about it. Benja stood there in shock, hardly able to believe what he was seeing. (Dear sixteen year old girls on Tumblr, he is not hot.)

"R- Ranjana... I thought we banished you years ago! How did you manage to find your way back here?" The man, whose name was Ranjana, (duh,) started to laugh, then looked at Benja and Virana with his eyes practically glowing with all the rage and hate and fury he could muster, yet a grin remained on his face.

"Yes...yes. It is true you banished me. For decades I have lived in exile on the outskirts of your happy little lands, alone with no one but my own mind, and my power weakening by the day. Then the Druun returned, and my power was fueled once again. I had even gained soldiers. However, the dragon gem's shards were reunited, and the dragons were free from their stone prisons. However, I had just enough power to return, and soon, the dragons and the dragon gem will be destroyed, and I shall regain my full power once again!"

"You're a monster!" Virana shouted.

"Oh really? Monster you say? Why I've never noticed," he retorted sarcastically. (It's funny because his color palette is like the original monster energy can)

He then gave chief Virana a sinister grin. "Well lucky for me, Fang chief, I have something I think you would be rather...distressed...about if it were, say, taken from you."

Virana gave the man a furious look "What are you talking about you snake?"

He laughed again and then looked behind him. Two tall dark skinned men emerged from the fog. "Go get her," he told them. They nodded at him, exited the room, and only seconds later, came back with, to Virana's horror, Namaari, tied up with a gag around her mouth. She struggled to fight them, even with her fighting skills, the two men were still able to hold her in place. "NAMAARI! MY DAUGHTER! LET HER GO NOW, OR I SHALL HAVE MY GUARDS THROW YOU INTO THE DUNGEONS TO ROT FOR THE REST OF YOUR MISERABLE LIVES!" Ranjana could only laugh. He put a hand on her shoulder. "I'd like to see you try," he said. He walked back to the center of the room and looked at Benja. "Her friend, your precious daughter, has no idea of this. I suggest, if you two don't want to lose your dear daughters, you show me where the dragons dwell." Namaari shook her head while giving both chiefs a glare. Ranjana looked at them. "You have a month to make a decision. In the meantime your daughter will be coming with me. She is strong and a skilled fighter, yes. But no one escapes my clutches. Not when my power is this mighty." Then, in a flash of light, he was gone.