Henry. Just. Henry.

Chapter 43|Valgroraven Kingdom

Wild magic raged on through Ellevine like a hurricane. The beautiful combination of nature’s voluptuous vines and man kind’s towering buildings crumbled.

As the Udini Squad took to the late afternoon sky on the Tourizal, sorrowful eyes witnessed the downfall of every building and the death of thousands of people.

Their bodies were buried under the debris, only exposing a few hands, legs and heads, as if this were the apocalypse.

As the sun sets, so does Ellevine.

There was nothing they could do to save the Kingdom. Their best bet was to travel to the next one and hope Gent and Bristine haven’t stolen that stone.

“Here we are.” Cedric said, pointing to the Kingdom’s purple and black architectural aesthetic.

Valgroraven Kingdom, or Val for short.

Sunshine shone through the glass buildings and purple filters coated pieces of the kingdom. It was the perfect shade from the sun's harsh heat.

Black bridges stretched over every lavender road, as if the bridges were performing ballet.

Everyone’s attire was some shade of purple or black. Lilac, coal black, Mauve, lavender, charcoal, violet, iris, even the babies were dressed in monochromatic colours.

But this Kingdom's spectacle was its palace. Holding the title of the tallest building in Uldine, its silver steeple scraped the sky line.

The rest of it's slender royal purple structure appeared cramped, but it was a clown's house inside.

Although Val has its dark connection to the poisons of Uldine, the valven people were among the sweetest, next to Equireldians.

They wouldn’t hurt a fly, only because none are found in their city. But they would hurt the thousands of sandy spiders, as they call them, scuttling around.

A normal day for these people included flora collection, poison creation, and their day-to-day jobs doing what they love with the people they admired.

What a basic day wasn’t, was a colossal bird looking like a pterodactyl flying above the palace.

Many of the valvens stopped to bask in the sheer size of the creature, assuming it must be native to Sorpinger. They all pointed and murmured unheard rumors amongst themselves.

Henry removed the nature chakram, Atielle, from his finger and expanded it, releasing an ounce of its magic to the concrete ground kilometers belong them.

“Grow.” He commanded and tapped the chakram three times. Tiny glimmering seeds fell to the ground, sprouting a tree that stretched above the steeple where they awaited.

“Good idea.” Miyu said.

“Why thank you.”

“I’ll go on ahead and meet you guys at the palace.” Cedric said.

“Okay.” Henry replied.

The rest of the team slid down the lengthy tree branches and settled on the ground as thousands of valvens surrounded the palace gates.

"Who are you?" The guard asked.

The murmuring crowd might as well be yelling. Even though they hid their mouth, the Udini Squad heard everything they said behind their backs.

No, no one is being kidnapped, and this is not a robbery. If anything, these people should be running if they thought so.

Whispers then circled if this was Prince Henry. Ever since they found him, the news spread like wind over Uldine.