Asher the Survivor

Chapter Thirty Four

‘’Dylan?” Asher gasped. ‘’Did you put these under my bed?” …’’Yes, what happened?” … ‘’A prophecy has came to me.’’ Asher forced the words out. He then went on to explain his dream. ‘’I wonder what that could mean?” Dylan ran his fingers through his hair. ‘’So many prophecies, so hard to keep track of…’’ He trailed off. ‘’Guess we’ll find out soon.’’ …
‘’There is something important we need to do today, see these books of magick?” Dylan held old and valuable books in front of Asher. ‘’Books of magick? I thought sorcery was granted by Kings’’ … ‘’It is but, in the War of Clashes, King’s got magick from these books and scrolls; and if anyone else were to read them nothing would happen- so today i am trading them to King Karro.’’ Asher has never heard of such a King, he lived in a deserted Island, and like Orville he was genuinely good…

When they sailed off together Asher remembered the first time they’ve met; how Dylan saved him from Xer’s wrath. He remembered saving Dylan from Ultra-terrestrails, and healing him when he was hurt. Those were all very fond memories. ‘’Isn’t it strange to think there was a time before you could speak to me?” … ‘’Yes, very strange.’’ Dylan knew from the moment he met this Boltcat, Asher had an important message. Asher’s mind hit a pause button when he remembered seeing Toni for the first time. ‘’Oh no there’s Darcy!’’ Dylan interrupted his thoughts. Upon looking at the creature, she looked just like a pure black Boltcat, on her back she had wings like an angel, and her feline eyes were green like the color of seaweed. ‘’Dylan, what is that!’’ He stared at the wicked creature. ‘’I’ve never heard of a black Boltcat with wings!’’ … ‘’That is a Boltron, a species that existed long ago,’’ …
Luckily Dylan sailed in the opposite direction, and did not alert the Boltron.
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The Sea Sorcerer took a moment to pull out his map, looking for directions to King Karro. ‘’Right there!’’ He pointed to a big grassy island, and sailed that direction.
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‘’Hello King Karro.’’ Dylan and Asher greeted. Unlike a lot of Kings he lived out in the open, and he sat on his polished silver throne. ‘’Hello.’’ The King greeted, he was a really chubby guy, with bright blonde hair, and lot of facial scruff. Lightning reflected on his silver crown, adorned with green gems. ‘’What are you here for?” He asked. ‘’I’ve come to trade with you, what can you give me for these?” He dropped the ancient books of sorcery on the grass… ‘’I’ve already magick another way,’’ He said. ‘’Books of magick, i can trade that for many things!’’ … ‘’What would you like? Weapons? Armor?’’ Dylan looked down at Asher for a moment. ‘’I’d like to enhance my staff, so as to have the power of hydrokinesis.’’ …

‘’I Karro the King of Blood and Bones, grant Dylan the Sorcerer of the Sea, the power of hydrokinesis from within his staff.’’

This was the first time Dylan was rightly given power. He became both overjoyed, and guilty, realizing he was dishonest.

Since King Karro was innocent and a man of good-will, he said. ‘’While i am granting you magick, perhaps i can grant some to your Boltcat as well.’’...