The Final Chance

The White Star

"Cale" Talking
'Cale' Thinking
"CALE" Shouting
°°Cale: Ancient powers
Cale: Letter

The picture on the top doesn't belong to me, credits to the owner of the picture.

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Regarding the personalities of the dragons, I still haven't reached for them in the story so you will have to forgive me,
and about Sheritt's looks, and whether she is in an adult body or a child's body, Idk that either do I am sticking to the adult body.

Cale snorted in response. "What the hell are you talking about?" he shot back, but there was no real heat in his voice.

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And so, the two continued their light bickering, the tension from earlier easing into something more familiar as they made their way toward the garden, where the others were already waiting for them.

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"Strong Nixee! Are we going to see them again?!" Raon asked excitedly, bouncing with energy as he walked beside Cale in his human form.

Cale smiled down at the young dragon, gently squeezing Raon’s small hand in his own as they moved forward. "Yes, Raon, we are," he reassured him with a soft smile.

Raon’s excitement was palpable, and he could hardly contain himself. His footsteps became more like jumps, his joy infectious. Eruhaben, who was walking on Raon’s other side, couldn’t help but smile as well, though he did offer a gentle warning.

"Easy there, little one," Eruhaben said softly, placing a steadying hand on Raon’s shoulder. "We don’t want you getting all covered in dirt before we even arrive." There was warmth in his voice as he spoke. It was clear that Eruhaben was feeling much better now, more than he had in years, thanks to the blood Cale had given him. His body felt rejuvenated, in perfect condition, and he couldn't help but marvel at the change.

The three of them were making their way to the Castle of Light, the home of Raon’s mother, Lord Sheritt, who ruled over the dragons. Cale had announced the gathering of the other dragons, and now they were heading toward the castle to meet them. This was part of Cale’s latest plan—to involve the dragons in his final strategy. He was determined to defeat the White Star with as few losses as possible, and with more dragons on his side, the chances of success would only increase.

They had just finished dealing with the situation in the Whipper Kingdom, where they’d resolved the issue surrounding the Magic Tower. As promised to Toonka, Cale had gone there and acquired what he needed, much to his own delight. When Cale laid eyes on the enormous wealth of magic stones and treasures the Magic Tower contained, his face had lit up with uncharacteristic excitement. Even Eruhaben had been taken aback, having never imagined a day would come when he would see this young Phoenix displaying so much emotion over something other than a crisis. They had destroyed the magic tower just as planned.

During their time at the Magic Tower, they had also encountered a half-dwarf named Mueller, a skilled inventor from the dwarf tribe. Mueller had been trapped in the tower, fearing for his life as Toonka and his men were surrounding the towed. Sensing an opportunity, Cale struck a deal with the frightened half-dwarf. In exchange for helping Mueller escape safely, Cale secured his loyalty. Mueller agreed without hesitation, desperate to avoid Toonka’s wrath.

Cale quickly sent Mueller to the villa with a teleportation spell, giving him a letter to deliver to a man named Ron upon his arrival. In that letter, Cale had outlined his next steps for Mueller, recognizing the dwarf’s technical expertise. Cale’s plan was to send Mueller to Harris Village, a place that still needed rebuilding after the devastation it had suffered.