Dragon Savior: A New Beginning ( Update Version)

Chapter 23: Waking in the Light of Primara

Night had fallen over Primara Nation by the time they returned. The silver rain had finally stopped. But its glow still lingered faintly across the stone streets and rooftops like remnants of a dream Avalon itself had not yet awakened from. Exhaustion weighed heavily upon the returning group. Lutu and Drogo flew lower than usual, slower than before. Between them, Atlas was carefully carried through the sky, unconscious but breathing steadily. Even the mighty celestial dragon looked drained after what happened above the eclipse. Aeron rode silently on Drogo's back. Starfania rested unconscious in his arms.

Her head leaned weakly against his chest while strands of black-and-white hair shifted softly in the night wind. Cosmry remained strapped securely at her side, though the sapphire gem was now dim and quiet. Aeron barely noticed the crowds gathering below them. He barely heard the voices. His entire focus remained on Starfania. The second they descended into Primara's central square, chaos erupted. Citizens stopped what they were doing immediately. Guards froze. Dragon riders stared upward in disbelief. And then the whispers started.

" That's her..."

" The Dragon Savior..."

" Did she really summon the GreekCosmo?"

" After all these centuries?"

" Because of someone so young?"

The question spread like wildfire throughout the square. Everyone looked toward Lyam desperately for answers. Lyam slowly dismounted from Lutu, exhaustion visible even in his posture. Yet despite how tired he was...there was awe in his eyes. Genuine awe. One elder stepped closer carefully.

" Lyam..." he said almost breathlessly. " Tell us the truth. Did the creator of dragons truly appear?"

Silence fell over the square. Lyam looked toward the unconscious Starfania resting against Aeron. Then toward Atlas. Finally, he answered quietly. " Yes."

The crowd collectively inhaled sharply. Lyam's voice remained steady. " GreekCosmo answered the Dragon Savior."

No one spoke afterward. Because hearing it spoken aloud somehow made it real. Aeron barely processed any of it. The whispers. The shock. Reality has suddenly become legend. None of it mattered right now. His gaze never left Starfania. He observed the rise and fall of her breathing, as if afraid it might pause. His hands tightened instinctively around her. They had known each other since they were six years old. Before Dragon Saviors. Before prophecies. Before war and poison, and kingdoms. To everyone else, Starfania might now look like some mythical figure chosen by the stars themselves. But to Aeron—she was still the girl who used to trip over her own boots while trying to impress Bone.

The girl who always carried the weight of everyone else's pain before her own. And right now—she wasn't waking up. Drogo slowed beside him and gently nudged Aeron's shoulder with his snout. A low rumble escaped the dragon's chest. Comforting. Reassuring. As if silently telling him: She's going to be okay. Aeron exhaled shakily. Before he could respond—he heard someone shouting his name. " AERON!"

He turned immediately. Violet came sprinting through the crowd toward him. Relief radiated across her entire face the second she saw him alive.

Tears filled her eyes as she launched herself into her brother's arms. Aeron nearly lost balance from the force of the hug but laughed weakly while gripping her.

" Easy there," he whispered softly. Violet pulled away just enough to look at him properly. " You're okay..."

Aeron nodded. " Yeah."

But Violet's smile slowly faded as she looked around anxiously. " Where's Starfania?"

Aeron's expression softened instantly. He quietly gestured behind him. Violet's eyes widened.

There, resting carefully across Drogo's back, Starfania remained unconscious while Atlas lay nearby under Lutu's protection. Drogo stood perfectly still to avoid disturbing her. Even his usual playful energy had vanished completely. Violet's heart dropped. " Starfania..."

She immediately rushed closer. Atlas weakly lifted his head for only a moment before lowering it again beside his rider. Violet knelt beside them carefully, brushing some air away from Starfania's face.

" You really saved everyone..." she whispered emotionally. Lyam quickly shifted back into command despite exhaustion.

" Get the medics!" he ordered immediately. " And summon the dragon healers now!"

Primara's doctors rushed forward without hesitation. Some carefully examined Starfania while others moved toward Atlas. A dragon veterinarian slowly approached Atlas with caution and awe written across their faces. Because even unconscious—Atlas radiated celestial energy. Tiny silver constellations still flickered faintly beneath parts of his scales. One healer looked utterly speechless while checking him. " His magic levels are beyond anything I've ever seen..."

Nearby, another doctor gently checked Starfania's pulse.

" She's severely drained," they explained carefully. " But there are no major physical injuries."

Relief washed over Aeron and Violet instantly. The dragon healer nodded next. " Atlas is the same. Extreme magical exhaustion...but stable."

Lyam quietly closed his eyes for a moment. Thankful. Truly thankful. Around them, Primara remained completely silent. Not because of fear anymore. But wonder. Because lying there unconscious before them—was the girl who had stood against the eclipse itself. The girl who awakened the GreekCosmo. She is the girl who changed poison rain into silver light. The girl who changed Avalon forever. And for the first time since the Dragon Savior returned—the people no longer looked at Starfania with doubt. They looked at her with belief.