The War on Discordia

The Search of Rano

 Mag and French leave the dungeon after talking for hours with Hera. "Is it just me, or is his voice lingering in your head too, Mag?" French asked Maggie. "Oh yeah, it's still in there. You don't know how many times I wanted to put my arms out and STRANGLE that fricking GOBLIN!" Mag replied to French. "I completely feel you, I wanted to do that so many times!" French said "Mag... Do you sense the magical power near us?" — "Yeah, I do.. This strange, and bad, strange and bad? I don't know what's going on but something bad is going to happen." French and Mag felt the ground shake below them, it was like an earthquake. French pointed to a cave a few yards away "Mag, over there! Get to that cave!". French and Mag ran to the cave as fast as they could. They watched the outside. Razer blasted down from the heavens onto a plain of dirt, causing a crack in the ground. He stood up and looked around. Shortly after he landed, Swag floated down gently. "Swag, do you sense this... Power? This seems intense." — "Yes, I do feel it, It's probably a member of the Final Five. We need to lock the city with a Perfect Layer before they get here and get in contact with the villages Necromancer." Swag told Razer. "We really do, the city is a mile up north, bet I can get there faster than you!" Razer shouted at Swag "You probably can..." Swag replied with. In a blink of an eye, Razer shot up into the sky, with three bangs following along from Swag.

"Mag... I don't think we're even close to being ready to take on one of them..!" French told Mag, with mind blank. "French, if we get our Holy Treasures and all of the Final Five, we're an even match for the three of the High Demon Lords. But you are right, we're not ready at the moment. And they're locking the city that we planned on going into." — "Yeah, they're using a perfect layer too. We can get in but not out" French said to Mag. "Yeah, but you're forgetting I have Ultimate Cancel. I can get rid of the spell easily!" Mag responded to French with. "True, but we better start running towards the city now, or else it will be too late."