Livigon stayed with all the plant Dragons as they returned home. He was sure to carefully slow himself, and once the group dispersed, and he knew that none were focused on himself, he flew to the tree.
Though when he reached his birthplace, he stopped and scanned the area for his brother and found him in the same spot.
"Come out, Tenolgon," he said, being sure to keep his voice gentle, and after a few moments, vines rose from the ground and formed into his brother's glaring head.
"What do you want?" He asked, "I am not going to, if that is what you are about to ask."
"No, I know a way that can end this war and all others for good."
Tenolgon's features rose upon hearing those words, "will I be at risk?" he asked, leaning his head in; the only part of his body visible.
"I do not think you will need to fight, but your skills will be beneficial, and I am sure you will be protected.
"Then let us go," he said, "lead the way."
"Good," Livigon answered as he hovering in the air.
"Do not fly," his brother snarled with him landing, "we will harder to spot if we walked."
"Can you fly?" He asked.
"I have never even tried. I can not see any need to," Tenolgon replied, "besides, if someone intercepts us, I can form a tunnel and get us out."
Livigon complied and lead him on foot, out of the clear land and into a forest with trees though gigantic were nothing compared to the Devourers.
He shivered just slightly upon entering, his brother swaying his head, and after they were deep into the forest, sighed.
"What is it, brother? He asked.
"How did you know?" Livigon replied.
"When you want to avoid conflict, you learn to read the emotions of others."
"Very well," he said, breathing in, "the last time I was in a forest, it turned out to a Wyrm Devourer, and I would have been killed if I did not get out in time." Tenolgon lowered and vibrated his head after his brother's words.
"Now you know how I always feel," he said.
"Any near? Livigon asked.
"I sense none behind us though I believe I know where you are taking me now."
"I am sure you will be of use," he said and looking down, he asked, "how are you doing this?
"It is nothing more than unravelling my body, moving it through the ground and pulling myself along. Though, I am sure I can much more with the practice that I have been doing. To be honest, it was one of the only things that I could improve," Tenolgon replied.
"Does it not cause your core pain? Livigon asked, "altering your form like that, you are practically a Dweller."
"It did not at first. It was just like ground-merging. However, my core was the thing limiting my mobility."
"No."
"I broke it up into tiny pieces so I could thin my vines and burrowed better."
"Will you ever be whole again?" Livigon asked with concern.
"When I am stronger, I am sure I will be able to, though I am sure that I am only a sapling in terms of what I can do now," he said, raising his front legs and waving them. "Is this that the place?" He asked, pointing to a tree larger than the others.
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Draimon: Fracture: Erasend- Book 1: Deascension
FantasyThe anime-inspired story of those trying to stop Demigods who will do whatever it takes to reunite with their children. In a world of Dragons, Humans and Monsters like no other.