Chapter 3358 A New Page (Part 1)

Chapter 3358 A New Page (Part 1)

"I hope you are recovering from your bad experience. How is your ancestor adapting to her new life?" Quashol asked.

"My imprisonment was indeed bad but at least it didn't last long." Solus replied. "M-enadion has a lot to process but she's doing better by the day, thank you for asking" "What about you, Tista? We missed you on the battlefield."

"I'm doing fine but I'm still too weak." She released her aura which had just started to show lighter streaks amid the deep violet. "I wanted to come. I wanted to stand by the Brood's side and save Solus.

"Yet without an armor and a stronger core, I would've been nothing but a burden. It pains me to admit that my absence did more good than my presence would have.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"I see." Quashol had never met Tista in person and had expected her to be no inferior to Lith. Her weak aura and puny armor, however, told a different story. "Don't apologize. Putting the lives of others above your pride was the right thing to do.

"And don't worry about missing a single battle. You are still young and there will be plenty of time for you to catch up with us old fools. Valtak believed in you enough to list you among the candidates for the next Father of Fire and I believe in him.

"Keep working hard and master your abilities. The day when someone aside from the Fire Dragons can teach us something new about our inner fire will mark a new page in Dragon history. Valtak believed that someone might be you.

"It's more than most of us can say." Quashol shook Tista's hand and moved on to Kamila. "Lady Verhen."

"Patriarch Quashol" They didn't have much to say to each other so they just made small talk about. Elysia.

"Lith." The Elder Wyrm offered him his hand and Lith promptly shook it. "I can't help but notice the Hatchlings' wings. Did they too awaken their bloodline?"

The kids' groans answered his question but Lith expanded on it.

"No, that's just Leegaain's doing for the occasion. After my sister and I awakened ours, however, I think it's only a matter of reaching the deep blue core. I don't know if Aran and Leria also have to Awaken or if the natural development would be enough."

"Interesting" Quashol nodded. "Your blood is quite p-"

"Really?" Aran and Leria jumped in front of Lith, demanding an explanation. "Are you

"The Dragons may know Valtak's death isn't my fault but their hearts don't care about that. Their pain is too fresh and I can't say anything that wouldn't make it worse! Lith

thought.

"This is the twilight of Valtak, Father of Fire." With a wave of Erghak's hand, Fire Dragons

stepped forward, storing all the treasures inside dimensional amulets.

Even the mountain of gold and artifacts that had been Valtak's bed was taken away.

"His flame is reduced to embers. His life is over. Yet he is not gone." Erghak pointed at the corpse that still stood at the center of the cave. "He will always be with us through his teachings, words, and friendship.

"As long as we remember him and honor him through our actions, Valtak will live on. It is our duty to pass his memory on our descendants so that his flame will ignite again in

their hearts."

A second wave of his hand moved the piles of objects that would be burned in place of Valtak's corpse near to it, like a cold embrace.

"Before we bid our last goodbye to his physical form, let's take a moment to tell him how much he meant to us. You can approach Valtak and touch a relic of your choice, not the body." Erghak looked straight at Aran, reminding him of his earlier blunder.

"It might seem cruel, but we don't want to risk that our pain and grief reach Valtak. We don't want him to come back for us and defile his body and memory by turning himself into an undead."

Aran nodded and the Fire Dragon continued.

"The relics, instead, will store our feelings along with those Valtak already instilled in them. Once burned by our Origin Flames, our negative emotions will be cleansed and only our love and affection will reach him beyond the veil."

Upon his signal, everyone stepped forward, taking one item from the pile of objects and holding it tight. Some whispered their message to the relic while looking at the majestic corpse of the Father of Fire, others kept their eyes closed and their heads down in a silent conversation.