Please....save us....
Azure light flashed atop a blizzarding mountain peak. Not the tallest peak in Asora, but damn near close to it.
Though it was still the middle of the day, the dense clouds and impenetrable snowfall made it feel like night, making the flash of light even brighter as every one of the dozens of scaly beings turned towards the source, the sole humanoid present.
The source of light was his eyes, which had opened for the first ti since he had sat down and begun ditating, now flashing with divine light as he looked around curiously.
"Drem Yol Lok." The eldest and largest of the dragons(wyverns) gathered said to the figure as they began to stir. "Have you Mindorann(comprehend) the words you wished, Dovah Thur(Dragon Overlord)?"
"No... Not entirely...." Alex said slowly. "I thought I heard sothing..."
The surrounding dragons looked at one another curiously when they heard that, as the only thing they had heard for the last several hours was the howling of the wind, and Alex's continued muttering of the words Drem Hah Zii(peace mind spirit).
After reviving Grant and viewing his mories, Alex had sent him to the hospital to be treated, both physically and ntally. He himself took to the mountain to ditate on those three words of power under the leader of the Greyeards, Paarthurnax.
The reason he had done so was to calm his mind and steady his spirit, so as not to react irrationally to what had happened to Grant. He would not go charging into an unknown world, against a foe he knew next to nothing about, that undoubtedly had support.
No.
Alex instead ditated on words to calm his mind and spirit, so that he could think rationally. He would plan, prepare, and when the ti was right, destroy this Markus and raze everything he'd built to the ground.
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