"What are you doing here?" Elara exclaimed as they vanished away.
"What? Impossible," she muttered, observing the missing elements and looking at Nathaniel on the ground. He seized him.
Aurelian woke up in a familiar room.
"You're awake. Who are you?" Riven questioned, though he knew him, sensing an unfamiliar air about Aurelian. "How did you consume the magical wall and ancient words?" he asked.
"I don't know, but..." Aurelian began, only to be cut off. "Aurelian, my advice is for you to leave this magical realm and never return. Our mistress is not the only one after you—the elders and the supreme goddess are as well," Riven said fearfully.
"Please help me once, and I'll leave forever," Aurelian pleaded. "Mentioned it, our mistress has summoned me," Riven revealed. "Promise to help me collect the seraphim core of energy from Elara," Aurelian requested.
"You need to go now because you are definitely the chosen one. You must be saved. If I were ordered to come after you, I wouldn't hesitate," Riven warned, vanishing like smoke. "Chosen one," Aurelian whispered as he stood up from the bed. Oh, he was in Flower Valley, the secret valley of Riven, observing how Riven's disciples trained hard. He needed to leave, he had been warned, but he wouldn't until Saraphim recovered her energy core, or else she would perish.
At the mistress' palace.
"Is it true?" the mistress asked in fear as her dangerous dragon aura filled and thickened the air. "Yeah, he's the chosen one," Elara confirmed. "Oh, Nathaniel, the chosen one! What I have been working on for centuries, and you did it once, while many died attempting," she said, standing up and walking around him. "No! No!! Let me explain. I was the one who trapped Lucius on the wall, but everything happened so fast. He consumed it all, but I didn't know what happened next," Nathaniel explained.
"That's a lie," Riven shouted. "When did you start supporting Lucius?" Elara asked, suspecting.
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