*Axureon*
The wind roared around me, only interrupted by the temporary relief of flapping my wings. It was so loud that you would think I wouldn't be able to even hear myself think.
Alas, that was not the case.
In fact, my mind, like the wind, would not quiet. My wings beat extra hard as if they could lift the heaviness plaguing me.
As soon as I got back to the sanctuary, announced my plans, and gathered some backup supplies, I would be on my way to meet with Pyroth.
A chill ran over me at the thought of his name, making my inner flame surge in response.
Never in all my imaginings had I ever expected to be in this situation when Pyroth reemerged. I expected him to come in, battle blazing, and take out anything and everything in his path. At least, that was the Pyroth that I knew.
