I chuckled at Armen's complaints.
"Ughh!!!" Armen got up and began walking around in circles once again. He tripped and face planted.
"Ow. My face." He muffled, as he pulled himself up. He walked over to Drake, who was still practicing.
"We're getting really close guys! Just a bit more!" Grayson exclaimed gleefully. I nodded and Armen jumped on two feet all the way up to where Grayson and Luke were. Drake got up and walked over to one of the seats on the other side of the deck.
"You're done practicing?" I inquired.
Drake nodded in approval. He looked towards Armen, who was balling his hand into a fist and putting it up to his mouth sideways.
"This is, uh, Captain Armen speaking, we should be reaching our destination in about fifteen minutes. Please keep your hands and feet inside the transportation at all times, over."

Luke snickered and Drake laughed quietly to himself.
"Do you do things like this when you're bored?" I asked.
"Miss, please leave all questions until the end of the ride, over." I raised my eyebrows.
"Yes, yes he does do things like this." Drake answered.
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"We there yet???"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Nope!" Grayson announced, as he lightly smacked the side of Armen's head.
"No, but seriously, are we there yet?" He asked.
"Yeah. All we have to do is just land the ship." Luke responsed.
Armen's mouth made an o shape.
"Really?!" He turned into a light spirit and flew off.
"FREEDOM!!!"
Luke shook his head.
"I've never met someone who's acted like such a six year old..." He tailed off, disappointed.
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Once we boarded, it started to snow heavily, and the fact that there was snow all around us. I put my hood up.
"Hey guys?! Where do we go from here?" Armen called out, making his way to us. He was human again.
"Uh...Grayson?" Luke asked.
He turned around.
"What?" He asked a bit coldly.
"...The egg..."
His eyes widen and he searched his bag. He took it out, and it was glowing a bright purple, that seemed to warm the area around us.
"Woah..." I said, kneeing over to where Grayson was.
"This could mean we're getting close! Come on!" Grayson exclaimed, picking up the egg with great care and following where the maps led.
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"My face is freezing!" Drake announced.
"Actually, Armen, how are you not cold?" I inquired.
He shrugged.
"Not sure myself. I'm not too cold." He responded.
"The ocean...it's completely frozen..." Grayson called. In about the middle of our flight, the maps changed, and all that was seen was the ocean and snow. There was supposed to be sand, but the snow covered it up.
"Is this it?" Luke asked.
"This is it. There's no where else to go. Look around. Maybe we can find something." Grayson suggested. We nodded and began to look around. Before we did, the egg glowed even brighter, and a sudden shockwave of wind came from it, almost blowing us away.
"What was that?!" Grayson asked.

"Well, I don't know! Why don't you ask it?!" Luke responded sarcastically. Grayson shot him a glare before turning his direction back to the egg. His expression showed worry.
"Guys...?" Armen called.
We looked over at where his voice came from. Glowing purple and red particles showing in a circle where his hand was rested showed. We went over to it. I reached out to touch it. My hand went through it, and my hand felt like it was in warm water. It nagged at my cuts a little, so I pulled my hand out, and the sensation was gone. Purple glowed from my hand, dying down. All of our eyes widen in astonishment.

Luke took a few steps into it, and it changed from a circle to a sphere. The egg started shaking faintly, and purple sparks began to spin around it.
Luke walked farther in. All of a sudden, the ground gave beneath him, and he was sent flying down. Armen raised his eyebrows. He turned into a light spirit again and flew down. Drake jumped down after him. Grayson and I looked at eachother. The purple glow was reflecting brightly off his eyes.

"Do we go in? Or...?" I trailed off. He put the egg in his backpack.
"We go down."
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We climbed down and saw an underground cave. Even though there were no sources of light to be seen, it was like the sun was shining through on a fall day. Vines covered the walls, and they were dusted with purple specks. Water covered corners of the room, golden outlining it. In the middle of the room, was a low platform made of quartz. In the center of the platform, was a block of obsidian, and on the ceiling, there was more. A sun and moon carved into it, the two symbols giving off a protective glow. There were halls on each side of the room, but you could only see part of it.

"It's-"
"Breathtaking, don't you agree?" A voice cut me off.
"You...I thought you died!" Drake exclaimed angrily.
He scoffed.
"You surely must not remember if you're so suprised. I teleported away. The perks of being a Mage such as yourself and I." I gritted my teeth.
"I see you kept that staff? Has it proved to be useful to you yet?"
His appearance took in a similar state when Armen was possessed. His face was bruised with cuts throbbing a bright red. His hair and emotionless eyes remained. His dark brown cape, the fabric cut and burnt at the tips.

He still held onto his staff, one which had a crescent moon in the center. The surrounding details, shooting out in gold, same as Drake's. The handle was chiseled a dark blue, and the end stuck out in a spear blade polished with silver. No different then before.

He turned towards me.
"And I see you're looking as beautiful as ever." (OHHH MYY GOOD GOD I'M LITERALLY FLIPPING OUT AND I'M THE AUTHOR.)
I flinched.
'Well he certainly got more blunt than last time...' He turned from me to Grayson, and pointed his staff towards him.
"Where is it?" He asked him calmly.
Grayson gritted his teeth.
"I'll never let you have it as long as I'm alive." He stated.
He crossed his arms calmly.
"Wait, Luke?" He asked.
Luke's eyes widen and he took a small step back.
"You're with them?" He inquired, raising his eyebrows. Luke narrowed his eyes.
"If I wasn't, I probably would have turned by now, don't ya think?" He argued.
He didn't look the least bit bothered by the words.
"Touché. But, don't think this'll be a 1 vs 5. There's more men here at my disposal."
(I literally had to count just to make sure :/ )

"If you got here first, why didn't you just destroy the alter?!" Drake snapped.
"Two reasons," he said as he held two fingers up.
"One. Don't you think that's the first thing I would have done? In my case. I can't. The Emperor would want my head. Of course, I tried it, but I don't think it's exactly pleasant to be thrown back against the wall."
He put one finger down.

"Second reason. Vengeance on you, Drake. Out of all of you here, I'd say I hate your guts the most." Drake reached for his staff.
"I'm not insulted. If anything, that's an honor hearing those words come out of your mouth." Drake shot back.
A devilish smirk tugged at the sides of his face, as he pointed his staff from now Grayson to Drake.
I twitched.
Damn you Aaron.