"I can give my own introduction, Orpheus," said the young woman standing between them and Argi.

Then she looked at Arron and Elli and said, "Took after father, didn't you?"

Arron lunged at her, sword unsheathed from before.

Sometimes it's time to talk, sometimes it's time to jump on people.

He confuses them from time to time.

Before he could even touch the ground, she was suddenly behind him. She grabbed his arm and swung it around his head. Without his hand, he fell out of balance and face first on the ground.

The girl pressed him to the ground, knee forcing down on the small lower portion of his spine. With a flick of a movement, his sword was on the ground twenty feet away from him.

"Hit first, talk later. That's my little brother!" Isabella laughed, "Too slow, though."

"Let me go!" Arron grunted.

"Why should I?" The smugness in her voice seriously annoyed Arron.

A ball of Scarlet fire blasted into her, with a wave of heat. Isabella scrambled backward, not burning but clearly taken a blow from the sheer force of the blast. Arron scrambled to his feet.

"Stop attacking my brother!" Elli's hands were engulfed in Scarlet flames. It swirled around her, like it does whenever she is poised to attack.

"Well, if you have eyes, you saw that he attacked first," Isabella brushed aside a layer of soot from her cloths.

"Let him go."

"Already did."

Elli's lips quivered like she couldn't decide on what to say. A rare moment.

"You said you're our sister," at last she found her words, "Prove it."

She held her hand up. A ball of bright white fire burst into existence over her palm, blinding like the midday sun. White smoke rose from it, it snaked up and dissolved into the sky.

Arron looked at it in awe. This was impossible. How can there be another child of the royalty? Especially one that bears the eternal flame, the fire born by their father.

But understanding flashed in Elli's eyes. Why did everybody knew things he didn't?

"Yes," Isabella said, as if reading his mind, "I inherited the eternal flame. And no worries, I have no intention of inheriting the throne."

"But... But, that's impossible," Arron managed.

Isabella spread her hands and pointed to herself, "Impossible."

"Listen," Orpheus butted in, "I understand sibling disputes, I really do. But we probably should get moving now."

"So," Isabella continued on that, "Are you coming or what?"

"Yes, we are," Elli decided for both of them.

"Good, get up."

Isabella touched the Argi's snout. The dragon offered them one of it's enormous wings, knocking down some trees in the process.

Did she train him in two days?

Isabella hopped on the wings and yelled, "I suppose those two on the ground are with you? Because we got enough room up here."

"Yeah, they're with us," no questioning it anymore. Not after what happened with Russell.

"So you're gonna wake them up or not?"

"I'll get them," Orion said, seemingly unfazed by all that was happening.

He walked to the sleeping pair, Lupa was back to her human form. He picked Vivi up underhand and Lupa over his shoulder.

"May I take the lead, your highness?" Orion asked in their general direction.

Arron nodded.

Orion simply leaped into the air, silent as a tiger, flew more than fifty feet and landed on the dragon's back, still holding Vivi and Lupa.

Arron just kept looking at him.

The world is an unfair place.

When Arron had finally reached the back of Argi the dragon, who seemed to have infinite patience waiting for the extremely clumsy humans to climb his enormous and deviously uneven wings, he was amazed with the accommodation.

Isabella had somehow managed to build and attach a hut on top of Argi. It was complete with bamboo walls and a strawhat roof. The ropes tying it to the dragon's back was new and oiled.

As they walked on the sloppy and scaled back of the dragon, Isabella threw them a rope. They caught it and started to follow it to the hut.

But before they could reach the hut, a shrill cry echoed from the hut.

Vivi.

Arron let go of the rope. He hopped along the sloppy scaled surface. It was dangerous, but leaving Vivi in there alone was more dangerous.

Bursting into the hut, he was met with a scene he was not expecting.

Orion was standing in the middle of the room, Isabella at the door. Vivi was standing at the corner, a spear in her hand, the tip pointed to Orion's chest.

"Where is this?" Vivi hissed, "What did you do to us?"

Then she looked at Arron.

"Arron!" Relief flooded her eyes, "Thank God you're okay! Where is Elli? Is she alright?"

"I'm alright, "Elli said from behind him.

"And who is she?" Vivi pointed towards Isabella, who was looking at Vivi with a bemused expression, "And what is that thing doing here?"

Orion just raised an eyebrow.

"The girl is our sister," Elli replied.

"You two have another sister?" Vivi questioned.

"Half sister, actually," Isabella corrected.

Vivi looked at Arron. He could only shrug. Vivi now officially knew as much as Arron does.

"And him?" She pointed towards Orion.

"He's friendly."

"Friendly?" Vivi seemed to internally flare up, "He killed Russell and took over his body!"

"Oh, please," Orion sighed, "I barely killed him. I only sent him to another realm of existence!"

"What do you mean you didn't kill him? You're using his body!"

"Well, now he has a new body."

"You took him from me!"

"Well," Orion looked at the floor, "I might be able to do something about that."

"What do you mean?" Vivi seemed to lower her spear a little

"Well," Orion, for some reason, started to scratch his butt, "I am an elemental spirit. I can move between realms. So," Orion clicked his sandles, then threw an irritated glance at them as he realized they weren't boots, "I can move between you and him. Deliver messages."

There was silence in the hut. It seemed to have different effects for different people. At last Elli spoke up.

"And what would happen to the body when you are there?"

"It'll be asleep, peacefully."

"If anything, anything happens to Russell because of you," Vivi hissed, "I'll... I'll."

"You'll what?" Orion snickered, "Kill me?"

"Orion," Elli voice was clear as water and hard as boulder, "I hereby forbid you to ever in anyway hurt Russell, by body or by soul."

Orion winced. As if pricked by a needle.

"I wasn't intending to," he muttered.

And Orpheus chose that exact moment to enter the room.

"What'd I miss?" He asked, looking at everyone's faces.

"Now, let go of this" Isabella yanked the spear out of Vivi's hand, "Lets look at that cut of yours."

Reluctantly, Vivi obeyed and followed Isabella.

Elli took Arron's hand, "Sit down."

Arron sit down.

Elli sat on her butt too. The hut was coming up and down slightly.

Wait, is the dragon already in the air?

Arron looked over the window (with much difficulty, since he was sitting.) And found that it was, the view outside was only clouds.

"It is about father," Elli set her chin on the window sill.

"What about him?" Arron followed her example.

"He's not who you think he is."

"What do you mean?"

Elli took a deep breath and started her story.