The Last Primal

On the dawn of the fourth day, Vyndridolth was suddenly jolted awake from her slumber when suddenly the stone door that was closed for the last couple of days was suddenly moved.

As the large, roughly carved stone slab was pushed away, she gasped in surprise as her gaze landed on the firm, handsome young-looking draconic skink man standing in the door frame.

If he wouldn't have been wearing the same patched light-grey robed tunic with the large hood that was currently pushed down to the back, she would have probably grown confused at who this stranger could possibly be.

Whilst Aiden already had a rather pleasant-looking handsome face and perfect figure, the figure before her wasn't even comparable. His facial features were even more refined, chiseled to perfection almost. Whilst his exotic, large golden eyes were still the same however everything seemed to be brand new.

The young man seemed to be almost an entire inch taller than before these four days of closed-door session. Whilst his body was hard to make out, thanks to the large, ugly robe he was wearing, from the much wider and sturdier shoulder the young man had, as well as the thick, strong tail that gently rested on the ground behind his figure, Vyndridolth was certain that the man gained quite a bit of weight in terms of muscles.

Also, the young man had a very strong presence, as if an invisible aura, an embrace of an unknown domain that's sole purpose was to protect its newfound host, newly accepted master. Whilst it seemed that the young man wasn't doing it consciously, it was all the more shocking.

Vyndridolth could feel that his Young Master didn't just simply got stronger, but he had reached a realm, a stage that even she felt a strange, yet instinctual reaction towards: she felt fear.

A primordial sense, that all the bottom dwellers of the reptilian society inherited. It was their inborn trait, an 'innate skill' so to say. Every skink had a strong dormant [Survival Instict] skill that alarmed them whenever they faced a danger that could potentially cause great and even fatal harm.

A skill that Vyndridolth haven't felt for so long, that she even forgot about it. Not even when she and her siblings were betrayed by their traitorous elder brother. Even then, her senses weren't sending such strong danger signals.

Looking at the mature ex-guardian skink lady standing before him, looking at all startled, shocked and even confused, Aiden couldn't help but flash a satisfied looking smile. This reaction was exactly what he expected.

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As the time passed, the tension in Ugburg City got heavier and heavier, turning almost palpable by the end of the fourth day.

Imaginary auspicious, dark clouds shrouded the city, the winds of a strong storm could be felt all around. Some could even feel that instead of the dark, solid cavern wall residing above them, they were instead looking at the skies that were painted ink black with the constantly changing, evolving and shifting rapidly and rumbling arrogantly. The air was filled with a damp scent indicating the arrival of a thunderstorm!

A perfectly retained residence stood at the east side of Ugburg. At the entrance, a handsome, slick and tall reptilian man in luxurious robes stood with hands behind his back, looking at the distance with a slightly raised chin. His eyes were clear, resembling glass.

A guard wearing dark metallic armor hurriedly sped over from the distance. He seemed agitated, and alarmed, rushing directly towards the handsome man.

"[Reptilian] Greetings, Captain Pian."

The guard arrived before the luxuriously-robed man and bowed slightly, greeting with politeness and reverence.

"[Reptilian] We have received news from the High Temple! The Extermination Force have been called together and are preparing as we speak!"

"[Reptilian] Hmm. Alright. Go on."

The luxuriously-robed man replied indifferently, still gazing at the distance.

The guard continued. "[Reptilian] We have also heard that the representatives of the Azure Myst Sect were on the move and were most likely up to something. Their leader, the Young Master Tai-Liu was seen conversing with the mysterious stranger before. Later they were seen together with that filthy mutant crimson-scale. They were escorted to their mansion, but we do not know any specifics."

"[Reptilian] Hmm…"

Extending his palm, the luxuriously-robed man looked at his long, slender fingers with a mocking expression as he said indifferently. "The church, now that their power was publicly questioned and their representative force, the Temple Guards were humiliated before everyone, it was not even a question that they would act like crazed beasts and would retaliate with overwhelming force. Anyone who offends them at a time like this is only asking for it."

"[Reptilian] Our aim is the Ancient Ruins below the church's High Temple. There's no need for us to waste our strength here. That stranger… whatever his name is… is nothing more than an overly confident ant that is vastly overestimating his own strength."

At the same time, a similar event was playing out on the West side of Ugburg.

In a dark room, a black-robed man sat at the center with a huge golden saber in his hands. A sharp spear made out of ivory, faintly glowing bones were laid across his knees horizontally. Although his eyes were shut, there was a vicious, murderous aura around him.

"[Reptilian] Dark Lord, the church is preparing for war. They are getting ready to send out their Extermination Force!"

"[Reptilian] Got it."

The black-robed cultivator replied casually without opening his eyes.

Almost at the same time, all around the city, and even in the outskirts of it, the many gathered forces, the numerous factions that came with the very same goal in mind caught wind of the news. Their countless gazes watched the long empty streets restlessly.

Before long, a storm poured and lightning flashed in the skies, interweaving like a web that threatened to engulf the ancient city!

The storm was heavy and fierce. In the blink of an eye, the light grey robe that Aiden was wearing was drenched.

Even so, he continued sitting where he was, upright with his eyes closed. He had a calm expression, as though he was indifferent towards everything.

Not far away, Tai-Liu looked at the mysterious, enigmatic figure with a dazed expression. A moment later, she snapped out of her stupor and glanced askance. "Uncle, do you think he can survive this ordeal?"

"Hard to tell."

The elderly uncle shook his head.

"Putting the Archbishops aside just the dozens of Priest they have with them are enough to tear that young man apart. It would be a miracle if he could survive…"

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