Drona closed his eyes, a single tear escaping down his weathered cheek. When he opened them again, they burned with purpose. “Let’s Go. I want to verify it myself.”
Skybreaker, still in its massive form, knelt before them. Ragnar and Drona climbed onto its back, and with a mighty cry, the hawk soared into the skies. They rushed towards the teleportation gates.
Kent was watching the receding figure of this father and son from a long distance in the sky. As disappeared at the teleportation gate, Kent made his entrance.
Evening Sun faded into the sky. The royal palace stood eerily quiet as the night began.
The sky above was filled with thick, dark clouds, with not a single star or sliver of moonlight breaking through. A faint drizzle began to fall, its cold drops adding to the uneasy atmosphere. The capital city lay in the shadow of a brewing storm, unaware that tonight would mark the beginning of something extraordinary.
In this silence, Kent entered the royal palace. The palace was nearly empty of its usual bustling energy. Most of the guards and soldiers had been dispatched to the desolate desert for the second phase of the Trident Summit.
Only a minimal force remained, scattered around the palace. Those who were present loitered lazily, too preoccupied with thoughts of the Summit to notice much else.
Kent carried the queen’s token. The few guards he passed stiffened but did not dare stop him. With a steady pace, he made his way through the grand corridors.
Queen Soya had been waiting for this moment. She had spent the entire evening preparing her chambers to perfection. Sweet-smelling flowers filled the room, their fragrance mingling with the faint aroma of incense.
She had dressed sexily, her every detail carefully thought out to entice and attract. Yet, as Kent approached her chambers, he did something unexpected.
Instead of entering, he slowed his pace, his sharp eyes scanning the hallway. A brief flicker of hesitation passed over his face before he turned sharply and walked deeper into the palace at a quick pace.
Kent reached the secluded passages of the palace which led to fire mountains. Pulling out the Ghost Cloak gifted to him by the God of Wind, Kent draped it over himself. Son, his figure faded from view, blending seamlessly into the dim surroundings. Now invisible to mortal eyes, he moved like a shadow, silent and unseen.
As planned, the storm above the capital grew wilder. The golden lightning seed on Kent’s forehead began to glow faintly, commanding the sky.
The skies roared in response, and the thick clouds swirled violently. He had planned this diversion carefully. The storm would draw everyone’s attention away from his real objective.
As Kent stepped deep into the fire mountains, the drizzle turned into a downpour. Lightning streaked across the sky, followed by deafening thunderclaps that seemed to shake the very ground.
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He activated a series of talismans from his spirit ring, each one propelling him faster toward his destination: the Five Mountains near the ancestral hall of the royal family.
Just as Kent reached close to five mountains, he set the chaos in the city.
Citizens ran for shelter as the storm intensified, its fury unmatched by anything they had seen before. Even the city’s legendary protective formations flickered under the onslaught of lightning bolts. Each strike was deliberate, orchestrated by Kent to keep the capital’s eyes focused on the heavens rather than the mountains.
Within minutes, Kent reached the central peak of the Five Mountains. These ancient, sacred mountains were holding immense elemental power.
The central mountain, dormant and pale, was surrounded by four others, each glowing brightly in elemental hue: fiery red, serene blue, earthy green, and ethereal white.
Hovering above the dormant peak, Kent withdrew the Golden Pearl from his spirit ring. The moment it appeared, the mountain beneath him seemed to awaken. A faint tremor ran through the ground, and the surrounding mountains reacted with a low hum, their elemental energies stirring.
Kent’s heart pounded. He knew the risk he was taking. The Golden Pearl was the key to unlocking the central Mountain, but its activation would not go unnoticed. The mountain’s reaction could alert the forbidden army that lay hidden beneath the Fire Mountains. But Kent had no choice.
So, to cover the brilliance of central mountain activation, Kent chose something bigger brilliance.
Holding the Golden Pearl in his hands, Kent took a deep breath. He floated in a lotus position above the peak, his fingers forming the intricate water mudra. With his eyes closed, he activated the ninth stage of the Storm God Ascension technique.
The sky erupted in response. Bolts of golden lightning rained down with relentless fury, their brilliance lighting up the mountains like a festival of destruction.
The storm howled like an angry beast, its power resonating with Kent’s every command. The surrounding peaks flared brighter, their elemental energies surging.
When the moment was right, Kent placed the Golden Pearl into a shallow puddle at the mountain’s peak. The reaction was immediate.
The dormant mountain glowed faintly at first, its golden light spreading like ripples across its surface. Then, with a deafening roar, it erupted into brilliance, its light illuminating the entire range.
The four surrounding mountains responded in kind, their elemental colours intensifying. Red flames danced on one peak, blue waves surged on another, green vines twisted and grew, and white mist swirled like a living entity. The central mountain now radiated a golden hue, a beacon of raw, unrestrained power.
The Five Mountains had come alive, their ancient energies unlocked by the Golden Pearl. Kent hovered in the air, his face calm but his mind racing. He had done it. The Sun-Moon Eclipse Art was at full form.
The storm above continued its relentless assault, a perfect cover for the chaos below. Kent knew the clock was ticking.
Without another thought, Kent made a piercing on his finger and released a blood drop into the water puddle on the top of central golden mountain which is awakened now.