" Ceril! No, Ceril please don't do this! " He flung his arm out towards her, and a great lightining bolt struck down at her feet. " Ceril!  We're the last of the Great Dragons! You don't have to chose this! Everyone will forgive you! Kami would forgive you! " 

Ceril turned, " Kami is dead. You have had a chance to have a life. You chose not to leave the Darkness. So you'll stay. I won't kill you myself. " His eyes were black as night. Zera's worst fears had come true. Her precious big brother had been completely over come by the Darkness. A power he himself had created. One that was supposed to help to wipe dark and evil creatures from existence.  " Don't stand in my way Zera. I don't want to kill you, but I will if you make me. " 

His warning struck her hard, and so did he. With a simple wave of his hand a dark wave thrust her out of his personal space, through the musty corridors of the crumbling castle they were born in, and out into the vast inky darkness surrounding it. She landed with a thud against the rocks outside. It was dark. No light was aloud in Ceril's Darkness.

She looked around saddened by the sight. Their home,  Dragon Tower Castle, in such ruin... She missed her friends, her new home, her brother.. " Ceril.. "