Professor Jason Lorde had been doing alot of thinking lately. He sat in his magical private quarters that in reality, took no physical room. He had his feet up on the table thinking about the battle for Artahiém that took place 2 short days ago. He knew this was sadly the start of Mystic War II, and now there was no way to stop it. With the demons leaderless, the Kingtilliumeans will no doubt take the death of the Dark Wizard to their advantage and simply take the demon army as their own and send them here to destroy Archamium.

Archamium Academy. Jason knew that Kriston was a natural born leader, and that if he were to die, he would be a worthy successor and take the title of Leader of Artahiém. Mr. Lorde was grateful that Kriston was fighting for him and not against him. But he also knew with Dellta paralyzed and Kyrie being the most powerful being in Kingtillium University, he will be King Tithan Atoaquinn's successor and claim the title of Leader of Artahiém, and by force if he had to. The thought made him shiver and cringe. That was not the way to be leader.

Being a leader took

Wisdom

Compassion

Strength

Faith

Joy

Focus

Determination

Diligence

Natural instilled power, not taken by force, but given to you by your people. Professor Lorde smiled at himself and rubbed his temples. "Oh..Kyrie. Will you ever understand the fundamentals? Such a creative, powerful, boy. If only you knew the things that Tyrant did to me when he was alive...." He knew Dark Times were near. If he were to be injured or...worse, then he would have to start training Kriston Wrathe now, so that if this mystical world if in peril, Kriston would save them.

Back at Kingtillium University, Artahiém....

Kriston sat on King Tithan Atoaquinn's throne. It felt good executing such power being a figure of such stature and power. I know what you are thinking. Hold up, didn't the people of Artahiém see you kick him over the edge into death? He did kick him to his death but Nope. Kyrie illuminated the light harshly to make it hard to see up at that angle without massively squinting. And he also placed an illusion in place so that in reality, they didn't see what Kyrie actually did. Kyrie Wrathe was a wicked Tyrant.

Two sturdily built guards walked into the throne room, each with a firm grasp and either one of Dellta's arms. They threw him on the ground in front of King Kyrie of Kingtillium. Kyrie lifted his hands and they caught on fire. He whispered some strange words underneath his breath and the fire disappeared. The fire spread across Dellta's body. Surprisingly, not burning his skin, but melting and relaxing Dellta's paralyzed frozen joints. It reached his whole body and it dissipated. Dellta got up slowly and rolled his shoulders and did a few quick air punches. He had a smile.

"Thank you, King Kyrie Wrathe of Kingtillium, I am your humble lieutenant and at your service. But if I Kay be so bold, when shall we attack the Archamiumeans and wreak havoc on their name and their forces?"
Kyrie said coldly with a smile. "While I believe that we should strike the Archamium scum, I be live we should have an orderly attack clearly planned so that we can execute it with elegance, honor, and as least mistakes made as possible. You are lieutenant of my Army. and the one we know as Mykenzie, our top spy, is the commander."

Dellta nodded. "Good choice, my lord. But I don't want to attack them. Just er....pierce and instill some fear into their hearts before the real major battle to come." Kyrie pondered this idea. "Very well then. He looked our the window of the palace and saw the desert Outskirts where Darkmount used to stand. "You shall need a lot of spiraling wind phantoms and....PredaTitan." PredaTitan is the King of the Demons and he is a dragon. Well, that's his original form. He can be whatever he desires, and has a form that is somewhat like a man's form.

Dellta walked to the window and opened it. He yelled out, "PREDATITAN....IT'S TIME!"

King Kyrie of Kingtillium stood and looked out with his friend. All they saw a shadow demonus dragon flying through Archamium Academy. And they grinned as all the other phantoms rose into the air and flew after their leader. "Kriston Knighticus Wrathe has no idea.....what lies ahead for him."

"Bhwahahaha!"

The demons sailed through the air towards Archamium, PredaTitan in the lead.

To be continued....