A noble white dragoness soared through the sky, her sleek body glistening in the sunlight. Immy had always been enamored with the mortal realm, ever since the first ceremony where she inherited the memories of her ancestors. Her older brother Aether had regaled her with tales of the mortals and their customs, and now that she was finally able to leave the forbidden continent, she was determined to explore everything it had to offer.

Despite her excitement, Immy's journey to the mortal realm had been relatively uneventful and safe, especially compared to her previous travels south to hunt tainted monsters and Shades with Sidus. She had flown across the ocean with ease before arriving at the mortal plane, where she followed her brother's instructions and flew over the mountainous region of the old Piya kingdom - the kingdom Aether had destroyed during his rite of passage.

As she flew over the rugged terrain, Immy occasionally came across signs of destruction. She saw the remnants of cities and villages that had been leveled by her brother's power. The lingering remnants of his mana were still present in the area, having altered the landscape in unimaginable ways.

Immy couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and admiration for her older brother. "Truly, Aether is a monster," she muttered to herself, marveling at his incredible power.

Eventually, Immy caught sight of the church that she had been instructed to visit. The grand building towered above everything else in the area, and she could feel the power of her brother's followers emanating from within. As she descended towards the entrance, she wondered what kind of reception she would receive. Would the followers of Aether welcome her with open arms, or would they be wary of her status as a dragoness?

Immy landed gracefully on the large platform situated next to the church's main building and took a deep breath as she waited for the believers to come.

She could see that she had attracted the attention of the people around. She saw a bald man, presumably the head of the church, leading a group of knights in white and a crowd of believers towards her.

Her wings folded behind her as she stood tall and proud. The knights hesitantly unsheathed their swords, wary of this unknown dragoness who had suddenly appeared before them. However, the head of the church quickly ordered them to stand down, and he stepped forward to greet Immy.

"Greetings, noble dragoness," he said, his voice calm and respectful. "I am the head of this church, and we are honored by your presence."

Immy returned the greeting with a slight bow of her head, her eyes scanning the group before her. She could sense their fear and awe, mixed with a deep respect for her kind.

"I am Immy, the little sister of Aether," she declared, her voice strong and proud. "I have come to this mortal plane to experience its wonders and learn more about your culture, and I will lead the next tournament in his stead."

Hearing that, the head of the church did not hesitate and immediately dropped to his knees, the knights and believers quickly followed, bowing their heads in worship and respect.

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"You may rise," She spoke, her voice deep and soothing.

"Please forgive our lack of hospitality, noble dragoness," the head of the church said, rising to his feet. "We were not expecting one of your status to grace us with your presence. We will do everything in our power to make your stay comfortable."

Immy nodded graciously, her eyes glinting with amusement at their sudden change in attitude.

"I appreciate your hospitality," she replied. "I am eager to learn more about your culture and everything this mortal plane has to offer."

Immy then watched as the head of the church quickly ordered someone to call for Aether's six disciples. She stood there, waiting patiently, as she admired the intricate carvings and beautiful stained glass windows of the church.

But before the messenger could go, the disciples quickly arrive, flying from the air. They landed gracefully and bowed before her, who looked at them with curiosity. The church head gave them a brief introduction, and they quickly moved to give the proper respect to their master's little sister.

Jon, the eldest disciple, stepped forward first, and bowed deeply. "Greetings, Lady Immy. We are honored to meet you." Morena, followed suit, bowing respectfully. Wane, Halbor, and Lana did the same, each showing their respect in their own way.

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They led her inside the Church, where they showed her around and explained the various rituals and practices that were carried out there.

Immy was amazed at the beauty of the Church, the intricate carvings on the walls, the ornate stained glass windows, and the soft glow of the candles that flickered in the darkness. She could sense the devotion and reverence that the mortals had for her brother, and it filled her with a sense of pride.

Over the next few days, Immy stayed at the Church, learning more about the mortal realm and experiencing everything that it had to offer. The disciples of her brother were always by her side, ensuring that she was comfortable and well taken care of.

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Sidus soared through the air, his sharp eyes scanning the horizon as he searched for the source of the commotion. It didn't take long for him to spot the battlefield in the distance, where mortals were engaged in a fierce battle against the Shades. He felt a thrill of excitement as he observed the intensity of the fight, and without any hesitation, he angled his wings and dove towards the fray.

As he approached, the mortals on the ground noticed the dark dragon's arrival and their eyes widened in disbelief. They had heard stories of dragons, but never in their wildest dreams did they expect to see one in the flesh. Not to mention one that was supposed to be their reinforcement. News of his arrival had preceded him, but most did not believe it. But now that Sidus landed on the ground with a thunderous crash, sending shockwaves across the battlefield. His presence turned into a beacon of hope for the mortals, who rallied around him with renewed determination.

With a fierce roar, Sidus unleashed a barrage of darkness spells upon the Shades, the black tendrils snaking through the air and tearing into the enemy ranks. The mortals watched in awe as the black dragon used his element to devastating effect, the Shades unable to withstand the power of his magic. Sidus moved quickly and nimbly, his wings propelling him through the air as he struck at his enemies from all directions.

The mortals fought with newfound vigor, inspired by Sidus' bravery and determination. They had been struggling against the Shades for weeks, but with the black dragon on their side, they felt like they could overcome anything. Sidus continued to rain darkness spells down upon the enemy, the ferocity of his attack increasing with every passing moment.

Despite the intense battle, Sidus felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. This was what he lived for, the thrill of combat and the rush of adrenaline. As he continued to fight, he couldn't help but think that this was where he truly belonged - on the front lines, in the midst of the chaos.

Perhaps here, he could finally overcome his brother...