In the 25th day since landing on Motherland.

In B'ude inner city, thousands of drones, slave robots, and AI's from different departments are working as fast they can. As they keep building and placing buildings, facilities, statues, and art works, the city itself was receiving an extreme make-up process.

Flags with emblems, including the old Summer Field with new design: dark green back color, in the center: 2 Sun's, one bigger than the other, in the up left corner, with 3 mountains, and one anchor in the middle.

By the way, golden borders is exclusive to the high council, and if you have a small golden with a black 4 wings western dragon in the right, that is Alex's exclusive flag with Coat of Arms.

Alex was in his office, a magnificent room with outstanding decorations, sitting in the couch in the center. He kept watching his tablet, and on the wall was a wide HD screen showing cameras from the surveillance systems views of the city and the inner city, here and there placing art works, fountains and more, Alex was dumbfounded, literally was replicas all of them, but similar to the Mona Lisa case back in the starting 20th century: is hard to notice from the original.

Alex also noticed art from Orient.

[So is not only western art.]

[Off course, we were determined to show our roots, and we have people from almost all of the Earth here.]

[So that explains the Buddhist, Taoist, Christian, and many others. I think I saw some temples, including a few in the mountains around the city.]

[Yes, we have monks, priests, or pastors among the survivors; it seems the disaster affected land or island communities; they were worrying about our stance in religion.]

[I don't think we need to be involve, I think if they are not negativity affects the people or our government.]

[Yes, that's why we're also being proactive with.]

[Selena, I am more worried about how they will adapt to this new reality in their dogmas.]

[I think so too.

[By the way, a more immediate worry is Matthew; how is he?, Serena is with him.]

Selena gave a little smile: [Yes, they rescued an exploration team in the middle of the mountains they call "wild lands."

They were pretty badly injured; they were evacuated to Cerbis Fortress City.

[That bad, huh.]

Alex kept seeing the surveillance cameras; now different murals were painted and engraved near a plaza with a cantina in the corner. Huh, not many know the cantina is a corner bar. He liked tapas and cantinas, nice, cheap, and delicious snacks; his memories from Portugal, Spain, México, and other places.

[I wonder if there's an Izakaya somewhere here.]

Selena: [There is here in B'udea, but also in Alvair, A'nsair, Cerbis, and Cerbus.]

Alex: [Wait, how there's so many? How about their profitability?]

Selena: [From starters, we subsidizing most of the business the survivors have, mostly in the materials and costs like energy or water.

Now this could change, with the people from Fylhoff being released from their long stasis time in pods.

Alex nods.

[Huh, 5 million today? How is everything?]

Today is the third batch of people that were in stasis in Fylhoff; every 2 days they let come in batches; the first was 2 million, the second was 3 million, and today is 5 million.

Why is the quantity is so big ?: not all are sick people; many nobles were accompanied by their family, entourage, servants, or even friends; stasis pods were fairly secure and developed technology by the time, and with the input from the necromancers it got better; still, many of the infected with parasites or older stays needed new bodies; the cloning process had to amended with similar procedures used in Alex and other stranded survivors.

As Selena placed in front of him a sandwich with ham, scrambled eggs with chile mayonnaise next to the "special burger" from a hidden place well known to the locals but not the tourists, the 1/3 mix beef and pork, plus bacon, fried eggs, onions, mustard, butter, and white cheese, packed in toasted burger breads, Alex took fist the burguer, sipping his ice spearmint and mint tea, he took the early lunch.

In our luck or their misfortune, 3 A'lym was moving around the place Cerbus was located; they were researching local fauna, and their place was hit by a monster stampede.

A'lym is the name necromancers like being referred; the trip to their city in the middle of the Motherland oceans was facing troubles; Prometheus now is fully functional, but the place is hard to find; then from those 3 who actually participated in the research to create Fylhoff city, in Cerbus fortress city, the governor, Andrei Voshenko, made a deal, and the A'lym was teleported to A'nsair city, then to the Biotechnology PDM floor where Fylhoff people are placed.

A'lym is asking permission to talk with their people and tell them the magnificent place Summer Field is now.

Now, one of them is on Prometheus space station, waiting to get the coordinates of their place, and then one of the Icarus class ships will get near and fly to the island.

By the way, the preparations are not only because A'lym, a dangerous and maybe funny incident, happened close to Cerbus yesterday.

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On the main deck of the Command Center of the City Frortress Cerbus, one of the elevator doors opened, and two people walked out in the direction of the high-ranking officer's place. There was waiting a tall man with short silver hair.

[Sir Andrei and Lord A'sirys from the A'lym.] He bowed lightly.

[Sir Markus, any update since 4 minutes ago?]

[No, really, we do have visuals.]

The main screen in front of them has several partitions, the one in the center, the biggest; you can see a frontrunner separate from another and the 5 followers, all flying, and by the looks: dragons; the frontrunner looks red and classic western type; the one following has a more Asian description.

[They reach the first buoys.]

The line of buoys is levitate 300 meters high, next is thousand meters high.

Andrei: [Are our people prepared?]

Markus: [Yes, now they will reveal themselves].

As he says, an array of 40 ships appears; they look like a version of SR71.

[Lords Governor and Vice Governor, an incoming priority call comes from the High Council.]

The image of the flying dragons changes to one of the smaller partitions on the side.

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A beautiful curled blonde long hair girl with silver eyes photo next to another with silver ponytail long hair and golden eyes.

[Hello Lords of Cerbus fortress city, the excellency Lord A'syris from A'lym, Sol, and Luna as representatives from the High Council, we ask you to excuse us because the urgent business needs to be attended, Lords of Cerbus: Lord Master and Head of the High Council Alexander has ordered the Guardians to attend the incoming "guests." Please retreat to a safe distance.

Markus: [Madams Sol and Luna here with the Guardians?, we understand, please Governor Voshenko.]

Andrei: [We welcome the estimate excellencies representatives of the High Council and Lord Master Alexander orders together with the Guardians; please have all units retire to a safe distance.]

The ships started to pull back at once; some drones can be seen flying here and there.

In the screen, the call was cut, and now they can see appearing lines of full-armored warriors; they're all standing on flying objects that look like manta rays, some of them carrying halberds like weapons. In the front line, there's an 18-meter-tall robot named Golem.

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A'syris POV.

Standing beside the Governor and Vice Governor of Cerbus fortress city, there is a tall figure, long black tunics covering his body, and a strange silver mask similar to the ones used in medieval Europe, with silver gloves and shoes. The tall figure is one of the A'lym, a sect of knowledge seekers. They ventured inside this dimension following a trail in the fabrics of the dimensional walls, a one-way ticket until they could find a way, be it by luck or by research.

A'syris was with 2 colleagues researching fauna when a stampede hit them, an emergency teleportation device was triggered, and they arrived at Cerbus fortress city.

Everyone was surprised; the platform was a special one exclusively tuned to receive emergency impromptu teleported from the battlefield, the defense mechanisms activated, and an illusion showed in front of them, speaking old Terranean, then change to other languages, they could feel they were isolated in space time cell, a technology they only had known the theory, the stupor ended rather quickly when they heard they're mother language and T'asyr, one of his colleagues spoke in response.

They talked a bit and, showing the emergency teleportation device they had, reached the conclusion the calibration was the same range of "frequencies," which includes the old devices.

After their arrival and clearance, they were received by the Governor of the City, there they found they were 800 kilometers (a measure unit they have) from the place they had their base, now destroyed.

The governor wanted to reach some agreement with them; his assistant gave the A'lym some tablet artifacts as gifts; this practically sealed the deal.

Now one of his colleagues, N'orn, was in Summer Field, working together with them inside the Biotechnology PDM, as they called it; there they were waking up the people in stasis; the health problems were mostly solved.

A'syris was interested in this fortress city; it levitated in the middle of the wasteland, now partially docked to an inner sea coast. He was in a meeting with the governor, and an emergency call was received. The governor invited him to come. Now inside the command center, as they called, he can see that this is the core of the city; they can see and control many things; they have advanced communications.

A'syris surprise was big as he almost jumped; a dragon was racing ahead of others; he noticed everyone in the room was keeping their work; then the governor and vice governor were talking and authorized the deployment of ships; it was different from the airboats he saw; it was like sword blades and teleported to the site the dragons will reach soon.

A call was received in the room; 2 women were shown on the main screen, something they call "photography." They seem to be from their Head of the High Council, Lord Master Alexander, who ordered the deployment of their Knight Order, referred to as "Guardians." it seems this is the reformed Order that was keeping Fylhoff safe.

Cerbus fortress city forces were withdrawn and new forces appeared teleported in place: dozens of full-plate knights with different weapons; the 3 in the first line had shields and halbers; they were bigger than the others.

"They will face head on the dragons?, and a red one is the forefront, A'syris was surprised again and again, so many times he was wondering when he could be numb. As a knowledge seeker, there were too many things.

The governor and vice governor were calm looking at the screen, and somehow he could see smug faces.

Then, from the screen they heard the sweet feminine voice they heard a short time ago:

[To the incoming visitors, please slow down and state your purposes.]

[Jajaja! A lowly being dares to stop the great me!] The red and most forward dragon conveys to all them to hear.

[We are the Guard from Tysnaedra; we are in pursuit of the red rogue dragon; leave to us; don't intervene!]

A'syris: [As usual, dragons have high and mighty strength, but many have high pride, Lords Governor and Vice Governor: there's 7 dragons there, and the red one is known by their superior strength; that would be ok?]

Lord Andrei look at him with a small smile. Lord Markus answered:

[Lord A'syris, we don't pretend to be prideful and empty.

Our story from back on Earth gives us a lot of experience, and many of the disasters are disasters, most of them because of the exceptionalism, but Mses Sol and Luna is there, you will find soon what means the intervention of them and the Guardians.]

As Vice Governor Markus finished, the knight in the middle of the other 2 at the forefront spoke aloud:

[Phalanx!]

Then a semitransparent hexagon joined together in ten layers; one after another, the red dragon slowed down and snorted, then breathed almost incandescent lava over the barrier in front; the shot broken 2 layers; a thick mist spread over; then, when cleared, the 2 layers appeared reconstructed in place again; the red dragon now stood in front, looking at the barriers.

The other dragons arrived and, trying to engage with the red one, were stopped by other of the 3 knights at the forefront.

[Leave!, We come after the rogue; don't intervene; otherwise we will consider retaliation!]

The response from the Guardians leaders was heard loud:

[Stay still!, We don't look to confrontation with you, but all violence must be stopped; we won't allow more violence in our presence!

The feminine voice was respectful, but A'syris could feel annoyance.

The red dragon shot again but almost light over the barriers, but this time when the first layer broke a bluish explosion overflow the front lines, getting caught by the red and the others; the red fell to the sands and rocks, and the others too.

But as the group dragons start to fly again, this time trying to shot to the Guardians, two of the Guardians come forward, and over their shoulders an impossible phenomenon is happening: each of the Guardians has something ensambling in high speed over each shoulder. by the ending, anyone can see 2 oversized cannons and 2 multicannons, known as gatlings, levitate close to the Guardians targeting the group of dragons.

A loud voice was heard:

[Stop now, Allenius!]

A sole female with long white hair was standing in middle air.

[Plinia!, You dare to meddle!]

[I dare on the name of the Elder!]

Plinia: [People from Summer Field, I am Plinia, envoy from the Elder, from Tysnaedra, please cease any hostilities

Allenius, stand down in the name of the Elder.]

A feminine, full-plate armored warrior comes forward, flying on those weird small platforms. A'syris sees all of them using another female warrior following close in another vehicle.

[People from Tysnaedra, I am Sol, and beside me is Luna; we are representatives from the Head of the High Council, Lord Master Alexander; we do not want further violence here, but there is few offenders; how do we proceed?]

A'syris: [oh!]

Andrei: [Your excellency?]

A'syris: [UHM, you see, the situation is clear to me as a witness, but there's an extra point to take care of here: dragon pride.]

Now they get the point: dragons are one of the most prideful creatures; even if you defeat them, they will look for an opportunity to overturn their situation.

Plinia POV

Plinia was in a state of turmoil, her rationing trying to complete the task the Elder gave her, but her prideful nature was boiling. Summer Field representatives have reason to claim the offenders and impose sanctions, but Alenius and his group are from Tysnaedra, and when she was about to declare this, a sudden presence teleported in front of her.

Inside Cerbus fortress city Command Center, a weird voice comes out from A'syris: [the Elder of the Dragons in Tysnaedra!]

The new presence is a tall male human, mostly looking with long hair. A deep voice was heard:

[Hello, friends from Summer Field, I am V'AEmir, elder of Tysnaedra.]

In front, the two females standing on small vehicles bow lightly, but Plinia's surprise from seen the Elder back helped cool down her boiling rage come to the realization: they're not bowing to Elder V'AEmir!

Another presence teleported in front of them, 3 of them in gorgeous full-plate armor and robes with 3 pairs of metallic wings on their backs!

One is a feminine silhouette in an obsidian black armor, the other is a male white with golden lines armor, and the middle has white as a color base but different colors in from of decorations and small black four wings western dragon emblem on his left shoulder.

Each armor is a work of art with too many details, and who knows how many resources were invested, but the one in the middle has a higher status. Plinia could feel something else, something vague, but it feels compelled to bow.

He opened his helmet part, revealing a human face.

[Hello friend of Summer Field, elder V'AEmir from Tysnaedra, I am Alexander Paul Santiago Winthrop Lucía, Head of the High Council, Lord Master of Summer Field, pleased to meet you. Despite the circumstances, I would like to invite you and your people to come to Summer Field; time is to your choice and about the situation here.]

He then looked down.

[All of them are from Tysnaedra?]

[Hello Lord of Summer Field, no, the red one is a rogue.]

[Ok, then the red one comes with us; the others were helpful in the combat simulation; we are thankful; what do you think, elder V'AEmir?]

[Sounds good.]

Plinia notices the elder is being respectful, more than usual.

[Ok, Luna, can you help take the red one?]

One of the female representatives flew to the red dragon that was standing, probably running away, but the female warrior took out a small artifact like ball and pointed to the dragon, disappearing from the place.

Everyone was eyes out their sockets, the dragons and A'syris back in the Command Center inside Cerbus fortress city.

Andrei: [uhmm, undoubtedly those are Archangel class armors, and Miss Luna used a prison SPDM artifact on a dragon.]

A'syris keeps trying to calm down.

Markus: Yes, I heard the hunters were happy because it makes more easy capturing specimens.]

The time comes again flowing when Lord Alexander nods.

[Thank you Luna. Now what about my invitation, Lord V'AEmir?]

[We will be honored to attend your invitation; 3 days from now is fine or too soon?]

Lord Alexander nods and then looks to the other female representative; she notices and approaches while opening her helmet, revealing a beautiful human face with blonde curled hair.

[Sol, can you please take care?]

She bows deep.

[Yes, Lord Master, I will coordinate with everyone.]

[Thank you.]

The other representative came back, and her helmet opened, revealing yet another beautiful knight with long silver hair in a ponytail.

She flew close to Elder V'AEmir and Plinia; the knight looked first to the elder and then to Plinia, holding something like a tray in front of her.

Alex: [please take those tokens to help us coordinate with you and your people; those artifacts work as communication devices.]

The elder nods and looks at Plinia; she understands and comes to take the items, but the knight closes the briefcase and gives them to Plinia.

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Late that night, there was a gazebo on a small island with a small lake. Plinia kept replaying the events in her memory; a cold breeze flowed, and she felt a presence.

She kneels.

[Elder.]

[Plinia, leave formalities; how do you feel?]

Plinia lifts and follows the elder hand sign to sit opposite.

[Don't know yet, many things; what about Allenius?]

The elder had a small, wry smile.

[His family imposed a punishment; they were harassing that red one.]

She knows she was saved today; their pride and strength are both great, but after they saw how easy they got the red one and that shields display, not mentioning the cannons things they almost shot, she is convinced the Elder moved fast before things escalated too fast.

[Elder, do you think they got more strength hidden?]

The elder looks to be thinking deeply.

[Plinia, tell me before I answer: did you feel something from their Lord Master?]

Plinia makes a difficult face.

Nodding: [Yes, I felt something ancient; my senses were screaming.]

[Well, he was hiding that essence; the small lenses he was wearing is a special artifact to lower the sensitivity of that strength.

That essence is from an ancient dragon, you could understand if you reminded the ones who recently visited us that it is similar to that ones, but they shouldn't be able to live here because the environment's mana is low, even in high times that come with waves.

Yes, they're hiding their strength but also the response was according the strenght of their opponent.]

Plinia: [I sense that too, they could capture Allenius and his group in easy way, as much as I hate admit the fact.

I almost did something terrible because pride, because at the moment I couldn't understand the might they have, I sincerely apologize Elder.]

[I did told drip the formalities and don't worry, even I didn't know, I jump because my senses were screaming that needs to stop any violence and thanks that are for.al and even still recognize the treaties we had with Summer Field thousand years ago.

I will leave now, don't worry, try to rest these days, you are coming with mission to Summer Field.]

There, another bomb was drop right in front of her.

Plinia inner thoughts were in state of turmoil: I just don't know what else is unbelievable: an ancient living here?, why?, How he keep his oppressive aura almost unnoticed by others? and what's is that power Summer Field holds now?, She can't admit easy that man sight has shaken her.

The cold air flows on the small lake surface, but inside the gazebo, Plinia feels lightly hot.