Chapter 8 ~ Glass Swords ~ Pt. 2

Our trek to the volcano was boring and non important. Our walk up the cliffs that led up to its brim more so. In fact the only moment that had passed in the hour it took to summon the spirits that caught my interest is the act itself.

It involved the floating of a dolphin high in the air , and a sonata like sound that emanated from within them. The sound grew and grew , visibly affecting him. Outlines of Flowers popped up on his body one after another before finally in a crescendo of sound , one popped free.

The outline slowly took real form turning into a pristine white flower that floated in the air, before with one final sound it changed entirely.

"Squeak. "

And so it caught fire.

The fire kindled in the veins slowly . It took its time at first, crawling up the length of the flower slowly with a almost poetic grace. Then with fierce conviction the fire decided all at once , that it was time to devour.

Peeps let out another sound from within. A whalish echo that stretched above the air and upward into the heavens above.

The fire shattered. Crystalizing and imploding in a slow simultaneous motion . The debris of the spell falling into the veins of the cascading petals, flowing within the flower and down the opaque stem.

"Squeak. "

The blooming spirit flower spell was complete.

I reached out my thin human hand and caught the flower before it could hit the ground. My slight claws grasping the piece of nature gently in the blowing wind.

On the rim of the Volcanos edge, standing atop clumps of grass I reached over and dropped the magic creation below. I watched it's gentle swaying fall , the force of the flower piercing the air and falling through the smoke untouched. Its decent comparable to the drift of a falling star.

'Ploosh!'

I shielded my eyes slightly. Burst of sulfur and smells of burning stone rushed at me in clouds of smoke. As it passed by the smell pierced my nose in force. It smelt like a cauldron of its own making , a very strange one.

When I looked back the flower had landed. It now sank into the red and gold lava, falling , falling , until it was gone.

"Alright. " I spoke. I turned around and looked at Lysa who stood quite far away on a lower cliff then at Peeps who flew above , body filled with the vague impression of blooming flowers. The indication of power still brimming under his skin.

"Now we wait. "

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"BOOmmmmMMMMMMMM !!! "

The volcano erupted.

The force of a explosion hit the world all at once. I was still turned away, and so I watched Peeps and Lysa run and flee down the cliff edge and up it's connecting valley to safety. Once they made it up to the top they even began retreating behind stone for good measure.

I on the other hand stood still , watching the lava burst into the air. The lava flew high, followed by clouds of smoke that followed behind and threatened to choke the sky. As it reached its peak , spinning and twirling into the air hundreds of feet high, the lava all at once decided to stop.

As the lava hung high in the sky like a wave of a burning tsunami that decided not to crash , eyes of gold began to peak from within.

At first it was one, then it was few , then it was many. The golden eyes gaining the light of life while more popped into existence beside them. Finally and all at once the lava that had stopped as if frozen by time, broke apart, one hundred living creatures small and and loosely formed deciding to take shape.

In short, the spirits appeared.

The creatures floated above , blotting out the sky , some grabbing the billowing smoke behind them and forming it into a makeshift cloud where they could rest. Others simply looked below curiously, while more just decided to go back into the volcano , their pixie like form falling away as they fell back into lava.

Only four of them decided to come close. They seemed slightly different from their companion's , they had each fashioned the smoke into outfits, loose garb's that fell over their bodies.

'Finally' I thought.

The ones I'd been waiting for.

The spirits descended just short of me, crystalline red wings fluttering just light enough for them to hover ten feet above and looking down with curiosity. "Leviathan." They spoke in unison.

"We , the council of the Fire, recognize and accept your offering of the gift of the gods, a fire flower. Now tell us , what would you like in return. "

I crossed my arms , a little pissed.

"Leviathan Magic, Wind force. " I spoke.

Power immediately began to course through my veins and magic thrummed into existence, giving away it's natural form to become the essence of wind. Slowly I floated higher and higher until I was eye to eye with the spirits.

'For no one is allowed to look down on a leviathan.'

"Spirits. " I spoke when we reached eye to eye. " Their is only one thing I request today. "

The spirits lifted their brows of flame in curiosity.

" I require a mighty glass sword ! One capable of rending the sky ! With buckles of gold , and ignacious and the power to cut down any who dare! - "

"Squeak!"

"Captain! "

Oh yeah I remembered coughing in embarrassment, " I need a telescope. "

The spirits backed away a little then , with small grumbling and debating the word pact and flower came up and they turned around.

"Very well Leviathan. Your gift has been accepted. We will grant you your request. "

The four turned simultaneously and cast their hand to the earth. Immediately the land shuddered and with a large crack , the base of the volcano opened up into a large tunnel.

"Come creatures of flesh. We welcome you into our underground kingdom. We welcome you into the land of the fire spirt. "

We all shared a look of excitement and all at once decided to follow. I felt a sudden thud in my ribs before we got too far though.

"Ow. What was that for Lysa. "

"A glass sword , really? "

"Haha , my bad. "