12 Chapter 11

Ever since the changed occurred to the wisp of the golden flame he had spent all his time trying to understand to knowledge it held. All he could grasp was snippets of what truly lied within, power that could burn all too ash, a golden flame that burned with majesty in its long life.

And in the end tired of being alone it gave up, choose to sleep instead of spend every living day alone knowing that something was out their but it chose to ignore it.

"If only you waited a couple more years, you could have had us..."

He knew it was false, they wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the ash left behind by the golden flame. If it never choose to sleep their race and probly even the xyin would not exist, it would have been destined to live a life alone.

As he reached into his flame he once again felt the thrum of power from the golden wisp, slowly he separated his flame from the wisp, a sort of training. At first the wisp almost vanished but as he kept on training now it could hold on for at best an hour.

He could even take it out of his body but only for a couple seconds or it would dissipate. By doing this the wisps of flame let off from the golden wisp purges his body of impurities, strengthens his ash, and even purified his own flames.

He knew the wisp would leave him, burn once again with a heat he could never withstand. But doing it this way he saw his own flame change, wisps of golden flame burned within his own, and after each training the amount grew.

It came to the point that no other ahi could stand close to him and walk away unharmed, his body radiated a heat that was threatening to others, his burn lines slowly took on a golden hue.

Now the palace became his safe place, keeping his powers behind the walls while keeping the ahi safe.

Half way during his training commotion from outside his palace caught his attention. Shadows were rising out from the ground and along with it the xyin. Guiding the shadow they destroyed a section of the other wall and started fighting with my spillers.

Even if our society change, more then half our population was in my army. As the battle raged on I felt no need to really step in, I could tell that the xyin needed our flames to birth more of their kind, but it didn't matter. Every day ahi formed out in the wild, the golden campfire acting as a beacon guiding them to our gates.

No, I had no thoughts of interfearing with the little skirmish, it was another commotion that drew my attention.

Their queen was currently capturing cindari and bringing them to her realm, what I can only assume was the first cindari she capture floated in their flock keeping them from fleeing. Older cindari grouped together to keep it at bay but it was still a struggle to keep it at bay.

Appearing before their queen I couldn't help but feel anger rise within, golden flame bursting into life along the burn lines of my body.

"What do you think your doing!"

"What I have to, you know as much as me that my creator has awoken!"

There was more to that then what she let on, an emotion clawing at her sanity, she was afraid.

"You'd really think I'll just let you waltz in here and take the pride of us ahi!"

The flames around me converged before crashing into her body, sending her flying a couple feet before she used shadows to stop her flight.

"You think I care, your precious pride means nothing to me!"

Her generals tried to surround me but mine appeared from behind keeping them busy. She conjured blades of shadows that glinted in the light let off from our flames rocketing towards me.

If I didn't dodge I knew I would be in a world of pain, quickly moving through the ash leaving trails of golden flame I closed the distance between us. Her claws against my flame.

With my flames covering my body her claws found a hard time reaching my skin. But my flames couldn't reach her either, swallowed by shadows covering her. We were matched in strength, neither on of us could gain the hoped hand and while my men slaughtered her kind, the pride of all ahi were thrown into the shadow realm.

When it our battle ended barley any cindari was left in their lands, their old lying all over the ground, their burn lines slowly fading away, their ash drifting along with the cold wind that came from no where.

Only one elder cindari remained, the rest just children, but she was crippled, her tentacles torn, no longer able to float along with the rest of them. But she too was weak, her flame had a hard time just keeping itself burning.

"You will regret this!"

With anger clouding his judgement he took it upon himself to first heal the elder cindari before waging war.

The wisp of the golden flame quickly leaving his flame to enter the elder cindari's flame. It couldn't do much but it helped stabilize her flame and allow her to hover gently above the ground, to allow her to fell even the slightest bit of wind beneath her tentacles.