Dragon Monarch and Silver Saint

"Why am I the only one speaking, Wolte?"

The enigmatic woman wrapped her arms around Wolte. 

My eyes fluttered as I saw white feathers descend from the air. Pristine as snow, wide as the wings of an eagle. Two pairs of wings emerged from the woman's back. 

This was no normal girl, she was with the Wolte dragon! But before I could do anything, it felt as if nothing had happened. My brain stood still trying to register what just had happened. 

My muscles… I couldn't move. My thoughts stood completely still, it was as if nothing was happening to me. But at the same time, it felt like everything was coming into me. 

I felt a slight warm touch on my back, stroking up and down moving in circles. My thoughts flooded my brain again as I felt a finger touch me.

I also heard a familiar laugh in the background.

"Wolte, didn't I tell you not to disturb anyone while on your mission?"

It was a soft delicate voice of a woman, she was reassuring and caring but also carried some authority in it. The words of the girl were as if a princess was bestowing me with her words. 

"Sorry sorry, I couldn't just help to fight him." 

I heard a soft pout from the girl before she started to hit Wolte. Her physical attacks do no damage to him.

"You need to listen to me or else I might do something you don't like."

"Like what my queen?"

"Don't call me that!"

She got more embarrassed and took his weapon and swung it at him, cutting off his head. His head started to laugh, he took up his head and reattached it. 

What was going on? Why was Wolte still here? Why couldn't I move? Why do I see Roxy sitting there with an angry expression? That happened minutes ago.

Then it hit me, time has been rewound. It was the exact moment I intervened saving Roxy. 

"So Isadora, what do we do with him?"

Turning her gaze back towards me the girl with wings whose name was Isadora placed her hands behind her back. 

"I don't want him to suffer, please kill him quickly."

She clasped her hands and closed her eyes as if she were praying for me not to suffer. 

Wolte picked up his weapon and confirmed with his queen's order. 

Honestly Devina, why do you always put me in these predicaments? The mark on my cheek wasn't reacting, it seemed like time had been completely halted. 

How could I actually do anything? Because the Aeon of Freedom wasn't reacting anymore, I didn't feel the urge to break through. It was a hopeless situation. The weapon touched my neck but completely turned into silver. 

An annoyed grunt came from Wolte. 

"Even in completely stopped time this guy still manages to freeze my shit."

Isadora stopped praying when she saw Wolte's weapon turn into silver. She started to tremble, her eyes started to dance around while her hands wrapped around her head. 

She took multiple steps back before stumbling and landing on the ground.

"No… no no no…"

She started to shake her head, and Wolte ran up to her to comfort her. 

He helped her up onto her feet again. She stood at least 3 meters away from me. 

She nervously asked Wolte if it was the same silver abilities as the one they met decades ago.

He started to laugh and told her not to be scared. Trying to show her it was nothing dangerous, he touched my neck, but his arm started to freeze. 

"Stop it Wolte! We should leave this place."

Her hands were now close to her face, it seemed like she had an awful experience with silver weapons. But who is this girl? How could she stop and rewind time?

Is she one of the Aeons? There is no mark on her cheek but who was she then? If Wolte, a dragon called her queen, would that imply that she is the queen of dragons?

**In Devina's hotel room** 

Aylin is playing with Oslovi, Emovi is worriedly watching through the window and Devina is watching Vivshi go through dungeons. She was closely observing how he manipulated his abilities without applying his Aeon of Freedom.

"He needs to master this in less than 4 days."

Devina continued to scrutinize Vivshi through the Aeon of Dexterity.

But what was completely unexpected was the emergence of two dragons. She expected only one. Because she had lured that one there but, two dragons were not a part of her calculations. Mere seconds before the time rewind Devina realized Vivshi might be in trouble. It was no normal dragon that came to Wolte's rescue it was the Dragon Monarch Isadora. 

But why was she there? Why was her top subordinate there as well? Devina sighed, she had thought that one dragon would be good training for Vivshi but two of them might be too much for him to handle. 

Devina had planted bait for dragons around the entrance of the dungeon but she didn't expect such big fish to bite. She rubbed her chin, thinking why strong dragons was in Dragonspine.

A dreadful thought slowly took over Devina. Her eyes slowly widened as she realized. 

In her mind, she didn't want the things that she had thought of to be real. But there was no doubt about it. 

The Aeon of Guilt has finally made his move after thousands of years. 

But despite this revelation, Devina didn't feel hopelessness or fear. But excitement for the new era is beginning. The era of where Aeons hunted Aeons! 

Devina grinned, her mind racing with thoughts of the future ahead of her. 

"Bring it on Aeons."

**Back in the Dungeon**

Isadora moved back, turning her back towards me, and shoving Wolte away. 

"Hurry up, hurry up!!!"

"Jeez, why in such a hurry, we are in frozen time."

"We didn't even get an order from the king to do this! So do not even argue with me!"

Wolte started to walk away with a dissatisfied expression, looking back at me multiple times. It was as if he wasn't satisfied yet. That our fight could have continued. 

As Wolte started to walk, Isadora finally calmed down. She placed her hands in front of her, walking with grace. Isadora spread out her wings before retracting them. More feathers fell to the ground. 

Had I been saved by this queen of dragons? Time was still stopped but I felt as if the whole ordeal wasn't over. Meters away from the exit of the room they stopped.

Wolte clutched onto his queen and leapt away with her. Her eyes widened as she saw the whole chamber had been divided in two by a wall of silver.

"Time has been stopped… HOW ARE YOU MOVING?" 

The queen squealed at the darkness of the exit. Wolte turned feet turned into sparks as he tried to escape to the room above them.

But as he was nearing the wall, the entire chamber was turned into silver. 

Dignified steps filled with bloodlust emerged from the darkness. Wolte and Isadoras' eyes were filled with fear and trauma as they saw the man enter the room. 

As the man entered the room, I couldn't recognize him at first, his whole face was covered by thick cloth but as he stepped closer, the silver sword inside of my body started to shine. It was as if it was reacting to the man's presence. 

He took off his cloth and wrapped it around his waist revealing his hair and face.

Long white hair flowed down and eyes that resembled the void pierced through the dragons.

"Let's finish where we left off, Dragon Monarch."

A gaze filled with bloodlust cut through Wolte and Isadora. Wolte who was overconfident the whole time he fought me was shaking in the mere presence of the Silver Saint.