The appearance of the goddess Ges

Far in the sky from where Tray and the wyvern were fighting, two figures were visible, one was more refined and her dress was blown by the wind. The other figure looked more menacing but at the same time calming.

They watched the battle from the very beginning, at some moments Amolinglou glanced at the goddess Ges who had a smile.

On her face at the sight of how her chosen one was wounded and how Trey tried to defeat the wyvern alone.

After meeting with Trey, the spirit of the forest feared that a goddess was following in the footsteps of the chosen one.

And his fears were confirmed when he felt the suffocating magic that spread throughout the forest. Amolinglou did not want to contact the goddess Ges, he remembered her strange behavior, but he also did not want her to destroy what he protected.

Did he have the opportunity to confront the goddess of chaos? Realizing that in his condition he would not be able to even scratch her dress, he could only appear in front of her.

Feeling that the spirit of the forest had arrived, Ges removed what caused the appearance of the spirit of the forest.

- And you were in no hurry to appear, my old friend Amolinglou. - Ges's cheerful melodic voice was heard.

The spirit of the forest wanted to say that he did not remember when they became friends, but decided not to voice his thoughts in the presence of the goddess and only smiled modestly.

- I did not expect your appearance in my humble forest, what brought you here? - Amolinglou answered, trying to give his voice a truthful note in his voice.

Listening to his excuses, she just shook her head and slowly began to approach him. The spirit of the forest wanted to instinctively take steps back, realizing that he could not leave, he tried to relax. He was not a threat to her and as he noticed the goddess was in a cheerful mood.

- You also haven't learned to lie, the spirit of the forest, if you don't want to test what I'm capable of, better don't keep trying to deceive me. - Ges said in a quiet voice, coming close to Amolinglou.

From the outside it looked like a couple in love met in the forest, but the spirit of the forest, from the words of the goddess of chaos, felt fear begin to take over him.

He remembered what happened to entire races that provoked the goddess of chaos. There was nothing left of these races that the remaining races could find to confirm that the disappeared race ever existed.

- I apologize, goddess Ges, I did not mean to offend you. I communicated with your chosen one, but again, I did not expect you to arrive so quickly. - The spirit of the forest stammered.

Goddess Ges nodded at his words, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the sky. Amolinglou did not have time to say anything, his strength and speed were inferior to the gods and he could only wait for the moment when they stopped.

The flight continued for some time until they found themselves over one of the parts of the forest in which it was raining heavily.

In the distance one could see the mountains where the wyverns lived, not understanding why the goddess Ges brought him here, he followed her gaze and saw a half-elf who was running in a certain direction.

Frowning, Amolinglou tried to feel what was in the direction Trey was moving. The spirit of the forest was connected from the trees and vegetation in the forest to the monsters.

Continuing to take information from the wounded trees and foliage, he began to get an idea of ​​who Tray was striving for.

- Do you want to put him in danger goddess? - Amolinglou asked, trying to hide the anxiety in his voice.

Unlike the professors at Trey's academy, he knew that in addition to simple wyverns, royal wyverns also lived on this mountain.

They had more of the dragons than other wyverns and their fire had a similar power to that of the dragons. The spirit of the forest doubted that this young half-elf stood a chance against even a wounded wyvern.

- If you think that I will save him or provide any help when he is on the verge. My answer is no, Trey himself decided to choose the royal wyvern as his opponent. - Ges answered in a calm voice, watching the battle of her chosen one.

The spirit of the forest, listening to the goddess of chaos, sighed, he saw that Trey's battle was on the brink.

After the half-elf was hit by fire and the right side of his body was damaged by fire, Amolinglou took a quick look at Ges.

There was a slight smile on her face and anticipation was visible in her narrowed eyes. The spirit of the forest remembered the times when gods still lived in the world and each of them had their own vision of their chosen ones.

Almost all the gods helped their chosen ones in understanding their strength, but there were also those who believed that the chosen ones should themselves understand their strengths and their capabilities.

And the goddess Ges was the most demanding; the spirit of the forest remembered the rumors that he had then heard that some of her chosen ones died trying to accomplish something. And now he saw how her chosen one was most likely on the verge of defeat and his death.

Royal wyverns differed in addition to more powerful magic, they had a more developed spirit that became stronger with age. Looking at the royal wyvern, Amolinglou saw that she was still young.

She treated Trey as a non-dangerous creature, and after he broke his blade, the royal wyvern completely relaxed.

According to the spirit of the forest, the outcome of the battle had already been decided, turning his gaze to the figures that were holding back the monsters and animals of the forest, he was surprised to feel the strength in them who could help Trey.

Pondering the possibility, he was about to intervene in the battle of the figures and inhabitants of his forest when he felt a light touch on his shoulder.

He understood that this action could only be done by the goddess Ges, who was next to him, turning his gaze to her, he saw in her eyes that she was serious.

- Don't even think about interfering and recalling the monsters and animals, this is only a battle between Tray and the royal wyvern. - She turned to Amolinglou in a serious voice.

He could only submit to her demand, as he did not feel sorry for this young half-elf. But he didn't want to check what Ges was ready to do if the spirit of the forest disobeyed.

The spirit of the forest watched as waves of monsters and animals crashed against these strange four figures. Amolinglou tried to sense whether they were alive or not, but he only felt Tray's magic.

The harmony of the forest was disrupted, many predators left their habitats and tried to make their way to the royal wyvern.

- Only on the brink of life and death can you see what any of the representatives of the races is worth. I don't want my chosen one to rely on anyone other than himself; if he makes a mistake, it will cost him his life and he won't be able to blame anyone for his failure except himself. - Ges said unexpectedly without taking her eyes off Trey.

She saw that he was hitting the royal wyvern with all his strength, how he did not pay attention to the wounded right side of his body.

His opponent, who had previously felt safe, began to feel a threat to his life when the blade of darkness began to cut through her scales.

Instead of trying to bite the enemy with her mouth, she tried to kill him with her tail, but this led to nothing. On the contrary, Ges saw how darkness filled Trey's body. Did he understand what he was doing?

Ges doubted that, in her opinion, Trey did it unconsciously. He saw how the darkness hurt and pierced the scales and organs of the royal wyvern.

She and Amolinglou listened to his scream and the roar of his opponent and then the royal wyvern fell. The spirit of the forest was already thinking about how to offer condolences for the death of her chosen one when, before his eyes, the royal wyvern fell to the ground and did not move.

And at that moment he heard Ges's cheerful laughter, not understanding the reason for her fun, he turned his gaze to her.

Her serious gaze disappeared as did the threatening fluctuations of Amolinglou's magic, was she having fun?

The spirit of the forest did not understand the behavior of the goddess of chaos; they were not afraid that someone might see or hear them.

There are no such representatives of races left in the world, much less gods. Some spirits or monsters might see their silhouettes, but even if they saw them they would run away in horror.

Amolinglou saw how tears began to flow from the eyes of the goddess; in his entire life he did not remember that Ges behaved like this.

Fearing the worst, he began to move away from her as chaos began to flow from her body and spread near her.

She didn't care about the behavior of the spirit of the forest, and the fact that her magic began to seep into the world, she knew that Trey would survive, but there were many options for how.

She saw his burned right side of his body and head, his right eye which could see practically nothing. The hair that had been troubling Trey before the battle was now completely absent from the right side of his head.

His head resembled a half-rotten fruit, the right side was almost completely black and streams of blood flowed from many places on it.

The other part of his head and face was a little lighter and his good eye was blinking slowly. Like the head, the remaining right side of the body was also completely wounded by fire, the harbinger's armor barely held back the attack of the royal wyvern.

They saw him staggering to the side and climbing into the wings of the wyvern's corpse. According to the spirit of the forest, he acted recklessly, monsters and animals kept arriving.

The figures, no matter how powerful they are, will not be able to withstand the attacks of a large number of forest inhabitants.

- Now you can give them the order to retreat, the spirit of the forest. - Without trying to hold back her laughter, Ges turned to Amolinglou.

The spirit of the forest did not need to hear her demand again, as the spirit of the forest he had the ability to influence the inhabitants of the forest and without much difficulty the monsters began to leave the place where Tray and the royal wyvern fought.

When the surviving inhabitants of the forest left, it became clear how many were killed by the figures who continued to stand in place. From the sight of how many they killed Amolinglou, one could only hope that over time, harmony would return to the forest.

He didn't want some faunas to begin to dominate others if before that they were one step lower.

Ges, who watched as the inhabitants of the forest went to their habitats, snapped her fingers and the figures began to dissolve.

She, as a goddess, had the ability to cancel or even erase the magic that belonged to her powers.

- What did you tell him about the sanctuaries in the Avel capital? - Ges unexpectedly asked Amolinglou.

The spirit of the forest did not expect such a sudden change in dialogue; remembering the conversation with Trey, he did not tell him anything that would hinder him or, on the contrary, help him in the sanctuary.

- Nothing, only that in it he will be able to create his own technique of the sword of the chosen one. - The spirit of the forest answered thoughtfully, trying to keep him as far away from Ges as possible.

He remembered the ancient rule not to tell the chosen ones what awaited them when they reached the sanctuary of the gods.

Only the chosen few who visited the sanctuary knew what was there; the rulers understood that they were not destined to get there and did not try to go against the orders of their gods.

- Smart boy, now show me your forest, nothing will happen here anyway. - Ges said in a cheerful voice.

Amolinglou choked when he heard the goddess of chaos call him a boy. If representatives of the races knew about spirits, he would be the oldest, but for Ges he was really like a boy.

Trying to show a smile, the spirit of the forest extended his hand to her, the goddess grinned at Amolinglou's behavior but took the outstretched hand and then disappeared, leaving the scene of the battle between Tray and the royal wyvern.