Losing control (2)

Everyone was dragged up the stairs without being given a chance to see their destinies. 

Arian tried to fight the pull alas it was too strong and at the end of it, he too fell to it's will and was dragged to the new island. 

His heart beat quickened, the fight was inevitable. As he wasn't going to let Malark kill him. In a battle for survival, it wasn't going to be him going down. 

On arriving on the island, Arian's breath caught. The world was more beautiful than he imagined it would be. Seeing as it came into being from his imagination, that went to say something. 

"I thought the same thing," Malark let out.  "It's beautiful, way too beautiful for the wretched souls," he added flashing a glance at Landon. 

"What do you mean, son?" Theo asked in a worried tone. 

"Just this," Malark let out and went down on one knee.  He touched the ground with his hand, Arian inhaled deeply feeling Malark's touch on his body.