The light was strong, emitting from above, with a strong yellowish hue, reflecting the light off the wood, the shadows made the light less bright, these came from people sitting at the dinner table.
—Mommy, today was a lot of fun. I discovered that there is a parrot that looks like a peacock.
— Honey, is this peacock called Argos?
— Yes, daddy. Nicolas and I were playing ball when two girls appeared, one with black hair and the other blonde. They played ball with us while Maria drew them on the floor.
"So, that means Shizuko and the rest of the group found Mr. Igor's laboratory. Children, after you finish eating, we'll go see the birth of Mr. Igor's daughter."
The children nodded, looking at their parents. Nicolas ate next to an ebony woman with blue eyes, shaved above the same blue eyebrows. She ran her hand over Henrique's head, and he was watching his father. A black cloth was tied between his red hair, parting it, the curliest part in the front. His eyes were darker than the night.
— So Mom and Dad are friends with the girls who played soccer with us?
— Yes, we are her best friends, I really like Shizuko, but I hate her partner.
— Why mom?
— he went to the person who killed his older brother. Are you done? Then let's go!
All the chairs pulled up to the table as the family left the room. The man quickly cleared the dishes from the tables and went to wash them. The woman went to the living room, grabbed her children's backpacks from the sofa, and placed them on the sofa. Everyone then left the house.
— Children, today is the promised day. You know, don't you?
— Are you talking about the story told by Mr. Igor?
— The day the dragon will awaken, the young woman will become one with the fire, and the lady will be reborn. How cool, so can we do the math?
— Of course. You are the important characters in this story. You will be the ones to defeat the evil dragon of darkness. But before that, we must witness the birth of the daughter of the one who made it impossible for you to exist.
Nothing can escape the moon, the symbol of the goddess of the hunt, just as she never lets her prey escape. The moonlight penetrated the festivities ready to unfold.
"Are you ready, Felipe?" Cassandra rested her face on Dionysus' shoulder.
"It's simple, Felipe. Just throw the amphora on the ground and it will burst, freeing the Hermaphrodite." Calisto tucked her hair behind her ear and brushed it back and forth several times, anxiously.
"I'm curious how this scene will play out." He brought the Tirso to his mouth, releasing wine from it. "This is very good!"
— Here I go!
Felipe dropped the amphora to the ground, releasing a huge smoke, perhaps from the time it had been sealed. Amidst the curtain of dust, there was a glow: the scales of a small pink serpent. Hermaphrodite's eyes glowed yellow, its fangs sinking straight into Mamoru's neck, while its body twisted around his arm.
— Calm down, he hasn't evolved yet.
"It will evolve in moments. Aix are twin creatures; they only evolve when they form a contract with the same person. I need to do my part now."
The marks on Cassandra's body began to glow. Her hair became like flames, and her eyes greener than Demeter's fields. She crouched down in front of August's body, placed her hand on his face, and began to char it, spells flowing from her mouth.
Everyone's eyes remained fixed on Felipe, kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed, but the wind was silent. The night wind brought to Calisto's ears the sound of footsteps coming from the laboratory entrance.
"I know you can hear me, Shizuko." The Nyx-clad woman stomped her feet, her heels audible. "This is Simoneta, it's been a while."
"You've already met our children, so we don't need to introduce them." The man held Nicolas and Henrique's hands. "This is Alessandro. We've come to see the birth of Mr. Igor's daughter. Yes, he was the one who saved Simonetta and gave meaning to the death of that child Mamoru removed from her mother's body."
Calisto aimed her bow toward her long hallway, but when she saw the children there, she instantly gave up.
In front of Calisto, Felipe's body was covered in black scales, while the pointed parts of Felipe's elbow rose, tearing his shirt, giving rise to transparent black and blue wings. His face was covered by a pink, blue, and black dragon skull.
"Hold on, young man," Tiresias screamed inside Philip. "Just let the hermaphrodite bite you, and Cassandra will do the rest."
— What are Alessandro and Simonetta doing here? — Hana saw the children. — Why didn't I notice this before?
When Felipe heard the names being called, he flapped his wings at high speed, heading toward Alessandro, even though the hermaphrodite was biting his neck. His scales turned purple. His shoulders were each covered in yellow bones. His eyes turned green. When he reached a few meters from Alessandro, he put his hands to his shoulders and turned the bones into weapons.
"Daddy! Get out of the way so we can defeat the evil dragon." The three children shouted in unison.
— Children, we came here to see a birth. If they kill Mamoru, how will there be a birth? Would Mr. Igor be happy if that happened?
Alessandro ran toward Felipe. Seeing this, Simonetta stepped in front of her children, creating an oval shell. Alessandro made a hand movement, and the shell quickly reached his hands. He spread his feet and braced himself for impact.
"Hey, redhead, I'll take care of him until the transformation is complete. When you're done, put the soul of scientist Igor's daughter in that body." He made a movement with his shoulder, flexing and rotating. "Relax, I'm not going to kill your boyfriend yet. Igor wouldn't approve."
"Igor, so he really is Charon, I had my doubts." He increased the flame generation from his hands. "Alessandro, just don't die for him."
The young man nodded, his body retracted and he faced Mamoru. The angry dragon raised his arm from his hip and above his head, striking the air heavily, preparing his attack.
Alessandro lifted his body, twisted, and threw his shield at Mamoru. Mamoru struck with all his strength, piercing it, and pinning his weapon to it. Alessandro moved his fingers, and the shield, along with Mamoru, returned to him. Alessandro twisted, getting under Mamoru. He placed one hand on his torso and the other guided his arm, bringing Mamoru to the ground.
— No matter how much time passes, you will always lose to me in the war.
— Fuck, that's fucked up... I'm already drunk.