Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

"Good, continue and never stop then," Arthur said, patting Ron on the shoulder before adding more meat to the already exhausted reserves. He then went to check the new seedlings, those who would be put to further tests, and be granted many opportunities.

"Who, among you, is afraid of being killed, step out and return home now," Arthur said once he stopped in front of these youths. Most of them were present when he reached here with his small group of mages, summoned those huge monsters and took over the clan head title by his own hands.

He didn't know that, but inside all those seedlings' souls, he was already a legend.

No one moved an inch, instead they all raised their chests in pride, even if it took them to die, they would be dead under the teachings of their legendary clan head, some honor many were preparing to take any risk to obtain.

Arthur just nodded, commending all of them silently inside his mind. It wasn't the first time for him to teach new disciples, he had a sect before, and he taught those youngsters until they became masters.

And he intended to do exactly the same here, however the only problem he had was that he was exposed, totally exposed to any stranger eyes watching sneakily from far.

There was no time to look for another place, hidden from eyes, secluded, for training, so his only option now lied in one thing, the arrays!

Arrays were one great tool to affect mother nature, using the energy of heaven and earth, channeling it into a modified way that would cause certain results. What he needed now was an illusion array, not an advanced one of course, as advanced arrays would take much time and materials to be ready.

He could build a simple yet effective disguising array, which would be one of the lowest arrays in the illusion category, one of the lowest he ever made in his entire life.

To make an array, he needed various materials, like a special kind of wood to form poles, pillars of any array, and if he had a special type of clothes he would go further to form flags, but he lacked that right now.

He had the wood material, that charcoal he gathered from the burning forest from before, he had a lot of it. These burnt down trees were really unique, as they absorbed a lot of energy dissipating from the heavenly garden.

He thought if that didn't work to use the trees inside the garden, but he didn't want to do so, so he hoped this would succeed using this charcoal.

The second thing he needed would be a special ink, and he already had three unique blood reserved to be used as ink, one of that scorpion, which was kept alive, and even was given a chance to eat some meat from time to time to recover part of its strength before continuing its bleeding.

The second would be that flying monster's blood. A five horned flying monster that had a really long neck, a crocodile-like head, and sharp and thin needle-like feathers, grading in red colors to orange, with a black fanned tail. Arthur also kept it in a wounded state, and never let it heal, treating it the same way he treated the scorpion.

The third, and the highest and most precious type of ink would be that was gathered inside the heavenly garden, forming a large pool, came from the killed ancient demon.

Arthur was skeptical to use that ancient demon blood, after all it was so rare to meet one, and even much rarer to kill one. So, he decided to go with the scorpion and that bird's blood.

He knew he couldn't use different types of inks in making the poles of the array, unless he was doing a complicated array that was formed by other smaller arrays. So, he chose what he had much of, the scorpion blood.

The third thing he needed was to know how to draw the general and specific diagram of the array, where to distribute the poles, forming certain diagrams, matching heaven and earth energy flow.

He had this knowledge already, deep enough so he could teach others, and was considered by others as being a master. He looked at the youths, as he said:

"I want you to keep eating this meat, each will take only one hundred pieces until I come back," he said, as he threw a huge pile of meat in front of them.

His move seemed unnecessary to others, but he knew how deeply malnourished these youths were, and how bad their bodies needed energy. If he wanted to form an elite force as fast as possible, then he must start with what he started with for himself, nurturing his body in the right way.

And also he needed some time to make the array. He then left Randy with the new youths, as he loved the idea of being the head of them, and started to yell at them for no reason at all, but Arthur didn't say anything, as these youths needed some harsher treatment than the care he was giving them.

And Randy seemed to be the perfect candidate to do this role.

He then returned inside again, with his mind busy by the array he intended to do. He didn't doubt if that array would work here or not, as he stopped asking himself such questions since he met that venerable mysterious dragon being.

Without knowing it, Amelia was walking, silently, behind him. She didn't mean to sneak on him, as she noticed how deeply immersed he was, and she didn't want to disturb him.