I then pulled Chastiefol from my back and began spinning it around me like a friggin jujitsu master before over extatically exclaiming, "It's show time!"

I jumped up in a backflip, landing on the shoulders of the guard behind me, before giving said guards neck a quick chop with the side of my hand. After a second, he began to fall limp on the floor. I then jumped off of the unconscious body, using his face as push off, and kicked the guard opposite him in the neck. I used the momentum to spin my entire body round, bringing the guards unconscious form with me, until I was in a press up position but wit his neck under my twisted leg. After standing up, I began stretching my leg out, realising that I should have definitely done it before my stunt.

It was then the remaining three guards snapped out of their stupor and began to react. I jab from a spear was approaching my left; so I grabbed the handle just before the spears head and snapped it off. After some consideration, I decided using Chastiefol on a bunch of guards just doing their job was harsh, so I place it back on my back as the soldiers took some steps back.

I threw the head of the spear to the floor in front of it's owner, distracting him, and giving me enough time to shoot forwards and force him to the ground by his chest. I proceeded to steel all the power from his limbs and vocal box, but I didn't absorbed it. I already knew the drawbacks from it, and it wasn't worth wasting on a simple guard.

Deciding I had finished my warm up, I took power from the remaining two as well, before making my way to the soldier wearing a spear in his chest. "Sorry about that buckaroo." I said, before pulling out the spear and focusing pollen garden around his wound. It wouldn't repair his most likely punctured lung, but I managed to stop the bleeding and fix his oesophagus. I then closed up the wound, but the scar it left was inevitable.

All through the process, he was staring at me with an expression that showed many emotions. The most prominent being anger. So before he could try anything, I levitated him above Chastiefols pillow form before sending it off into some random tavern in the city walls before bringing it back and placing it back on my back. That's a lot of backs.

The gate I chose wasn't the main entrance, but an emergency escape route. This meant less security was supplied, and I wouldn't have to check into the front desk. Yes, I know what your thinking....... 'Phoenix, o' beautiful Phoenix, why didn't you just jump over the walls?' And to that I say, I simply didn't think of that at the time.

I opened the large wooden double doors and stepped inside the city. It appeared that I entered into a rather filthy back ally, with rats and homeless muggers wrapping up the look. It was kind of refreshing, reminded me of the pictures I had seen of London in it's prime. Although, I was told the language they used back then was basically dribble. They used to call shoes......safe.......as a complement. What the fuck does that even mean? Like really, we'd just say 'cool shoes', and that'd be it. Humans really are a baffling species. Well, good thing I'm not exactly part of that demographic now, being part: human, fairy, and crystal gem.

I slipped my hands in my pockets after putting up my hood, having forgot to do it before. Walking out of the alley, I was found myself in a fairly empty street. It is late, but I'm surprised considering it's the capital of a rather prominent nation. I began walking around, taking in my surroundings. A few things stood out to me in particular. Most of the buildings were made of sandstone, which wasn't what I was expecting. You'd think griffons would reside in mountains or something of the like, but from what I could tell we weren't at a high altitude at all. The place gave off a more African/British vibe, which is a weird one to describe. Another thing that caught my eye, was the banners lined practically on every building. I would describe each of them, but I didn't have to being as though they were all of the same emblem. It was a large crimson phoenix plastered over a salmon orange circle. However, the circle was split in two, with the ends of one overlying with the ends of the other. Pretty generic, but nobody asked me.

I walked over to a low hanging one to take a closer look. It was hung on what I assumed to be a pub, considering all the drunks that were walking out. The banner seemed to be made of an expensive silk, without a speck of dirt on it. This puzzled me a bit, seeming a though the pub it was hung on didn't appear to be the most hygienic. The place was also quite run down; you could see it had gone through some shit.

Continuing walking, I crossed another road to find a small doll shop. It too, had a banner outside, just as spotless as the last one. Now, no offence to the little old lady inside, but the shop was obviously on it's last legs. How would a run down corner shop like this have the money to spare to promote something like the.....wait, what is it even called? I'd hope 'The Phoenix Fiesta' because I'm a weeb, but I wouldn't call a five person free-for-all a 'fiesta'. I decided to leave my pondering there. Besides, I already had a rough idea of what was happening.

I stepped inside the little shop, with a small ding of a bell in my wake. The first thing I noticed was the overwhelming smell of lavender, coming form an incense on her desk. And next to that there was a........book. The little old lady behind the counter looked up from the book she had in her hands and beamed at me. "Hello there! Thought I'd keel over and die before anyone entered this little shop of mine!"

My lip curled up at her sense of humour before I replied. "Well your in luck today, Miss......" I rolled my hand in a questioning gesture.

"Quilt, Miss Quilt." She said, getting off her chair and walking towards me. She then extended her hand to me and spoke. "And who might you be?"

I took her hand in mine, placing a kiss on it, before answering. "You may call me Mr Elvenkind." Figured telling her my real name would course quite the kerfuffle with the whole 'fiesta' going on.

She gave me a playful smack on the chest for my actions before turning and going back to her desk, cleaning it up a bit. "So how may I help you today Mr Elvenkind?"

"Well you see, I've always been a rather big fan of-" I was cut off. Not by a voice, but by a realisation. "A fang..........."

She froze at my words, confirming my suspicion. I couldn't tell at first due to her hiding her ghoulish presence impeccably well, but her first mistake was the lavender incense. I have to say, I hate lavender. The moment I smelt it in the shop I began breathing through my mouth when possible, as to not pick up the smell as strongly. However, I could taste the bitter taste of metal in my mouth, which meant only one thing. There was blood in the air. And not a small amount. Now, this alone wasn't what confirmed it for me. Because I'm a shneaky individual, I set her up. I uttered the words 'A fang' at a volume humans simply wouldn't be able to hear; but she reacted.

Before I could say anything further, she practically wiped everything off of her desk looking for a book. And once she had found said book, she opened it to reveal a knife hidden inside of it. The pages had been cut out perfectly to conceal it. You'd never know it was there. Unless your me of course, who realised the moment I walked into the shop. Yes yes I know I'm amazing.

The old lady span around with the dagger gripped tightly between her two profusely sweating hands. An abundance of fear was sketched across her face as she spoke. "Get out of my shop! I'll cut ya!"

I sighed, walking over to her slowly with my eyes closed. Despite her gipping it with all her might, I levitated the knife out of her hands and placed it in my back pocket. Her eyes widened as she realised I was a magic wielder. She began to scurry to her back room, but I slammed the door shut with air bending before pulling the ground up in front of it to prevent it being opened. She span around to look at me again. Before looking at the door I entered from. However, before she even made the attempt, I positioned my self between her and the door within a blink of an eye.

She had given up at this point, and fell to her knees in tears. She began wiping the tears from her eyes before stammering out, "Please make it quick." Needless to say the scene was quite unnerving, but I suppose this was just how things worked.

I began my way over to the woman, crouching in front of her and placing my hands on her shoulders. "Ruber, lūteus, viridis, caeruleus or āter?"

"Huh?" The currently shaking woman stammered out. Looking up at me in surprise.

"Ruber, lūteus, viridis, caeruleus or āter?"

"Lūteus......" She said in a shocked tone. Probably never met someone who knew about the clans.

"I see." I said, taking a hand off of her and using it to scratch my chin. "Apologies milady, I know it isn't very becoming of me, but may I inquire your age?"

"I-I'm, six thousand s-seven hundred and twenty six."

"Thank you milady. This is very useful information." She nodded slowly. "Also, may I ask why you did not resort to your kagune?"

She gave a weak chuckle at my question before answering, "Good ol' Arthur."

I laughed audibly at her remark, knowing that she was referring to arthritis. "I see! I wasn't aware fangs could get that."

"Well, were more similar to humans than you think, us fangs." She spoke wearing a sad smile.

"Oh I'm well aware!" I said, getting up from my crouching position. Her gaze followed me up, either in confusion or hope. "Whelp, Miss Quilt, I have to be off now. I hope you have a wonderful evening!"

"W-What? Y-Your n-not gonna, kill me?"

I placed my hand on my chest and took a step back as if I had been fatally insulted, before giving my retort. "Ah! I'm not a murderer you know! That comment was very inconsiderate!" However, she was too shaken up to respond to my antics. "In the upcoming month I shall come to visit you once more. Make sure your packed and ready to go by then. I will be taking you to a place where you will be safe. But, you may have to deal with a few tests to make it worth my while. Is this acceptable?" She slowly nodded in response, still on the floor with tears in her eyes, and still overwhelmed by the situation. "Wonderful." I responded, before making my way over to the exit. "Oh. Almost forgot." I turned around to her and shut all the blinds in the room before extending my right arm out. I then proceeded to pull Chastiefol from my back and cut it clean off. The woman stared at me like I was a mad man as I picked up the limb and threw it over to her. "This should last you until I next visit; bon appetit!" I didn't wait for a response, but instead left the building in time for my arm to grow back fully.

As I left the shop, I stretched my neck and it made a quick pop, before I realised the small boy to my right. He was staring at my right arm, so I looked it over to see the red liquid covering the top half. Realising my mistake, I bent the blood off and put it down the nearest drain, before turning back to the boy. I put my pointing figure over my lips and gave him a wink, before taking my leave towards the castle.

Looking up at the moon, I realised it had now gotten pretty late, and I knew I wouldn't have much time to sleep. And so, I decided to speed things up a little. By that I mean running straight towards the castle at a speed where no one could see me. Now at the castle gates, I jumped over them before the guards could even shout my name. Although they definitely saw my entry. I then proceeded to jump over the entire courtyard -which was absolutely stunning by the way- and land just outside the main entrance. Looking back, I took in the beauty that was the entrance to the castle. There was a red carpet with a golden lining going from the gate all the way up to there stairs I was stood on. And on either side of said carpet was a line of palm trees, standing at at least twenty feat. Multiple lakes could also be seen around the area, with various statues spouting water into each. Overall a magnificent site, but then again, my planet went boom before I had the chance to see any of these wonderful sites, so I'm probably biased.

After I turned back around, I was greeted by two scary lookin fellas in armour. Both carrying cutlass' the size of Snipe. Now, normally I'd take part in battle right about now but I knew that I needed to get some sleep as well as inform the others that we were leaving tomorrow, and so I decided to just take the power from the two of them and be on my merry way.

I opened the over sized doors and walked into, you guessed it, more guards! Having already stealthily snuck in without raising a single suspicion and not evidently jumping over walls going above twenty feat, I decided to do the shneakiest thing imaginable. That being running around the castle seven times to get a good lay of the land. I came across a rather large arena looking thing. I say rather large but I mean, gladiator level shit. I assumed that was where the ceremony would be held, seeming as though you could hold hundreds of thousands of people in the seating area alone.

After my seventh lap, I decided I was satisfied with the information I gained, and decided to just walk out the way I came. Many guards move to stop me, but I simply pushed each of them back with my air bending before exiting the castle.

Finally done with everything I had planned, I returned home. I contemplated telling the girls about the trip, but then assumed Celestia or Luna had already done it, and so I banished the thought from my mind. Once upstairs, I took a shower, brushed me teeth, and hopped into bed; letting the world of dreams take me.

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