Chapter 15:

An unexpected help

Covered by a mantle, Devon walked quickly, and arrived near the city about half hour after the trial. The gates are locked and the soldiers never give up watching. In the top of a small hill, Devon and Cyrrus watch carefully.

"Now, what we gonna do, Lord Devon? We cannot win all these soldiers in combat on our own, and if we surrender to them, the same way as Darion will occur with us." said Cyrrus, smoothly.

"Well, these walls are high, but can be climbed. If we just could distract them..."

Then, suddenly, the wind started to flow strong, and Devon had to hold his mantle not to lost it. In this moment, Cyrrus looked carefully to one direction and listened.

"What do you see, Cyrrus?" Asked Devon

"I see..., no I hear my name being called!" Answered Cyrrus

"Cyrrus..., Holy Cyrrus..., my dear Cyrrus..., my dear child" - said a pretty harmonious voice, coming from the mountain itself.

Both of them could hear the voice, very clear and understand it.

"It comes from Northwest... and I'm seeing a cave!" Said Cyrrus, surprised.

"Let's go see what is it. If knows you, may be of help. Maybe it's Mythran, who knows!" Said Devon.

And they walked alongside the cliff. The wind doesn't seems to stop, but increasing even more when they approaches to the cave. The cave, strangely, was very large, and the wind stopped as soon as they arrive. They felt only a breeze, coming from a room, after a curve from west. They could see all perfectly, and the cave was not dark. There were torches inside, two in each wall, side by side. When they cross the path and step into the room, they saw a strange form of wind, like a cyclone, spinning without stop, but strangely, the wind emanating was weak, and the room has no roof. Then the wind said:

"Hello, dear child. This pleases me to see you alive."

"You are..., Stratos!!!" - said Cyrrus, stepping back, surprised.

"Indeed, child, I am Stratos. I used much of my last forces to call you here. I am glad you heard my call. As you know, I am weak. My time is short, my powers are almost all fading. I expect that Avatar be able to save his people from Guardian"

"What are you saying? You're saying that Avatar was right? The Guardian is an evil?" - Asked Devon

"Yes, Tempest. But now it doesn't matters. Cyrrus, your spells are not working, are they?"

"No, Stratos, they aren't. Since the Breath of Wind was stolen..."

"It was not stolen, my child. It was taken for the good of many. Avatar is the only hope of his world, as well as you are the only hope of your world. I have accepted my fate, and I do not wish to regain my powers. In the ancient ages I have made many suffer with my winds of fury. Now I want to help in some manner. Cyrrus, I will give my last powers to you."

"To me? but why?"

"You are the only one now that can handle it, and I know that you'll use it fairly well. Please, put your foci in front of me. Don't worry about the tests. You have earned enough status to deserve this."

And then, Cyrrus put the foci in front of Stratos. Cyrrus never aparted of his Foci, even after it losts its powers. Then Stratos said:

"That shall be this way! My powers will be put at good use. Cyrrus, I trust my powers to you. Make sure they will be used for good objectives, and to make a new age: The age of mankind. We, Titans, do not have anymore rights about the destiny of the men and women in this world. Now the fate is made by your hands...!"

And saying that, a great whisper surrounded the room, focusing on the foci, as the Stratos's wind become weaker, and flashs of light are seeing in the room.

"Stratos!!!!" Screamed Cyrrus.

"My dear child. Forgive me for all that I did that made others suffer. Not only my sight will be wasted now, but I must cease to exist, in order to repay my debts. Know that your friend Mythran may still be alive. Don't ever lose your hope, because it is the greatest treasure that you may acquire in all of your life. Farewell, my dear child..."

And saying that, the foci brighted, and the wind ceased. Stratos had vanished. Two other foci have left behind in the place where Stratos was. One of them was the Air Walk foci, and the other was an stranger foci, which symbol was a sun.

"Stratos gave me her powers..." Saying Cyrrus to itself, still don't believing in what happened.

"Let's go, Cyrrus. We have to go to the city soon. Darion willl be dead by Bloodtide." - said Devon, putting a hand on Cyrrus's shoulder.

Then Cyrrus took all the foci and walked back to the cliff.

"But how will we cross the gates?" Asked Devon, very concerned.

"Now we have a way! My foci are enchanted again. Now I can use Fade from Sight spell on us!" - exclaimed Cyrrus

"What are you doing stucked here? Let's do it!"

Then Cyrrus used Fade from Sight spell, and they walked to the gates. When the soldiers got far, they climbed the walls, and entered the city. One of the soldiers have heard something and looked, but saw nobody and ignored it.

"Now we must find Darion. He cannot be far from here. Maybe... in that building?" - said in a low voice, Devon, pointing at the big green building.

"Let's find out. Nobody will see us anyway..." - replied Cyrrus

And then, the two invisible heroes approached the green building...

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