The words of Sophia fell upon the high castle of Fotia. Its flowing lava pits coming from the jaws of beasts carved from hardened black stone. Their ferocity was made into a display of Fotia's might. As a symbolic blade was also carved into the statue's arms while smaller blades were sticking from its back. The statue also had large batlike wings and glowing eyes from the lava inside. Smoke coming out of its nostrils, and there were many of them seeming to guard the gates of the Fotian castle.
The sphere shattered. Its pieces falling to the ground like frozen rain. The essence within floated away like mist in the wind. "This was decided the moment you chose to challenge our might. But we have the dragon of knowledge's feebleness and Nuxta's willing disposition to divulge his secrets to us to thank for our new clear path to victory. They speak as if we would be in awe and bow to Nuxta's might. Pathetic." The King's grasp rained the final sparkling pieces of the orb onto the reflective smooth marbled dark bronze floor.
A large bright and fiery blade raised to the air. Its enchanting symbols were endless and matched the glow of the ones on the King's body. Magnixx Hanoxx the Dragon Slaying King of Fotia stood above the other royals of his kingdom holding the sacred weapon bestowed upon him. "Long ago the power necessary to eliminate the dragons from these lands was created and has been passed down six times. Each time its power growing absorbing the strength of its wielder upon their passing. This may be true for every gift from the first seraphim but none more so than this weapon. The God Slayer." The King's aura spiked and his body began to glow like flames.
"I will slay this so-called God of Death and then slay the dragon god once and for all. Taking its essence and purging the curse upon the world!" The royals before him shouted like warriors, men, and women. All adorned with priceless symbolic clothing. The King's massive black horns were carved with symbols and enchanting text. His hardened form glistening in the natural warmth of the city. Like the statues standing over him, his form was sculpted and strong. Only decorative cloth covered his lower half and his feet were bare on the ground.
His fiery eyes looked at the wide opening ahead of him that gave a gorgeous view of the city below. Its humidity giving rise to thick mist in the lower districts. "Send word to the Temple of Knowledge! I will surrender my blade to Nuxta personally. Once he is before me." The fire that crackled around his body dispersed into the air giving a wave of heat to everyone inside. His massive blade raised inches from his face as he looked into its reflection. "I will be the one to end it all!"
A roar from all royals in the halls of Fotia's castle erupted in unison. The elders stood in a high rise within the massive hall and watched. "The future is uncertain. But we the descended exist to defy those who are considered gods. Ironic isn't it, we created gods of our Kings and Queens simply to do that." The old voice of the elder spoke softly to the others who stood around him. "Except our gods serve us in times like these. It is our way to have faith in their power. We will support him as best we can."