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As the tension rose, Laocarn quickly intervened to break them apart.
"He is the Dark Angel, commanded by legend to bring back peace and prospecity to the angels."
Arais’s heart again fell at Laocarn’s expectations of him, her sense of pride at something he was not stabbed at his conscience.
Ivan slowly took his hands off Arais, and looked at him in a rather bemused expression.
"Him……? But….." Ivan began to protest to Laocarn, but she cut him off.
"Surely, you have heard the legend of the half demon half angel, who will help the angels rise in their lowest moment, being of the Dakun."
"Well, yes….but he’s just a boy, he can’t take on such a task"
Arais again began to realise he was gradually being pushed out of the conversation.
"The myths are vague, but he can" Laocarn looked over to Arais, the hope in her eyes making his heart sink.
Ivan looked over at him, sceptical to say the least. He sighed.
"I will have to believe you, my lady" Ivan aimed at Laocarn. "Well, as I said, I must hurry to Seladon."
"We must speak to the Elder as well, why do you need his expertise?" Laocarn inquired.
"Those demons have destroyed my clan, I must seek revenge for my fallen family and friends. In our scriptures, they tell of the Elder’s advice and him as our spiritual guide. He will surely know how to lead me in my vengeance."
This seemed to please Laocarn, as she nodded satisfactorily and headed east towards Seladon.
Arais sheathed his swords and began to follow her, when Ivan quietly grabbed his shirt and pulled his close. Ivan whispered into his ear, with an edge of anger still in his voice.
"She has blind faith in you, boy" Ivan said nodding towards Laocarn "I hope you can live up to it." The sound in Ivan’s voice hinting at what would happen if he couldn’t.
"But I’m not……." Arais started, by Ivan’s look stopped him in his tracks. Ivan let him go, with a slight shove, and they both walked off towards the east, a lingering thought of discomfort in his mind.
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