In the distance of the Shadow Fell, a high and terrible scream erupted for a minute then fell silent. It was followed by a beam of pure white light and the eerie silence of the Shadow Fell resumed its deadening persona once more.

Quake's ears perked up as she turned towards the noise, "Sounds like the Shadow Man is no more."

Captain Lion nodded, "Indeed."

"Good riddance!" Irzen added in agreement.

The Black Gate skipped a beat as if in response to its deadly benefactor's demise. No longer able to keep a steady beat, the pulse slowed down and the greenish-red glow dimmed.

Madeous patted the elemental dragon, "Time to finish this. Keep your eyes open. My experience tells me, there is a final boss we haven't seen yet."

Both Irzen and Birch scanned the area with their weapons at the ready in case of an attack.

Captain Lion scouted ahead while Quake slowly climbed down the rock face with her passengers. Once down on the same level as the Black Gate, Madeous dismounted and drew his weapon. The light illuminated the entire cavern from end to end.

Captain Lion saw an image of his lovely wife and sons all celebrating the death of the vampire king.

The vampire king was the reason Captain Lion and his family fled Earth with their lives because his power was too great to overcome. As much as he wanted this to see his family return home, he knew in his heart it was not possible....

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Madeous saw a portal open and Celestra walked through.

The platinum knight and the golden lady embraced each other with a passionate kiss.

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Quake saw her brother being born finally.

The elemental dragon meets Razorlink on an island where all four elements come together sharing stories and tales of adventure.

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Prince Birch sees his wife giving birth to their first born child.

"What? What is this?" Prince Birch asked no one in particular.

Birch sees himself doting over his first born child singing songs of praise and joy.

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Irzen sees his long dead wife very much alive and aches to be with her.

"This? This is impossible!" Irzen hissed as he drew forth his sword.

The lady drow, a fierce necromancer and loyal to the cause of wiping out the followers of Lolth surviving the aftermath. Her red eyes locked with Irzen, "Ussta ssinssrigg! ori'gato udossa celebrate lil' elghinn de' udossta phlithus foes! neitar zhal nind plynn vel'bol's rightfully udosst! zil natha gordo! zil natha akana fuma!"

Translation:: "My love! Let us celebrate the death of our hated foes! Never shall they take what's rightfully ours! As a whole! As a ruling family!"

The powerful illusion of temptation slowly crept up from behind the party. No one was safe.

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"Ah. I see," Lazheros rubbed his chin, "And how far does your ancestry go back? Centuries?"

"My personal ancestry can be traced back to the Melinbonean Scholar Numar-Nandie Sudestren who lived, studied and used to walk the very streets of East Port over a millennia ago." The Sage scratched his head, "Unless, of course, you mean't something else by your question, my lord?"

"And do you know of the Black Gate that resides beneath your home, Sudestren? Probably not. Some things are or were have been here long before your people settled. They are of an age long forgotten." Alyson's voice merged with both Perthonexio and Deargerax taking on a mixed draconic image.

"Fascinating!" Sudestren turned towards Alyson, "Do you know you have two dragons residing within you? But in answer to your question, yes, I am well aware of The Black Gate beneath East Port. But there is nothing to fear, the Gate is not only closed but the Black Gate itself is sealed deep in a cave with a heavy obstruction covering the entrance." With supreme confidence in his voice, Sudestren added, "Nothing short of a Cave Troll can move it!"

Lazheros pinched the brow of his nose, "And when was the last time anyone ventured down there?"

"Ninety-seven years ago," Sudestren replied without hesitation, "Once every hundred years, a small detachment of Clerics, Champions and Paladins of Labelas Enoreth venture down there to make certain the obstruction covering the entrance is in place. It is due to be visited three years from now. Why do you ask?"

Lazheros crossed his arms and gave the Sage a hard stare, "Someone found out or knew of the Black Gate beneath East Port. Two, whoever it was may have discovered it by accident or on purpose. Where do you think the vampires are coming from?!?"

"Vampire packs have been known to roam or travel from city to city in search of sustenance," Sudestren replied evenly, "Likewise, Necromancers have been known to travel to lands teeming with life as well. I assumed the source of our current troubles with vampires was either the work of an undiscovered Necromancer OR the result of a vampire pack coming to East Port."

"Vampires are exceptionally strong, Sage. Even by themselves they can take on several mortals but if they worked together, their combined strength could easily move aside any boulder of that size." The three voices of the elementalist spoke again. "Yes and we have yet to acquire more dragon spirits."

"Why would you want to acquire more dragon spirits?" Sudestren began to take more interest in Alyson, "And how do you keep control? How do you maintain order? With so many dragon spirits inhabiting your body, one would think that there would be a conflict. But I sense no struggle or conflict within you, how is that possible?"

"We are two of six pieces of the Crimson Dragon armor of legend. We hail from the Age of Dragons in its prime. Three Gold and three Red set aside their differences to fight a powerful foe. If you do not close the Black Gate, it will continue to gain strength the longer its open, the vampire menace will continue." The three voices of the elementalist spoke as one.

"I see!" Sudestren replied, "So, does your coming together again mean that The Realm faces another powerful foe in the near future?"

The elementalist stood up before the sage, her entire form took on a draconic aspect and in one unified voice, "For the sake of you and your people, I hope not less you want to face, Orcus, the Demon Lord of the Undead all alone."

"It would be good to know either way," Sudestren countered, "If you are the harbinger of something darker, then we will have time to prepare for it. If you are NOT the harbinger of something darker, then it is good to know that we are safe."

The Bronze Man joined Alyson, "Perhaps, its time to send down a group of trusted individuals to see if this boulder is still place, Sudestren."

"I have not the authority to do so," Sudestren replied, "Only Sylvus Kiltani, Grand Cleric of Labelas Enoreth, has to power to authorize an early entry into that cavern."

The elementalist looked at the princess, "Summon the Grand Cleric of Labelas Enoreth with haste."

"Of course!" The princess strode from the room to find a servant to deliver her message.

The Bronze Man grumbled, "For someone of your renown and lineage, Sudestren, how could you be so naive as think it was just another vampire nest?"

"I take offense to your words, Grand Cleric of Bahamut!" Sudestren snapped back at Lazheros, "Yes! I know who you are. Your fame precedes you even here. By all appearances East Port was infected with a nest of vampires! By all appearances it seemed to be nothing more and nothing less than that! And by all appearances I, along with the others of my calling, believed that this problem was well within the hands of our prince and princess to deal with. If they needed our aid, they needed only to call upon us to give with. No Cleric, Paladin, Champion or Sage who resides within East Port would have refused them. So do not question me, Dragon, on matters of East Port's security--something of which you know nothing about!"

Lazheros narrowed his eyes at the haughty elven sage. "It is unwise to raise your voice in the presence of royalty. Wouldn't you agree, Princess Calaudra?"

The elementalist came over to the sage in an very calm multi-voice said, "Mmmhmm. Making assumptions always gets one into trouble, mortal. We've have been where you are now and know this despite your arrogant response to a simple question that can and will get you killed or worse, turned by one of them, Sudestren. Perhaps, you need to see it for yourself."

******

"Oh well," Serna shrugged her shoulders, "So what are we supposed to do now?"

"Wait." Maxim shrugged.

"Gee, can you be anymore cryptic, slayer." Spencer pointed a finger at him.

"How about we play another game?" Serna suggested to no one in particular.

"A sound idea." Spencer ushered Serna back into the captain's quarters.

Maxim and Sir Gonagle followed suit. Round two of UNO was about to begin.

"NEAT!" Serna smiled to everyone, "I'm looking forward to a rematch!"

Spencer sat down next to Serna and began to shuffle the cards again and deal them out.

Maxim took his seat and gave the girl a smile, "So, young miss, do you think you can best me?"

Sir Gonagle chuckled.

"I KNOW I CAN!" Serna declared boldly, "I used to play card games back in Deeping Dale all the time. This one is no different than any other--at least, once you learn the rules. Have any of you ever been to Deeping Dale?"

The three of them looked at each other and turned to her in unison. "No. We've been as far as East Port and back to Asylum but no further."

"WOW! You guys should get out more," Serna replied with a grin, "There's WAY more to the Realm than just The Fire Sea, you know."

***BLINK!!!***

In a flash of bluish-white light within the captain's cabin on the airship, Caliaphy appeared. The light was so blinding, that left everyone seeing spots for the next few minutes. Sir Gonagle barely managed to put his goggles on in time. Spencer and Maxim fell out of their chairs and Serna found a very tired Kurori asleep on her lap.

When Serna's eyes recovered their focus, the Shield Maiden looked down to see Caliaphy asleep in her lap.

Caliaphy clung to the girl's tunic in her sleep, snuggling up against her chest.

Maxim and Spencer rubbed their eyes in disbelief while Sir Gonagle merely shook his head. "Well, are we going to play or not?"

"Let's not!" Serna replied as she dropped her cards and wrapped her arms around Caliaphy, "You guys can go elsewhere and play. Whatever Caliaphy was called upon to do has clearly exhausted her. She needs her rest. Okay?"

Sir Gonagle let a sigh and gathered up the cards placing them in the case. Spencer stayed where he was, "I'm gonna stay with Serna for a bit."

Maxim got up and nodded, "Very well. Sir Gonagle and I will do our rounds on the airship."