All Chapters of The Twelve Scions: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Lars and Vorpaltinger were riding on the Astral Express into Antares. Their mission was to evacuate everyone in the northern regions of La Shania Mirepa, and this made Lars anxious, being entrusted such large amount of lives to be responsible for. He kept fidgeting his feet and fiddled on his star necklace, seeking comfort from Alt'ma in his mind."You're good?" Vorpaltinger asked."Yeah, just... preparing myself."Lars threw Vorpaltinger a little smile, but instead replied with a sad look in her eyes, which was aptly suitable with the gloomy blue filter of Astral Realm. Lars quickly suspected what was it that she was going to say."I'm sorry about your brother. I heard about it from Mell a while back.""Thanks." Lars maintained his smile. "By the way, you don't have to feel like you owe anything to me. I know you did your best."Vorpaltinger was stunned to hear that. Lars had known about it for a while, that Vorpaltinger kept addressing Len's situation and went out of her

With the force field containing it, the sea around La Shania Mirepa turned eerily still. The waves no longer came ashore and so did the wind, leaving only stagnant salty air. As someone who liked beaches in the summer, this sad, unnatural scene broke Lars' heart to pieces.Lars gazed at the little black line in the horizon that was Piscium region and tried to remember how long has it been since his last visit there. He remembered its warm sandy beaches and shady palms, but he was too young when they had a vacation there, so he couldn't think of much else. Perhaps Len remembered more, he thought."Hey, when was the last time you go there?"Mell stopped his beer - chugging and scratched his beard, looking up. "I don't know, man. It's been ages, I think. Out of the twelve regions in La Shania Mirepa, only Piscium that I don't tamper with too much. I'm kinda lazy to cross over the sea."Lars nodded and hummed. He turned to Wilhelmina but she didn't answer, which he found odd as she

It was only after things truly settled down that Lars could take a more casual stroll to appreciate the wonder that was Librarium of Records. For the past two days, he had been busy with the evacuation and didn't have time to unwind. Although, he actually still didn't, as the battle will soon to commence and he was running out of time.In his spare time, Lars often haunted the spiraling corridors of the Librarium. The records were kept in runes all over the walls and to access them required aether energy tuning of a Scion. Vayu had kindly taught Lars how to did that and since then, he began his tireless journey of scouring the records to undone Len's condition.Lars touched a white rune symbol on the wall and it lit up, flooding his brain with words and information. He didn't fancy the numbing feeling it caused, but he tolerated it for Len's sake. He had looked through almost everything regarding the Silver Devils - or VEIL in VERSE - and learned more than necessary about nearly ov

Tirana felt bad for abandoning her assigned post to guard the Librarium, but this must be done. She will not know peace if she let this chance slipped away, so she packed up her deadliest potions and everything she needed in her sling bag, then took off the second the Alliance walked away. Her grip on Mist Lotus tightened as she flew higher towards the morning clouds."Are you sure about this?" Vorpaltinger asked. This was the third time she asked this."Yes, absolutely." Tirana turned to the flying therianthrope who carried her, and smiled. "Thank you for doing this for me.""You're welcome. I'd like to get in on some action myself."And for that, Tirana was grateful. She saw a hint of objection in Vorpaltinger's eyes when she was assigned guarding the Librarium so it only took a quick persuasion to get the proud warrior's help. There were still people evacuated from Castor - Pollux needing the Alliance's protection, so they needed someone to hold the fort. Vorpaltinger appare

Mell saw a tower of rainbow flames erupted in the distance, and he just knew something bad happened to Flare Fox. He had been enjoying himself fighting against the humongous Prime Chimera Varanus, but if something triggered Flare Fox to such extent, nothing good could come out of it.Varanus, who was by then had turned so large his shoulders brushed the top of most buildings, rampaged across the streets and swatting away every manmade structures he came across. Mell kept landing his blows with Balor but nothing seemed to get through Varanus' thick skin.Mell raised his hand, created a gigantic stalagmite and extended it to spear Varanus' chest. The lizardman hold the incoming stalagmite with both hands, growling while he was at it. This was what Mell counted for and he struck Balor to the ground, shattering the ground and the crack traveled underneath Varanus' feet.In a loud crumbling noise of destruction, Varanus stumbled to a pit Mell created. Though it was roughly tens of met