Many prominent beings had arrived at Insula Avallonis and tried their destiny.

Some perished in the periphery as they never crossed the arcing tendrils of the Essence of Avalon, while others barely stepped onto this massive landmass and survived to make it to the very center!

But none...were escorted by two Dimensional Rulers and over a Dozen Suzerains.

This escort happened due to the standing of none other than Lancelot as he brought forth an existence he believed to be the one who could pull Sword from Stone, and he had the trust and support of his Father as this being kept another Dimensional Ruler in check!

Everything happened so quickly and without noise that the many other Suns and Daughters of Dimensional Ruler Arthus did not even get to hear of these shocking developments.

Only a small party arrived atop a purple Cloud Dragon that landed its sharp glistening claws onto a layer of purple earth filled with stellar stretches of grassland.

As they landed, a deep voice filled with authority and a feeling of ancientness echoed out from the clouded figure of Dimensional Ruler Arthus.

"The right to draw the Sword from Stone is not just inferred, with the contender needing to have their own capabilities to cross into Insula Avallonis and then journey its stretches alone. If you can survive against the Avallonis Beasts and even locate the Sword of Avalon...only then can you try to grasp it. We will go no further as the rest is up to your fate."

WAA!

Arthus held his hands behind him as royal waves of Avalon surrounded his figure and made him ever so mystical, very few existences being capable of understanding his thoughts as even Lancelot did not expect the Absolute level of support he received from his father!

Towards the words of this being, Noah gave a light nod as he floated off of the radiant purple Cloud Dragon.

come to life, his eyes shining like jewels as

stellar purple grasses, a circular wave of light spread out as if his

HUUM!

closed his eyes as the initial understanding of the Decretum of Avalon had begun to surge the moment the Third Dimensional Layer formed, and he enjoyed the resonance of Nature as without

stretch of stellar purple grassland that soon grew into dense and tall trees that could reach the height of Cosmos, their mere branches and leaves pristine as they shone with a sharp and

that one would have to bypass if they ever wanted to get

center that also held...the Connate Avalonian Sacred Beast-

steps without another word, Enchantress Morgana harrumphed as her

small chance he

tone was sharp as her intuition was

but she had lived for

always impossibilities that she had seen

whatever was required

meant influencing

it meant...alerting the other Dimensional Rulers that were keeping the

as he waved his hands, causing an illusory screen to appear

are already here, and what's done is done. If it is fated, that is that. If it is not, you will kill him yourself as promised. You and I both know that the Sword of Avalon would never allow itself to be wielded by anyone other than the existence who would guarantee the

...!

out that made Morgana

the figure of Lancelot beside him, the over a dozen Suzerains situated further behind

the depths of a mystical land mass he didn't know

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