The Almighty Dragon General

Excited, Lord Goyo's eyes went wide as he swiftly held up the black elixir. The elixir lacked any glimmer and was as unremarkable as a plain rock. It emitted a pungent scent and felt nothing like a typical elixir. Regardless, if the Path declared it edible, Lord Goyo would have to comply. He closed his eyes and popped the elixir into his mouth. The overwhelming scent surged into his brain, preventing him from swallowing.

"Swallow it," urged Jacopo.

"P-Please..." Lord Goyo's cheeks twitched. "G-Great Path, why does this elixir taste like... like goat manure?"

"You fool!" Jacopo cursed, "Do you dare compare my blessing to filth?"

Dropping to his knees, Lord Goyo managed to gulp down the elixir, suppressing his utter disgust.

Jacopo watched him retch, barely containing his laughter.

"Great Path..." Lord Goyo gagged. "The taste, it's..." He pinched his nose, retching even more. "It's awful!"

off. "Get

retching and wobbling, yet he bowed to

was gone, Jacopo couldn't hold back any longer. He slapped his legs and laughed out loud,

face. "What did you

said Jacopo through his laughter. "I collected some Goathorn

veiled being rolled her eyes. "Stop laughing. Your father sent you here

every time I think about his reaction, I can't hold it in!" He

make him move and call for the Great Battle all of a sudden?

and read its contents. Her expression turned to one of shock. "Your father is tearing the Dark World away?" Finally composing himself, Jacopo nodded. "I'm not as cunning as he is, so

Void Aunt Lucille, you'll need to get to

Goyo is stronger than me now. I can hide you for a while thanks to the path source Father gave

too young and too impulsive. I can rein