Michael tried to pick Cliff up. "Man, with his armor on, he weighs a ton!"
"Let's just get out of here...." Michael walked over to Cliff and kicked him. "Get up, you big lummox. It's time to go."
"What are you talking about?"
Michael woke up and stood up slowly. "Man, my head hurts...."
"Come on, boy. Get up now, this isn't nap time." "Shut up......just a few more minutes......." "Lightweight......"
Michael tried to say something, but couldn't. He fell fast asleep.
"I remember now.....When I slayed the king, somehow I absorbed his power, and it tried to take control of me....You helped me break its hold on me......" Michael said, trying to stay awake.
Michael regained full control of himself. "What.......what happened?"
The force that had a hold on Michael was starting to loosen its grip on him. Slowly but surely, he was regaining control. He placed his hand on Kai's.
Michael continued to scream in rage. His eyes changed from blue, to black and yellow. He felt as if something was posessing him, making him have a growing need to spill blood. Michael was trying to fight back against this mysterious force, but clearly it was winning. "Just hold on!" "I dont know if I can!"
"Out of my way, child." The king said as he slapped Kai aside. "I'll deal with you next..." Michael, in an uncontrolable rage, sliced the King in half.
The king walked out of the throne room with a set of keldon wings on his back. "No, you monster!" Michael remembered the old legend. "So that's why you continued your little witch-hunt...." The King said nothing. He had done as the legend stated, but failed to realize that he was now nothing more than a soulless machine. "I must thank you for preparing the last sacrifice for me, young keldon. I shall reward you with your death...." The king lunged towards Michael.
"What is she doing?" "I don't know, you stupid dragon!" "Well you don't have to be rude...." The dragon said as it's body was dispelled. Michael heard laughter as the throne room door swung open.
Michael released the energy he built up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the jade dragon standing in the center of the room. "Feels good to breath air again!" The dragon roared. "Ok, I summoned you. Now what?" "Leave it to me, boy. You better go help your girlfriend, though. She doesn't look so good." Michael ran over to Kai. "What's wrong?"
Michael continued to focus his energy, straining to keep control. "Not sure if I can hold on...." "Just bite your lip and keep going, you're almost there."
"Why don't you try something new?" "Like what, a mega-fart?" "No, you idiot. Try to summon me." "But won't that destroy the castle?" "You were going to do that anyway, weren't you?" Michael focused his energy as the dragoon armor materialized around him.
"If you can keep up, that is.." Michael charged up the power he recieved from Fenrir.
"I guess I should feel honored, then." Michael said sarcastically as he summoned his sword.
"If you don't want to fight, then why don't you leave?"
"Looks like the fun isn't over yet...."
