Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3649

"At least Ishka did something right for once." Hoshtak snorted. "No offense, Ruler Menadion, but there's no point for a soul in staying behind."

"How can you say that?" Rhana roared in grief and rage. "Our whelp is dead!"

"He had only one job!" Hoshtak stood up, towering above her in even greater rage. "Ishka had to stay safe! To stay with us until he was capable of taking care of himself! What did he do, instead?

"He constantly snuck out of the safety of our lair to fight this monster or that beast without giving us the time to prepare some decent equipment for him!" The male Wyrm roared with such strength that the cave trembled, and then his voice dropped to a whisper. "He had one job, and he failed. We failed him."

Hoshtak lowered his neck in a hunch, every trace of aggression disappeared from his posture. Rhana dropped the argument, realizing that her husband's pain was no lighter than her own. Hoshtak just expressed it differently.

"I'm so sorry for your loss. I know your pain, believe me." Menadion gave the couple a deep bow, needing sheer willpower not to stare at Solus.

"What happened to him?" Solus wrung her hands, afraid to deepen the grief of both the Wyrms and her mother.

"I wish we knew." Hoshtak straightened himself as his voice returned to be calm and composed. "Ishka was alone when it happened, so no one witnessed his death. Had he received any kind of first aid, he would still be alive.

"Knowing him and after carefully studying the wound, however, I can make an assumption. Ishka snuck out to challenge someone he considered a worthy opponent and lost.

"There aren't many creatures that can pierce a Dragon's scales, even one as young as him. I narrowed the suspect's list to Titanias, Grendels, and Wargs. It changes nothing, but it's the closest thing to closure I could get."

Lith conjured the Master Eyes of Menadion and studied the corpse of the young Wyrm for residual energy signatures, but found nothing. Even Ishka was a clean slate, filled with world energy like all things of Mogar, but no mana.

"I can't find anything either, I'm sorry." Lith said. "How long ago did it happen?"

"Almost six months ago." Rhana said.

'Six months?' Solus' eyes widened in shock. 'It's no wonder there is no trace even the Eyes can pick. The Mourning Crown is no stasis field, it only stops the decomposition process.

'Even more amazing is how long Hoshtak and Rhana kept vigil.'

'Six months are nothing to a Dragon, sweetie.' Ripha said via their mind link. 'I can tell you I would have mourned your father even longer, if I didn't have to take care of you and my work. Humans can't stop for that long because they can't, not because they don't want to.'

"I can't make you any promises, nor do I want to give you false hope, but know this." Lith stepped forward, touching Rhana's head and Hoshtak's tail with the Dragon Scales to prove his sincerity.

"I'm working on an experimental procedure that might allow Ishka to reach his full might even in death. If I fail, nothing will happen to him, but if I succeed, he will protect my sister until the end.

"He won't be passed around like a training sword. He will be honored like the warrior he was and would have become."

"Thank you." Rhana lifted her muzzle to touch Lith's face. "I wish I knew this sooner. We have already extracted the organs. Only Ishka's skin and bones remain."

Every bit of a Dragon's body was a powerful ingredient.

Their eyes made wonders in empowering all kinds of detection and analysis spells. Their lungs fueled fire-based enchantments like they had birthed Origin Flames

"Do you have… Never mind. I almost forgot you have an omni pocket." Rhana broke the Mourning Crown to let Lith approach the corpse. _{freёwebnoѵel.com}