Dominion of The Beast Masters

Chapter 275: The Edge of Harmony



The storm above raged on, lightning splitting the sky in jagged arcs, but amidst the chaos, Rex and Kallistra stood perfectly still, hands clasped together.

The radiant aura around Rex flickered like a wavering flame, gradually growing steadier as it enveloped them both.

Kallistra's serene expression remained unshaken, her voice soft and gentle, a calm harbor in the storm.

"Rex," she murmured, her words barely audible over the distant roars of the dragons, "listen carefully. To awaken its full potential, you need to summon your aura as if calling a beast. But this time, focus entirely on your emotions. Let them guide you."

Rex closed his eyes, his brows knitting in concentration.

"My emotions?" he asked hesitantly.

"Yes," Kallistra said, a warm smile gracing her lips. "Feel your intentions. What do you want most right now? Where do you wish to be at the end of the day?"

Rex's breathing slowed as he let the question sink in. Moments passed in silence, save for the crackling of energy in the air. Finally, he whispered.

"I just... I just want to end this. I don't want anyone to get hurt anymore. I want to be with my friends."

Kallistra's grip on his hands tightened slightly, her voice unwavering.

"Perfect answer, Rex. Hold onto that feeling, your friends, your dreams of peace. Let it consume you completely. You don't need to do anything else. Just let me carry the burden for you. Trust in me, in my strength, in my resolve to see this through. Your role is not to fight, but to feel, to give me everything in your heart. If you do that, I will make sure it all ends as you wish. Peace, happiness, everyone together. I promise you, Rex, your faith in me will be your salvation."

Her emerald eyes glinted faintly as she spoke, and though her tone was gentle, there was a weight behind her words that seemed to press down on him, and Rex wasn't a model of resilience.

She closed her eyes as well, emptying her mind. The faint green glow of her eyes disappeared, replaced by the steady radiance of Rex's aura as it surged around them.

The energy between them began to shift, swirling in intricate patterns.

It was as if their auras were weaving together, the golden light melding with faint streaks of silver, forming a radiant cocoon.

The chaotic winds momentarily stilled by the growing energy. Flashes of lightning illuminated the scene, highlighting the radiant cocoon that seemed to pulse with life. Each pulse sent ripples of light through the air, momentarily outshining the storm. Meanwhile, high above the battlefield, Raijinara soared through the turbulent skies. The legendary beast's wings beat heavily against the wind, carrying Eratz and his group. They watched in tense silence as Eratz sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his body glowing faintly with shadowy tendrils of energy.

Colin and Mercury exchanged worried glances, but no one dared interrupt him. Eratz was attempting something he had already mastered, but with a different fuel.

His spiritual mode, like he did once with Raijinara, but this time he focused on every single thread of energy in him, until he located that one frequency that matched with the two dragons.

But this time, something different happened. Instead of amplifying his energy, it seemed to drain him, his aura growing dimmer with each passing second.

Sia finally broke the silence, her voice hushed.

"Is this... normal? He's not looking any stronger."

"Who know," Tamara murmured, her brows furrowed. "We're swimming in dark water here, one thousand ideas, one solution."

Eratz's breath hitched slightly, and his fingers twitched as he pushed deeper into his focus.

The air around him seemed to shift, growing heavier, charged with an indescribable tension. Then, it happened.

A strange frequency rippled through his senses, faint at first but quickly intensifying.

Eratz flinched, his body jerking as if struck by an unseen force.

The threads... he could almost see them.

Two colossal, vibrant threads stood out, pulsating with unimaginable power, unmistakably belonging to the legendary dragons.

But there was something else.

A third frequency. Smaller, fainter, but distinct. It was nearby, and then... it began to disappear, slipping beyond his reach like a fading whisper.

Eratz's eyes snapped open, glowing faintly with a purple light. His voice was barely above a whisper.

"Rex?!"

Golden threads of energy twitched and spread out of Rex's body like living tendrils, weaving and pulsating as they anchored themselves to Kallistra.

His radiant aura flickered erratically, his breath came in sharp, uneven gasps, and his body trembled under the weight of whatever was happening.

His knees buckled, and he dropped to the ground, one knee digging into the ground.

His head hung low, his teeth clenched as he rise his head, only to see Kallistra's warm smile, her eyes glowing golden and fixed on him with a serene intensity.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Golden line drawings began to etch themselves across her skin, intricate patterns radiating from her heart and flowing down her arms.

Eratz flinched, his red eyes narrowing sharply as he felt the air shift. Something was happening to Rex, something he couldn't yet explain.

Iris, Sia, and Devak exchanged worried glances, the unease growing palpable among them.

"What's going on?" Sia's voice broke through the tense silence. "What's happening with

Rex?!"

"Rex? What's wrong with him?" Devak asked.

Eratz opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, Tamara's sharp intake of breath drew their attention.

Her wide eyes were fixed on the horizon, her jaw slack with a mix of shock and realization.

"No..." she murmured, her voice trembling. "No, no, no..."

"Tamara?" Eratz turned toward her, but her next words sent a chill through the group.

"Eratz, where is Rex?" she demanded, her voice frantic. "You have to tell me right now! Where the Hell is he?!"

Before Eratz could respond, a deafening roar tore through the sky.

It was unlike anything they'd heard before, a primal, guttural sound that resonated deep

within their chests.

They instinctively covered their ears, the sheer force of the sound making Raijinara falter

momentarily in its flight.

The light dragon stopped mid-battle, its enormous, luminous body suddenly rigid.

A blinding light began to emanate from its body, growing in intensity with each passing

second.

The light pulsed like a heartbeat, illuminating the entire battlefield with its glow.

Its roar echoed again, shaking the very foundations of the island.

"What in the hell is happening now?" Iris whispered.

No one answered. Every gaze was fixed on the light dragon.

The air grew heavy, oppressive. Trees bent under the force of the light's pressure, their leaves

bursting into golden embers before disintegrating.

Eratz's voice was a murmur that drew everyone's attention.

"Hold on tight." he commanded, gripping Raijinara's mane.

The group exchanged silent nods, their hands tightening around the bird's feathers and each

other.

There was no need for further words. The tone, Tamara's reaction, they started to understand without realizing what was happening: it was already too late.

With a thunderous clap of its wings, Raijinara surged forward, its speed pushing them back

against its body.

The world around them became a blur, a chaotic kaleidoscope of light and shadow as they raced toward Rex's location.

The air roared past them, a deafening windstorm that drowned out every other sound.

Then, suddenly, the wind stopped.

The group opened their eyes, blinking against the sudden stillness. They found themselves in

an entirely different part of the island, the jagged terrain of a rocky cliff stretching out before

them.

The air here was eerily calm, the storm's fury replaced by an oppressive silence.

Iris was the first to speak, her voice hushed.

"Where are we?"

No one answered. Their gazes were drawn downward, to the scene unfolding below.

On the cliff's edge, Rex knelt, his head bowed and his golden aura flickering faintly. Facing him stood Kallistra, her body aglow with dazzling golden light.

Intricate patterns of energy danced across her skin, and her serene smile was framed by the lingering storm's muted flashes of lightning.