Reborn as a DRAGON

Chapter 438: Why?

Chapter 438: Why?

It took some time before we managed to coax Essie into a state of calmness. I watched her as she settled down, huddled next to Immy, a frown gradually etching itself onto my face.

"Was it bad?" Sidus who was standing next to me asked.

"One moment she was alright, but once she got past a certain point, it was as if something grabbed ahold of her and was dragging her," I answered.

"So it does have to do with the elements," Sidus replied, a tinge of confusion in his voice.

"I think so, we still need to see how it goes with Ynos as well, just to be sure."

Sidus turned to glance at our younger brother and shook his head, "He's too busy flirting," he said with disapproval.

My frown eased at that, and I shook my head, "Heh, I don't think he knows what that means."

"It certainly seems to be working on her," Breta joined in on the conversation.

"Well then, how about we give them some more time? Are you ready?" I asked.

The Goddess shrugged nonchalantly, "I am." Despite her assertion, I could feel the undercurrent of anxiety brewing within her, even as she attempted to conceal it.

"It's okay. Like I told Essie, I'll be there to teleport you away if anything happens."

"You better," she answered.

To my right, Sidus rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue in annoyance before he strode over to Essie and Immy.

"What's his deal?" I asked.

"He's your brother, not mine," Breta answered.

Casting one last glance in Ynos's direction, I pivoted and proceeded towards little Essie. Immy had draped her wing over her, and as I drew near, Essie lifted her head and locked eyes with me.

"How are you feeling?" I asked gently.

"I-I'm okay. I was just not used to being out of control," she replied, attempting to mask her unease. Yet, despite her words, I could discern the faint trembling of her claws.

I sighed softly and tenderly patted her head. "Get some rest and leave this to me. We'll figure it out," I reassured her gently.

"Let's go," I said as I looked at Breta.

Just as we were on the brink of taking off, Ynos abruptly lifted his head and spoke up, "Where are you going? I thought we were next?"

"You guys after Breta, alright?"

Ynos looked at Lost, who wore a pitiful expression and nodded. "Alright, be safe," he said.

With those words spoken, I flapped my wings and ascended into the skies, with Breta trailing closely behind. Throughout the journey, we kept a solemn silence, and I refrained from utilizing teleportation. I believed it best to allow Breta ample time to mentally brace herself before confronting the Void.

It wasn't until we left the planet's atmosphere that she finally spoke, "You are going to catch me, right?"

"Of course, I'm right here don't worry," I reassured her, to which she nodded before she flew away.

I watched her intently, my focus unwavering, poised to intervene at a moment's notice. Breta's form remained steadfast as she drew nearer to the Void, and it was when she breached that threshold that the unexpected or perhaps I should say, the expected occurred.

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I could see her struggle against the pull, noting that it wasn't as severe as what Essie had experienced. Unlike Essie, Breta appeared to retain control of her movements, exerting effort to resist and fly away. However, despite her resilience, the relentless tug of the Void gradually drew her closer. Sensing the critical moment, I decided to take action.

Once again, I teleported myself to Breta's side, and the faint tug swiftly dissipated upon my arrival. Though Breta's complexion was pallid, she remained in a far better state than Essie had been.

I held onto her tightly and swiftly teleported us back to the safety of the planet before asking, "Are you alright?"

Breta took a deep breath before nodding hesitantly. "That... That was not quite what I expected," she admitted.

"What do you mean?" I inquired, puzzled, as we slowly made our way toward the ground.

"I'm not sure, but the feeling of being dragged there was— It was terrible. I'm not sure how to describe it, but it filled me with terror as if I was doing something or going somewhere I shouldn't be," Breta explained as we descended.

I lightly nodded, unsure of how to respond. Instead, I gently tapped her back with my tail, seeking to provide comfort to the now-shaken Goddess.

By the time we landed on the ground, Breta's facade of indifference had returned. All eyes turned towards us, and I glanced at her, silently gauging if she wished to speak. However, as she remained silent, I took the initiative. "She was pulled as well, though it wasn't as strong as when Essie was pulled," I explained to the group.

"So even Divine energy will get pulled as well," Immy mumbled deep in thought.

"Yes, the power behind it wasn't as bad, but it was still there and was slowly taking her," I confirmed.

Sidus looked at Ynos and asked, "You sure you want to go? we pretty much have our answers already."

"No, I want to see it myself," he replied with a shake of his head.

I let out a sigh and glanced at Lost who seemed to have calmed down significantly but was still visibly anxious.

"Well, let's get that out of the way then."

Ynos nodded and gripped the Ice Dragoness tightly. Taking that as my cue, I promptly teleported all three of us beyond the planet's atmosphere and into the vast expanse of space.

Lost's body shook heavily but Ynos curled his tail around hers, comforting her before he turned to glance at me. I gave him a nod in reply, and off he went.

Since I was almost one hundred percent certain of what was going to happen, I steadied my cosmic mana, awaiting their approach to the threshold. True to my expectations, as soon as they reached it, the pull returned with renewed strength.

Just as I was about to move, Ynos did something so stupid, then again It was Ynos so I shouldn't have been surprised. Amidst them being dragged, he held on tightly to Lost and used all of his strength to hurl her back toward me, her speed akin to an asteroid streaking across space.

"What the fu—"