The Dreamer's POV

The terrain changed from that of a beautiful house interior to that of the scanty street markets of the royal capital of the Southern Kingdom. The last time Mikey was here, the place had been teeming with trade, riches and colors. Now, there was barely any stand selling goods, and the colorful garments that adorned the rich people of the capital were now an eyesore on their malnourished bodies.

Mikey looked to Lucy's red eyes, and nodded to her, she nodded as well, and the two proceeded to the decimated castle before them. Though Mikey was far from knowing the machinations of the Alliance, he had a feeling that the destruction of the palace was more than a message, what was left would be the center of their network. It was nothing but an intuition, but Mikey greatly wanted it to be so.

The large golden door that once hid the luxurious insides of the palace now appeared to have a large gaping hole at the top left corner, and cracks running across it. It appeared that the door would fall to a slightly less gentler wind, but it still stood.

The walls had holes that could be used to get in, but Mikey and Lucy were no thieves, they had arrived for information, and possibly a temporary alliance, and so they took the door.

A gentle push by Lucy had it open with an annoying creak. The two entered.

The palace was a broken shell of what it was. The furniture, the paintings, the statues and other valuable items were either broken or partly burnt.

They walked down the hall and then made a turn, reaching another corridor that had an exorbitantly large framed painting of his royal majesty Alphonse Wilhestein.

They made another turn and they could see the throne room through the broken ones that once hid it.

The throne which surprisingly was in a good shape could be seen, and on it sat a man slouched with his arm underneath his jaw, and by his side stood a woman in a modern corporate outfit of a black skirt and a white shirt and black suit.

Once Mikey got to what remained of the walls, he felt a thrum in his mind telling of danger, and he disappeared, moving so swiftly backwards, and escaping the brunt of a lightning spear that came for him. Lucy who was by his side turned to red mist still holding her shape, but practically intangibile.

Drifting figures soon came into view, and they began their onslaught of attacks. Elemental attacks after elemental attacks. Flames, rocks, jet streams of water and wind, lightning. They all came for the two, but Mikey easily evaded them, and in Lucy's intangibile form, none hurt her.

Mikey threw up his hand, and from it burst a bright line of yellow energy that engulfed the little group of four individuals, undoing them all at once. The blast just narrowly missed Francis on the throne. A bit of the red throne reddened from the heat over the close proximity of the blast.

"Mikey Rael, you are even much stronger than last time. He who can see the end." Francis said with a deep solemn voice.

For some reason, the second sentence caused a chill to run through Mikey's spine–not out of fear as for most cases–but mostly that it had Mikey feel he was dangerous, and that there was much more to him.

Mikey activated Absolute Appraisal, and all of Francis' status was revealed to him.

[Status Information]

-Name: Francis Baker

-Level: 75

-Life Force: 450

-Energy Level:560

-Combat Ability:800

-Stat Points: 67

-Currency: 210, 000 C

-Role: Pathseer

-Authority: Time

[Titles]

<Pathseer>, <Survivor>, <Ranker>, <Oversight>, <Anticlock>, <Plant lover>, <Frugal Human>,<Elementalist>

-Skills(Exclusive): <Paths>, <Walkspace>, <Time grasp>

-Skills(Non-exclusive): <Grand Teleportation>, <Haven>, <Absolute Appraisal>, <Full Resistance (High)>, <Elevate>, <Gravity Press>,<Elemental Attribute (Mid)<Regeneration><Grand Flight>,<Danger Sense>, <Gravity Churn>, <Golden strings>,<Eyes that pierce>,<Overwhelming Aura>,<Energy siphon>,<Triple Boost>

-Items equipped: <Arthur's sword> <Rung of Chivalry>,<Ring of Mental Fortitude>,<Ring of Greed and Avarice>,<Orb Seeker>,<Trent maker>,<Sword of Ethos>,<Write Pen>,<Ice spear>,<Normal Wear>,<True Torch>,<The Swirler>,<Cake maker>,<Baseball>
Continue your journey on empire

-Alignment: Neutral Evil

[Additional Information]

The paths of time are opened to your eyes, your hands could write the future. Be wary of your might.

[End Of Information]

'Interesting, so this is Francis, number 2 ranker.' Mikey was a little surprised by his strength, he was significantly weaker than Lucy Fer by what was revealed yet he had outranked her on the Ranker list .

'He must have resigned to the administrator role, and his abilities seem powerful, powerful enough to rival mine, perhaps even greater.'

"Welcome to my humble abode Lucy Fer and Mikey Rael. How may I help you? My death perhaps?" His tone was sarcastic.

"No, we need you alive, probably all of Mage'Earth even after accounting for all the harm you have caused her. We need every able hand we can get."

Francis turned his eyes away from Mikey to Lucy's eyes, squinting them.

"To think you have grown so much stronger, you are a beast Lucy, and that's why you have my heart." He spoke and chuckled, and Lucy rolled her eyes.

'What?!' Mikey had not seen that coming, however, he understood the appeal of a woman as strong as Lucy was.

"The quake must have shaken the can, first Caleb and Park, and now you lot. Let me guess, you want us to work together."

"Not that!" Mikey interjected, and stopped, realizing he had spoken wrongly.

"Yes, we need your help to fight whatever is causing all this chaos. I knew you couldn't be responsible for capturing The Northern Kingdom, and The Western Republic."

Francis sat back upon hearing this, and turned to Lizbella, and then back to the group.

"It cannot be, they have taken over two continents already. These guys are much more scarier than I had thought. Perhaps it is the time of the Dragon kin"