My mates in Beastworld

"You mean to say that every member of the Ghost Eye group is linked to the same dead person?" Lucas asked thoughtfully, his gaze fixed on Oceanus as they soared through the sky. His mind raced with possibilities as he considered the implications, glancing at Oceanus’s long, wavy hair, a stormy mix of gray and silver, that blew in the wind. Lucas’s blue eyes met Oceanus’s turquoise gaze, searching for more answers.

Oceanus, ever relaxed, raised his hand in a lazy thumbs up. "Hmm... exactly," he responded, his voice smooth and almost casual, as if the weight of his words was nothing. "Once we find and destroy that person tomb, the entire Ghost Eye group will fall apart in one swoop." He stretched out lazily, resting his head on Simon, who carried him in eagle form, soaring high above the clouds.

"We just need the world key," Oceanus continued, his voice calm, almost indifferent. "Once we have that, we can head to the main base of the Ghost Eye group. Chances are, their leader’s tomb is hidden there." His eyes sparkled with amusement, a sly smile playing at the corner of his lips. As relaxed as he seemed, his words held a deadly seriousness. But that was just Oceanus’s style—calm in the face of chaos.

"Remember, Lucas," Oceanus added with a smirk, "after we take down the Ghost Eye group, you owe me a favor. A big one." He glanced over at Lucas, his grin widening mischievously. "I told you back then you’d need my services again."

Lucas, sitting on Damon’s back as the dragon flew towards Eldoria, the Cloud City where the gate to the world key was located, nodded. His mind was already calculating their next move. Damon, in his majestic dragon form, flew beside Simon, his powerful wings slicing through the air with ease. The stakes were high, and Lucas knew that without Oceanus’s help, their chances were slim. But with him, there was hope.

As they flew, Lucas stole another glance at Oceanus. Goodness! He wasn’t going to introduce her to this male. Weak or not, Oceanus was a charmer through and through. That sly smile, those lazy eyes, the way he could disarm anyone with just a look—it was dangerous. No, there was no way he was letting Oceanus get anywhere near her.

The day slowly gave way to night, and the sky above transformed into a sea of twinkling stars. They shimmered brightly, their glow untouched by the clouds. Unlike the icy, snow-covered lands of Celestia, Eldoria’s climate was cold but free from snow. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of fresh pine from the dense forests that stretched over the land.

Towering mountains loomed in the distance, their rugged cliffs casting long shadows under the starlight. Wide rivers cut through the landscape, their waters flowing swiftly reflecting the stars in a way that made them look like glowing streams of light. The forest below was thick and dark, its depths seeming endless, as if hiding secrets within.

Eldoria, with its high mountains and vast wilderness, felt both serene and dangerous at night. The quiet was only broken by the sound of the wind rustling through the trees, a reminder of the beauty and power that this land held. Here, under the stars, it felt as though anything was possible, but danger was never far away.