Supreme Magus

Lord of Wisdom, and more importantly, his father.

”Dad? ” He asked while knocking on one of the many backdoors of the lair that Leegaain always prepared in the case something happened.
”Can I come in? ”

The door opened and closed by itself the moment Jakra stepped through it.

”Well, well, well.
The prodigal son returns.
Have you finally come back to your senses or is this some kind of elaborate form of suicide? ” Leegaain asked.

He was in his Dragon form, a creature covered in black scales so big that the only way to see his full figure was to look at him from a few hundred meters of distance.

”I'm surprised you didn't bring your girlfriend or at least reinforcements.
Aren't you going to introduce me to my nephew? ” Leegaain's words oozed spite and sarcasm, yet they were meant solely to vent the pain that Jormun had inflicted upon his wounded fatherly heart.

So, when the Emerald Dragon fell onto his knees, begging for Leegaain's help while sobbing like a hatchling, the Lord of Wisdom's rage disappeared.
His heart only ached more as Soul Vision revealed the pitiful state his beloved son was in.

To his mystical senses, Jormun looked like a Dragon whose scales had been ripped off with a rusty knife.
His pink skin bled non-stop and it was almost invisible under the many scars that covered the entirety of his body.

His eyes were lifeless and his spirit broken to the point of being almost beyond saving.

Almost.

”Who dared to do something like this to my son? ” Leegaain took Jormun amid his huge hands, forcing him to revert into an Emerald Dragon.

Jormun was still so small compared to Lord of Wisdom that Leegaain could rock him like a baby while searching for external wounds with his breathing technique, Worldkeeper, finding none.

”I did it to myself. ” Jormun said amid sobs.
”I was so stupid as to- ”

”Hush child, you don't have to shoulder your burden alone.
From now on, I will be with you. ” Leegaain used a mind link to share his son's memories, gaining a clear understanding of everything the Guardian had witnessed during Scarlett's tribulation.

”A slave spell? An army of Awakened? Mogar almighty, what have you done? ” Leegaain blurted out in surprise.

Yet the Emerald Dragon didn't reply, lost in the first pleasant dream he had since reacquiring his freedom.
Between the almighty protection of his father's embrace and having shared his anguish with someone who could understand him, Jakra's mind was finally at peace.

***

Grand Duchy of Deirus, the capital city of Temshin, Deirus Household, at the same time when Lith left Zinya's home.

With only two generations of wealth behind him, there was only so much that Velan Deirus could make to ensure the safety of his home.
All households had to start from the most basic arrays and add more powerful formations on top of them as soon as they could afford them.

Until the mid-tiers, the arrays were basically standard equipment, something that all households had in common with minuscule variations.
Only the higher-tiered magical formations could be custom-made based on their master's wishes.

It was the reason why the small figure donned in black had no trouble avoiding the guards, managed to not trigger any of the alarms that she knew like the back of her hand, and even to pick the magical lock of a window without the arrays noticing her presence.

'Today you crossed a line that you shouldn't have Deirus.' Assassin Jirni Ernas thought while she navigated through the mansion with ease thanks to the blueprints that she had spent weeks memorizing down to the smallest detail.