Chapter 290 - The Ark Of Dynasty Of Wings

Since he hated being alone.

As she saw that smile, Ysabeau's spell activated in its final phase, the giant moon collapsing. The moon did a smackdown, causing the area to shake. It dispersed quickly, leaving nothing left of the boy or his cards. She truly is deserving of being the High Queen.

The entire thing was gone in a single minute. As she gazed upon the pillars that held up the moon, she remembered why she erected the Dynasty Wings in the first place. And she was hoping to find a successor to lead her Ark without her.

She truly had a bond with the four siblings, even if they started out hating each other. She wanted them to take over the Dynasty Of Wings. But, that dream never came true since they were killed in that explosion. And Ysabeau doesn't have the heart to their elder brother who caused it.

The Dynasty of Wings was the Air Defense of The Arks. They would be skilled in terms of flight or anything to do with the sky. There's an unspoken rule that humans can't join any individual Ark but she wanted to make the siblings an exception.

Each Ark has its own system of ranking, Dynasty Of Wings was no different. They are the largest Ark in terms of members. They function by Corps. There is a total of six Corps. Each Corp is further divided into another six smaller groups called Divisions.

In each Division, there are a total of six Brigades. Each Brigade is broken down into six Battalions. Each Battalion has six Squadrons which further breaks down into six Companies. Each Company has six Troops with six Platoons. Lastly, a Platoon has 12 sections, each Section having 12 Mages.

It was the first Ark to stabilize its force, with how fast recruitment was. Any Mage that could do the slightest of combat was drafted in as recruits. But each level has a level head. And the highest ranks would be the Corps leaders. Each of them is the elite within Ysabeau's Ark.

And they are the only ones who can directly talk to Ysabeau. The other lower ranks must go through the Corps' leaders to pass on information to her.

These elites are those who have experienced being on the field with Ysabeau herself. And each of them is the same level, so there's not much competition. All of the Mages within the Dynasty of Wings are Masters of the Wind Element or any derivative of it.

But the Dynasty of Wings was not meant to have six Corps or six of any groups. It was supposed to have only four, so she thought it was fitting for the Quadruplets. But after the accident, things changed and the army expanded.

The Corps is represented by their own specialties. Attack, Defense, Medical, Weapons, Intelligence, and Special Ops. The special ops are the ones who are usually called when the Ark has no way out of danger.

They are by no means stronger than the rest but they endure the harshest of training. Their job is to be the strategic pawn of Ysabeau's Ark. They work well with the intelligence sector but at most times they rely on themselves.

The Weapons Corp is in charge of making weaponry for upcoming wars or conflicts. Granted, Mages don't usually use physical weapons but times have changed as the Arks moved forward to accept Human Mages. Most of them require a weapon thus this Corp was created.

These two Corps, Weapons, and Special Ops were created after Ysabeau accepted Human Mages into her ranks. With much begging from her two adopted children.

Ysabeau blinked as she remembered how her Ark worked. As she goes back into the present, she basically killed a child. That will haunt her forever. Whether it was for anyone's good, she still took a child's life once more.

Normally this won't faze a Bahamut, but she was always known as the defected, the one who cared about offspring.

Mavislin, Bryan, and Clement reached the area. With Mavislin being the first to reach, she witnessed the entire scene unfold. But she managed to hear the boy's last thoughts. She silently smiled as she agreed with the young boy.

"Yea, I hate being alone too..." she whispered, much to the shock of the remnants of the boy.

"You didn't have to use such a strong spell. He wasn't worth your Last Moon," suggested Mavislin as she landed at Ysabeau's side.

"It's the least I could do. After all, the Water Element represents emotions and wisdom that come with age. It points to the end cycle of life. A fitting demise for him. And besides, he provided us with valuable information."

"That is true. But we still have got a graveyard to find. Let's see..."