"I'm back!"
That was all I could mutter as I took in the palace's gate, the same gate I had maimed with my powers some few moons back. Much hadn't changed, except for the new designs the palace gate bore. The figure of a giant king had been welded on it. He had a Sceptre and stood on the heads of Ztafas. It was when I noticed the Ztafas that I looked down and saw a tons of Ztafas being trampled on the ground by the giant king. I felt my anger rise, my powers surging for release. My blood warmed up as pure energy flowed through my veins. It mixed with my blood and I felt Óra nudging me on. She was persistent, driving me to combine the moonstone's and let the Ztafas be free. We were finally going back to what she intended for us. With Óra's help, the Ztafas will be free today.
I stretched
