(Grian's P.O.V.) You didn't expect this, didn't you?

My vision was hazy and black spots started appearing everywhere. I looked down and saw a longsword with diamonds embedded in it, stabbed into my side. I smiled sadly at Iskall.

"Now you really have revenge don't you?"

That was my last words. 

My head hit the floor as I slowly closed my eyes, breathing out my last breath.

(Mumbo's P.O.V.)

"NOOOOOOOO! GRIAN! DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON US." I shouted.

I ran over to him and checked his heartbeat. It was still. Everything was motionless.

"LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE, ISKALL! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?"

"I didn't know it was Grian! Don't blame me!"

"YOU WERE THE ONE WHO STABBED HIM! YOU EVEN HAVE YOUR LONGSWORD WITH YOUR NAME ON IT EMBEDDED INTO HIS SIDE! WHO ELSE WOULD I BLAME?!"

Iskall stood speechless in the corner of the cave, covered in Grian's purple blood. 

I turned around and looked at Grian's face and laid my hand on him.

A tiny purple and gold orb rose from Grian's limp body and floated towards me. I was fixed in place while it slowly bobbed towards me. I was transfixed on it like I had no control. It flew closer and closer, and I blacked out.

(Iskall's P.O.V)

The orb went into Mumbo's body, and he fell limp to the cold cave floor. I ran over to him. At least he was still breathing. But something was abnormal about him. I shrugged it off and grabbed Mumbo up into my arms. I looked back at the dead Grian. The same guy I met yesterday. I sighed and placed Mumbo down onto my jacket. I pulled out my sword and dug a hole under the largest tree I could find. I put his dead body in the hole and covered it with dirt. I sketched 'R.I.P Grian, the dragon-shifter. It was nice meeting you.' I then gathered up some purple and red flowers and put them on top of the grave. 

Then I sobbed quietly under the tree.

(Time skip brought to you by more sobbing)

(Mumbo's P.O.V) I am sorry for so many point of view changes

I slowly woke up and looked around. I was lying on Iskall's green jumper in the cave. A voice pierced through my thoughts.

"Hey Mumbo!"

"Who are you," I thought

"I am Grian's spirt, for after my physical body dies"

"Should I tell this to Iskall?" 

"No. Keep this a secret"

"Ok"

"For now my physical body is dead, I will pass my dragon-shifting abilities to you"

"Wha-"

"You can have my yellow and purple scales for protection, my turquoise wings for flight, my long tail for attacking and my black claws and sharp teeth for drawing blood if you have to. You can hide them with a bit of magic"

"I never agreed to do this-"

Waves of pain wracked my body and I fell unconscious onto Iskall's jumper once more.

Well. I love this story so far! I will probably do part 4 soon.

See ya all soon, my little wyrmlings!

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