Wings of Fire: A Human in a Dragonet's Prophecy.

Deal (Chapter 12)

About two minutes later, the Seawings finally caught up with him, with a seawing snatching him from the air, looking triumphant as others surrounded him, all looking like they had obtained the best piece of treasure in Pyrrhia.

"I GOT IT!" the seawing shouted, holding him tightly into the air and waving him to the surrounding seawings.

Y/N began to regret letting himself get captured as the elated Seawing slowly crushed him in their talons but was thankfully saved by a Seawing he recognized by the many scars wrapping around the Seawing's scales.

"DON'T KILL IT YOU TALON-BRAINED IDIOT!" Piranha yelled, flying up to the Seawing and snatching a now blue-faced Y/N from the Seawing.

"Go inform the queen we have the scavenger," Piranha said toward one of her trusted Seawing soldiers. "And you two come with me, and the rest of you," Piranha said, glaring at the Seawing crowd. "GO DO YOUR DUTIES!" she ordered towards the multitude of Seawings. The Seawing crowd promptly plunged into the water at her order, not wanting to upset the irate Wartime Commander.

Piranha sighed as they all dived into the water. The queen had ordered almost all soldiers and some of the non-essential workers to search for the scavenger. "Even the incompetent ones." Piranha thought annoyed. The mostly incompetent seawings or the ones with big ideas she usually kept far away from important matters. However, the Queen's orders to find the scavenger had overruled her wishes, sending everyone in and around the palace she had to find the scavenger.

She stared down at the scavenger she now had in her claws. It was incredibly bizarre-looking, but she stopped herself from getting distracted and made sure it would not die before she brought him back to the palace.

"If I get shaken like a maraca one more time I am going to..." The scavenger tried saying before Piranha clamped her talons over the scavenger, confident that it wouldn't die anytime soon.

"Let's go," Piranha said to her soldiers, taking off in the direction of the Summer Palace, thankfully not diving in the water but instead gliding just above the water, thankfully realizing that Y/N could not breathe underwater.

"Could I breathe underwater?" Y/N wondered; he likely could use animus magic if he needed to dive underwater to re-enter the Summer Palace. "Maybe later," he thought, his eyes closing tiredly. He was getting used to the drain of animus magic, but he would rather save as much energy as he could when he arrived at the Summer Palace.

Y/N awoke with a start, his earlier mask of acting less tired than he felt being forgotten as he succumbed to his drained energy. He awoke now, laying on a small pile of slightly slimy seaweed, surrounded by stony walls with the only light coming from a tunnel leading outward.

"Am I at the palace?" Y/N thought, looking out the passageway, hearing echoes of wingbeats and far-off voices. From what Y/N could tell, it looked like the Summer Palace, even if he could only see a small margin.

"How?" Y/N wondered; the only way he knew to enter the Summer Palace was under the ocean, and he was sure that if he was plunged into the ocean, he would have either woken up or drowned before making it into the Palace. "Do they have a secret entrance above ground?" It would make sense that the palace had another entrance in case one collapsed or was broken somehow.

"Although I don't like that I don't know about it," Y/N said, pacing slightly. Knowing the future and most secrets of Pyrrhia allowed him to plan for most of the danger that he could come across, letting him judge how to either handle or avoid it beforehand.

"Either way, it doesn't take away from the plan," Y/N decided. He just needed to make a deal with the Seawing queen to convince Anenome, her animus daughter, to send him home.