HEIR OF LIGHT
he said,
He was the carbon copy of tafrel, his cloak seemed to shimmer in the sun, the mist hung tightly to his back,
"Zaymor" jason said,
He chuckled inwardly,
"I see you've heard about me elixtu" he said,
"Yeah, I met your boy, wonder what he was doing with aether"
His face became hard, like he was fighting to control his anger,
"Tafrel is no son of mine, a disgrace to me!" He said bitterly,
Jason didn't have time to chat about family problems, he had a gate or gates to find,
"What do you want?" he asked,