the right way and they flew higher and faster towards the palace. It was a faster, but less convenient way of traveling because they had to hold on tight to avoid being thrown off. From time to time the animal tried to shake it off. Zhang kept stroking his neck and trying to calm him down.After about two hours (it could have been more, they didn't know exactly) he managed to gain the monster's trust and he obediently flew on without them having to be afraid of being thrown from him. The icy wind cut through her hair and the cold hit her skin. They all hoped they would soon be there. "Fly a little lower! Otherwise we will freeze to death up here!" shouted cloud from behind. Zhang did not understand him at first, as the wind sounded in her ears and immediately wiped out any noise from behind. But then he followed the invitation, which he guessed more than that he had heard it. And the bird obeyed too and sat lower. Forests and fields alternated among them. Sometimes you saw a village or a larger city. Then they were finally there. The palace of the conqueror stretched below them, although it looked more like a ruin than a palace. On the former training ground, her flying animal started to land and crouched until its stomach touched the ground and the three of them could dismount.Zhang stroked the bird and talked to him again, then, much to the horror of the wind and cloud, he released the reins and beak of the animal and a scream escaped from his throat. He stood up and spread his wings, flapping it wildly to give the scream even more strength, then rose again, circled the three of them a few times, and then disappeared in the direction of his home.

“Don't you think that was a little dangerous?” Wind almost gasped when he asked Zhang his question. "No, it wasn't, he trusted me, that's why he didn't attack us, he noticed that I don't mean anything to him." He looked after the bird and then sighed when it was no longer to be seen . "Still, I wouldn't have done it, no matter how much trust he had in me." Cloud seemed quite uninvolved. He surveyed the shabby grounds where he had spent his childhood. Everywhere cracks ran through the stone pillars and statues, here and there a pillar had overturned, sometimes whole parts of the huge Buddha statues were missing.The ground was no better sight, mosses and other weeds grew through the cracks in the stone blocks, there too there were cracks and the steps crumbled as if they had only been built of sand. "A lot has been broken here in the past five years, as if centuries had already passed," noted Wind.

Cloud nodded silently and headed for the main building of the palace, which it actually wasn't anymore. Wind followed him immediately and Zhang, who would have liked to have looked around a little further, quickly caught up with the two of them. He had never seen such a vast man-made area and preferred to take a closer look at it. But he saw that time was running out, they had no more than two weeks, perhaps even less, before the demons could come back with renewed strength to snatch their swords from them. So they climbed the crumbling steps and wanted to step through the big iron gate, in order to get from there to the sword tomb, of which wind and cloud had spoken.With some effort the three managed to open the large gate, climbing plants overgrown it and fallen columns first had to be moved a little to the side to clear the passage. When they finally succeeded, they stood in the middle of the throne room that had served the conqueror as the seat of government for many years before he died under such miserable circumstances.



At last! Cloud is there and now you have already got hold of three of the holy swords. But what about the other two? Whether they will really find them in the palace ... who knows (I !!! I know !!! <---- annoying side of Malu ..... -. - shut up, go play again <--- die true malu). Have a look, then you’ll see. See you next time ^^

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