The first light of dawn struck through the night sky starting a new day for the people of this village, while many of them would be up by now they were quite exhausted from celebrating the arrival of the blessed one. They were so exhausted they decided to sleep all together like a big family, piling up on one another to keep warm. It was such a lovely sight.
The sun soared even higher showering the world with a bloody hue making the surrounding landscape look even more beautiful with a reddish tint. Standing on the beautiful landscape of the village were many people who must've heard of the blessed one coming and raced to be the next ones to receive blessings. Amoung this group was one with a seed of corruption that the blessed one might not be able to purge. The sinner stood tall wearing the gormunt of the junior clan leader of the wang clan.
With his deep blue eyes he looked upon the entrance of the village with disdain carrying not only his spear but also the spirt of every wang clan member that was killed by the little Nijue demon. Behind him were the last rements of the wang clan qi warriors who were outside during the attack on wang clans town by the little nijue demon. As they were nearing the entrance of village the young clan leader stopped the march.
" Listen my Wang clan," The young clan leader roared
"We as the last descendants of the great Wang clan have a duty" raising the clan insignia he held it up high to the heavens. The crowd of warriors looked on with great pride, but the next second confusion washed over them. The young clan leader threw the dragon to the ground.
" Our duty is to rise once again" He said, dropping down on one knee he carefully lifted the blue scaled dragon insinga off the ground.
He started to sway the insignia left and right causing the onlookers to be even more confused"
"A dragon swimming?"
"A Dragon diving?"
"A Dragon flying?"
The onlookers guessed.