Destroyer

"Those who currently call themselves King and Queen of the Elemaiya can't read those medallions and never knew how to use them properly. I should go." Griffin unfolded his tall frame from the deck chair and stretched. "Be careful." Griffin disappeared. "Yeah. Sure. Easy for you to say." Ashe lifted the sleeve covering his left arm and gingerly touched the eight gold medallions circling his biceps. "Am I supposed to read these things now, to get back what I lost? This just gets worse as it goes along." Ashe is faced with a weakness in his genetic makeup, as he learns of a greater force that is determined to eliminate him or turn him away from his destined path. Will those around him fall while he makes his choice?