“Adamas, do come join me for tea. It must get lonely standing at the Luna Nox Gateway guarding it for hours!” Venomblade, my dear friend said to me. “Of course, Ade! It is lonely, I must admit. But it is important too!” I replied and grinned. She grinned back.Venomblade was the only one that knew how much I was dedicated to my job so much that I often forget to relax once in a while. Little Venomblade was also the only one that knew of her past history unlike the rest of her clanmates. This is Adamas’s history...

Adamas, meaning ‘invincible’ in greek, was a name only given to born warriors and therefore was quite rare. However, this particular Adamas was gifted with the warrior’s wisdom and strength by the greek goddess of warfare & wisdom, Athena herself! This will do you good, little hatchling, thought the goddess. May you be the best warrior your mother will ever raise up.

And so, Adamas really grew up to be the warrior that Athena blessed her to be. However, instead of using it for good, like she was taught to, she used it for bad things, to the point of injuring someone who teased her a bit until that someone was about to die. It was then her mother suddenly passed away of a heart attack,leaving only her father to raise her up. Being the rebellious child she once was, Adamas did not even grief and even celebrated it as her mother often chided her for misbehaving.

Then one day, Adamas met her saviour from the darkside. She was Venomblade, her future best friend. Venomblade appeared in one of Adamas’s darkest time, when she was rogue, wild and brazen. Together, Adamas learned a lot of values from her, definitely including kindness! Soon, they became the bestest of friends and Adamas joined Venomblade’s clan, Luna Nox and used her gifts for good. Upon joining the clan, Venomblade appointed her as the clan’s guardian protector. She still is, until this day...

“Ada! Snap out if it! Ada!!” Venomblade snapped, bringing me back into reality. “Sorry. I was just thinking about the past...And don’t call me Ada, you know I hate to be treated like a child!” I snapped back teasingly. “Sorry girl,you don’t need to shout, I was just calling you that to get you to snap out of your re-enection. We still on for tea?” “Why wouldn’t we be?”