Beyblade Metal Fusion L'drago นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Well, alive that is.” I hated to admit it, but something about him scared me worse than Lucian. At least with Lucian, there was a fragile promise of safety. With this one, I could tell from how his eyes moved down my body that he’d use me and toss me away when he was done. Kaida walked closer to him and I felt Cora stiffen behind me, “My suggestion to move on isn’t a suggestion.” “I’m not scared of you or your mate, little dragon.” His voice was harsh as his eyes moved from me to stare Kaida down. “When they’re done with the two of them. I want my turn.”

Visions flashed in front of Nya’s eyes as she tried to rectify what she’d been seeing for the last several days with the scene before her now. All along, she’d thought she’d been seeing Slate in his dragon form in chains, but that wasn’t what she’d been seeing at all. It was this other dragon, the one rising up in front of her now. He looked anything but happy as his nostrils began to flare, and it was quite obvious this dragon’s duty was to protect the Heart of Magic, which Nya could no longer see as it was hidden behind the dragon’s large back.

Overall Lana’s dragon was a beautiful petite dragon. Adonis' dragon had a copper base color with dark green accent scales peeking out underneath the top layer of copper in certain areas. His tail, talons, and body size were all mostly in comparison with Draven but just a tad smaller. Harris quickly looked forward when he felt Draven begin to descend. A small cottage tucked close to the mountain on the north side came into view.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

The dagger with David’s ability managed to draw deep wounds but those are not enough to kill the Draco. Hissing in pain, the Draco opens its mouth and spits out a ball of fire towards David. David jumps upward to dodge the ball of fire. Knowing David would dodge this way, the Draco jumps upward as well. David’s eyes widen as he sees the Draco quickly close the gap between them. Fudge. Not having the maneuverability of wings, David couldn’t dodge the Draco’s next attack. The Draco, who learned how to throw a punch from Ximi, strikes David with an extremely powerful blunt attack.

What if she doesn’t want to be Queen or them Kings? Draco was a formidable thirty-nine-foot silver dragon. Silver denoted Mystics. Their eyes were the color of gemstones. The color represented the primary element that they drew their power from. Draco’s eyes were an electric blue because he drew his power from water. One might think that fire would be the most powerful element, but it was not. Water was because there were water molecules in the air that could be used as an extensive power source. Also, when there was no other way to fight, the water could be harnessed.

TO CONQUER. I..WILL SHOW..YOU POWER.. And with that being said suddenly our shadow merged and from the shadow a dragon engulfed in dark flame. Just like the one I imagined but more creepier and way more awesome. The crowd was speechless. Lord Drago: A summoner!? To think that his unique ability is summoning. What a twist this is. Haha..he just keeps going, doesn't he?

“One dragon... and one lycan, by the looks of it.” The dragonling had faint ridges forming on her back already, her tiny claws curled up into fists. Her scales shimmered like molten gold beneath her peachy skin. The lycan’s head was covered in soft, snowy tufts of hair, eyes flashing amber in a way that made even the med tech gasp. “They’ve never seen a blend like this,” Margaret whispered, her presence still clinging to the air. “They are the beginning of something new.” Tora’s voice cracked. “Let me see them…”

“…Massive, but slow. We’ll work together. Focus, Zenthos.” I didn’t have time to argue. The dragon’s tail smashed into the stone floor, sending shards flying. I dove, narrowly avoiding the swipe, and swung Lachlan in a wide arc. The blade bit deep, screaming as it drank from the air, channeling every ounce of my strength. The dragon roared again, fire spitting from its jaws. I rolled, feeling the heat brush my arm, and kept swinging. Each cut I made with Lachlan was precise, each strike feeding his hunger, each thrust of power leaving my own muscles screaming.