Blazing Gale Dragon Novels & Stories

Then, he gripped his Sky Breaking Axe tightly and charged at Rogart again. "You're biting off more than you can chew!" Rogart snorted and once again before slowly raising his hand. The spiritual aura between heaven and earth in Jade Peak quickly gathered around him. In the next second, a ball of flame emerged from his palm and kept tumbling around. All of a sudden, the surrounding air was instantly distorted by the high temperature. It was the Blazing Heavenly Flame and it was exclusively available to the Godly Region. Dax was startled and appalled when he felt the scorching heat from the flame.

She said with a sad smile. "That is so sad, well do you want some tea?" The Luna asked. "It would be my pleasure, Luna." She bowed and sat on the couch, the kids are sitting in face of Laura who is smiling at them, Georgia went to helped her mother while Blaze stayed there, staring at the female warrior. "You know Blaze, I can feel that you are going to be my daughter mate." She said with a smile. "How do you know about that?" He said coldly. "Mothers intuitions." She smiles and take out a bracelet from her pocket.

Gabriel was using his flame power “Drakayaan…. Destroy them all,” Layana shouted to her second dragon watching him burn the throngs of the enemy army. She could see the Ehlesian Knights fighting alongside the riders, some blinded by darkness, others having no idea when the darkness had overridden and poisoned them. But either way, it was far too late for them.

Resting atop it was a radiant crystal, its light pulsating with an intensity that matched the molten flows around it. “The first anchor,” Kael said, awe in his voice. Valen scanned the area, his staff glowing faintly. “It’s not unguarded. I can feel something powerful here.” As if in response, the lava lake began to bubble violently. A massive shape rose from the molten depths—a dragon-like creature wreathed in flames, its eyes glowing with a malevolent light. “Of course there’s a dragon,” Aria said, already drawing her bow. The creature let out an earth-shaking roar, its wings sending waves of heat across the plateau.

He held a scythe in his hands that sent shivers to whomever looked at it. Then there was Lysandra Blaze, the Fire Seraph. Her flaming red hair matched the intensity of her pyrokinesis abilities. She was infamous for her volatile nature, a woman whose temper and fire abilities were both equally fierce. Beside her stood Ivander Gale, the Wind Seeker, his calm demeanor betraying the hurricane-like powers he could summon at will.

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

Layla hugged the golden beast's neck tightly so she wouldn't fall off as Riven raced to the centre of the battle. As he charged forward, faster and faster, she raised her head and looked ahead of her. On one side, Xavier was helping the desert creatures against the last titan while on the other side, she saw one of the dragons charging towards her mother who stood like she was in a trance, watching the dragon approach. [The dragon has been cursed. Hades must have cursed it with blood magic]

Kailo shifts quickly, his clothes ripping, and his body increasing in size. In seconds, Kailo becomes a large orange-red dragon, with a muscular form and short, powerful wings. “He’s not a Fury,” I mutter in realization. One of the guards nods. “Lyza and her uncle are the only Fury dragons that anyone knows of.” I hear a cry and see Lyza on her hands and knees. Her face is twisted in pain as her bones move and rearrange themselves. Her skin slowly becomes black and scaled, and her limbs bend into clawed feet.

“His dragon knocked over tables, roaring upset that he couldn’t see you. We put you in the treehouse, thinking he would return there, but he was blinded by rage. The bond is only half way you see. You need to mark him back once you can shift. Only then will his possessiveness calm. Several trees were knocked down, but I was able to throw a vile of nightshade in his throat before his fire unleashed.” “He would never hurt any of you! I’m so sorry he acted this way, I’ve never seen him like that!” I grabbed her hand. “No one was hurt. We understood why he was upset. There is no blame, it’s just the way dragons are.” I downed the pink drink in one go, relaxing Glinda as she put it on the table.

Carol nodded and said to her that here the white flame represented the light, and that the 3 flames she didn’t know were the black one for the darkness, the purple one for the metal and the last one was silver and represented the lightning. She told her that the greater her reserve of energy would be, the more able she would be to master flames other than the one of fire and light, and that if she had to forge a weapon for the golden dragon, then she would absolutely have to master the purple flame.