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The warlord stood. He was taller than she'd expected. Broader, too. Built like a creature shaped for war, but moved like he could vanish and strike in the same breath. As a child, she had often wondered what a dragon might look like in human skin—a question whispered between old books and nursery rhymes, half-believing it was myth. But if you ever did see one, it was said to be the last sight your eyes would know. And now, here he was: terrifyingly real, terrifyingly calm. A dragon made flesh. And he was looking at her like she was already burning. "You are Sera of House Vaelir," he said, descending toward her with deliberate, predator-slow steps.

Yet she maintained her composure, using the strength of her connection with the dragons to anchor herself amidst the chaos. Suddenly, a fierce gust swept through, threatening to hurl Sable off the platform. But just as she teetered on the edge, a surge of energy coursed through her, empowering her to stand firm. A pair of translucent wings materialized on her back, responding to her unwavering resolve. With newfound wings, Sable soared above the swirling vortex. She felt the rush of wind against her face, her wings guiding her effortlessly through the tempestuous currents. Higher and higher she ascended, the chaos below diminishing as she reached the calm embrace of the cloud-filled sky.

He grunted, "Those little shits!" I left him and went to stand in front of Saraya. Her eyes were blazing blue inferno and sweat beaded over her temple. Jared, Anton and the rest of the men were covered by her shield. The dragon was evidently programmed to burn us all, including its rider. Lowering my head to press a kiss to Saraya's lips. I leapt upward through the barrier, shapeshifted into my true form and straddled the dragon. It shrieked loudly trying to throw me off and in the process bellowed fire at the Vrionis flying balloon, causing it to combust and crumble. Its shards rain down on the snow-covered ground. I reached for the contraption around its neck and ripped it off. As soon as

Suddenly, another earth-shaking dragon roar sounded, and then all the people on the spot saw a purple dragon that reached a few thousand feet approaching them from the distant sky. "A dragon! A Divine Archean Dragon!" At this moment, everyone was deeply shocked. Being struck dumb with astonishment, they stared at the divine purple dragon that flew closer and closer. It was wrapped in purple lightning flashes, which looked extremely horrifying. Under the powerful dragon aura, everyone held their breath. They all quite clear that the five claws of the Divine Archean Dragon could even turn an Apotheosis Realm cultivator to ashes.

They cheered and sang with glee, happy that their leader was safe. The wind whispered through the trees surrounding the Enchanted Fortress as Igna's dragon gained altitude. The path chilled the witches' numb fingers. They shivered as their blue hair whipped around their heads like a tornado. They hung on to the scales on the beast's back and watched as he soared gracefully, like a falcon across the sky.

Haleen turned her body around so that she was facing me and walking backwards with her arms out wide. “Imagine utilizing my shifted aura. Or combining your aura and mine together.” Her eyes were filled with excitement that was certainly catching. I had not thought about combining auras like that, but it would be possible. Dragons had different levels of auras. Unshifted auras were the average one that every dragon had. It was very basic. Shifted auras were the full-fledged dragon aura. Dragons had some of the most powerful auras of any species.

“Don’t worry, I won’t.” All three of them turned their faces up to the sky, awaiting Baalgur’s next appearance. Behind them, their comrades watched from a few steps back in the lava tube, ready to lend a hand with their own Powers should the chance arise. When the Dragon Lord appeared a few moments later, he was no longer flying in a slow, searching circle. Instead, drawn by Ariandre’s horn, he came streaking directly toward them, a dark form growing larger by the second.

Sighing, Sophia hooked her knotting hair behind her ear and asked, "Well, what's your name?" The dragon raised his head and said, "For now, you can call me Eli.”

she pouted and tilted her head. “It’s probably not me as I don’t have such powers, I’m just an Imugi as you said that day, it’s the truth. The one you are talking about is the powers only a pure dragon who possesses the orb of yeouiju means a dragon pearl, possess such power. The snakes that have lived a thousand-year have a chance of becoming a dragon. Those large snakes are called Imugi. And that Imugi, I’m not a dragon.” He smiled bitterly as if he was trying to hide something behind his smile.

Flying on the back of a dragon would never get old. Even though Nya was slightly nervous at being so high up in the sky, with very little to hold on to, by the time she’d been situated on Slate’s dragon’s back for a few hours, she’d gotten used to the thrilling feel of soaring over the forest and mountains below her. She squeezed her legs tightly around his neck, usually holding on with her hands as well, pressed against his slick scales, but from time to time, she couldn’t help but let go with one hand at a time and feel the air moving around her. Long blonde braids billowed out behind her, and the feeling of the wind blowing through her hair was invigorating like nothing she’d ever experie