Colossus: The Fire Dragon Novels & Stories

Dude #2 yelled back suddenly. “Guys, we have no choice, we either do this or die when we go home, and if we run.. he’ll find us” dude#3 said. Unable to handle the truth of what awaits them, he started walking away from the other guys. ‘Sapphire, what are these guys?’ I asked my dragon, uncertain of their different scents. ‘That’s a delta dragon, gamma dragon and warrior dragon. That gamma dragon is the highest ranking one, deltas are like healers and warriors are obviously warriors,’ she laughed at me, making my fists clenched slightly.

“You gamble too much on one woman.” Aurelion’s gaze sharpens slightly. “I gamble on truth.” The elder scoffs. “And if the seam tears instead?” Aurelion doesn’t hesitate. “Then I will close it.” Confidence. Absolute and terrifying. The elders fall silent again. Because despite their fears, every dragon in this chamber knows one thing. If anyone can command a collapsing barrier— It is Aurelion. I glance toward the windows. The mist has begun lifting from the cliffs outside. The seam lies somewhere beyond that horizon, invisible to most eyes but impossible for dragons to ignore now.

With a swift motion, he seated himself upon it and created a defensive barrier formed by nine fire dragons. Simultaneously, Quintus waved his hand conjuring a shiny caldron above his head. Bathed in the purple-blue radiance, nine ice dragons encircled him, repelling the onslaught of Wama Flame and Galeth Wind, and deflecting lightning flashes cascading from above. "Ice and fire, break!” As the two hidden emperors combined their strength, the bell formation surrounding them shattered amidst the roars of dragons and resounding explosions. At that moment, James, seated cross-legged atop the lotus, abruptly opened his eyes. Two black-gold dragons surged forth toward the hidden emperors.

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

His long neck lifted, his head went back, and fire ejected from his mouth on a roar that made me cover my ears. I looked up. The tower was taller than anything I'd ever seen with blue skies peeking between great columns toward the top. The dragon fire rose and shot out the openings. Black soot covered the ceiling of the tower, and I realized his releasing fire was a common occurrence. I lowered my head and looked into his red eyes again. Smoke came from his nostrils, and for a few moments, the smell of death receded, replaced with lingering smolder. It was an improvement. "You have one last chance to beg for your life." His jaw didn't move, but his grumbling voice threaded through my mind. N

And Dom would have let her but he was desperate and the world needed that great leader's guidance one last time. Gradually, warmth returned to the dragon's breath and Dom stepped far away for his safety. One by one, the Dragon finally revealed his golden eyes and moved to a more sitting position than lying. It seemed to be in excruciating pain as it screeched ear-splittingly and used all his built-up heat, stored for centuries, to burn a ginormous fire through his lungs, almost melting the interior of the cave. Dom almost felt like running away, it had all seemed like a pretty bad idea for a moment. Waking up a dragon asleep for centuries wasn't a joke.

Then came the fury of the Dragon King as the door glowed blood red, flames licking under the door in fury as Ragnar came completely undone. "Give me my mate!" Bellowed Ragnar's dragon as the ground underneath the door began to heat up through the onslaught of Dragonfire. The building's foundations began to shake as they protested against the assault they were under, and Matilda began to chant, furiously moving her hands about.

Orora POV . . 'Alaric, Amira! Come to the land of the reptilia. Collen has shifted to his dragon form to save Victoria!' I didn't think twice about telling them about Victoria anymore. They had to come here quickly. Collen was just blowing fire to the vast forest. The reptilians ran and tried to escape the heat and flames, but a few of them had been burned alive.

The little one remained still, his gold‑and‑silver eyes fixed upon the abyss, radiating such unnatural calm that it chilled the air against my skin. I unleashed a concentrated lance of solar fire from the tips of my free fingers. The golden blast crossed the distance in an instant, striking the base of the colossus’s shoulder with the thermal fury of a cosmic forge. The volcanic stone could not withstand the temperature of my lineage: the herald’s arm exploded into incandescent gravel, throwing it off balance and forcing it to release Lawrence’s weapon. Lawrence spun mid‑air, ripped his sword free from the rift before the magma could disintegrate it, and landed back‑to‑back with me, breathin

Everyone retreats. - You are a dragon and your strength comes from fire, the phoenix is ​​a bird of fire, I am the soul of fire. I don't burn, but I make it burn. I don't burn, but I can burn you. Your dragon fire doesn't affect me, but my fire can burn you. – the kitsome says, in her ghostly voice. Then it disappears, leaving only Sophia. - Didn't you say that your kitsome hadn't appeared yet? That you were still very young? – Lucifron asks in amazement.