Dragon Soilder Novels & Stories

“Are you part of his thunder?” The dragon seemed confused for a second, and then, with no warning, he opened his mouth, and fire shot out of his mouth. Nya grabbed the shield from behind her back and swiveled it around, dodging out of the way, but it was only after she moved that she realized the dragon wasn’t aiming the fire at her. Soldiers wearing Beelzanborg uniforms poured through the door as she moved. The dragon ignited several of them on fire before they could get their shields up.

Soldiers fought with blood on their faces and dirt on their clothes, but they did not retreat. Damian was already at the trench, giving orders and fighting with his sword. When he saw Sky in the chaos, he paused for a second. Her hand was shaking, but her eyes were strong. She was no longer the shy orphan from the island. She was a warrior. She carried the dragon legacy. “Stay behind me!” Damian shouted as he cut down a shadow creature. “I am not a child anymore, Damian!” Sky answered. She struck the ground with her palm. Cracks spread across the earth and sharp stones rose up to block the attackers.

He doesn't take his name in front of his mother. He doesn't know why she hates him so much. But no matter. For him. He will always be his hero. Zander King. The Empire king of this world. The most powerful figure in the entire world, the undefeated King.

A deep, earth-shaking growl left his chest, sending ripples of heat through the air. And then— They attacked. The sound was deafening. Arrows rained down. Swords clashed. Shouts and war cries filled the night. Drake moved like a force of nature. He wasn’t just fighting—he was devastating them. His claws tore through armor as if it were paper. His flames turned men into nothing but ashes. Every movement was precise, brutal, and inhumanly fast. Soldiers fell around him, some trying to run, others screaming as his fire consumed them.

He was the one who named the troops in his sense. Under the Battle Dragon Troops was an elite battalion, the Flying Dragons, and it was led by Ryken Santigo, a veteran who used to fight alongside Draco and also Kaze’s subordinate.

He roared a sound that shattered the air, shaking the ground and echoing across the mountains. Flames erupted from his body, curling in living serpents, rolling over enemy lines. The sheer intensity of his presence drove foes backward, forcing monsters and men alike to recoil in terror. Yet the dragon’s raw power threatened to consume everything, including Ashenrealm’s soldiers. Elara’s silver energy surged in response, wrapping around him like ribbons of pure light, guiding and tempering the inferno, shielding the allies nearest them.

“Mr. Draco’s circulatory system was damaged, yet he is still able to maintain his master-level prowess. May I presume that he was a grandmaster at the peak of his health?” Mr. Draco narrowed his eyes and got on his knees. “Dr. Kayson, I beg you to heal me! I, Skye Draco, am willing to forever be your follower!” Mr. Draco’s full name was Skye Draco. “Are you the “Dragon Slayer” who has gone missing for the past few years?” Jeremy was surprised.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

Creature Name: Draco (Named by David Sanchez) Scientific Name: Grandis Serpentis Draco Classification: Soul-evolved Animal (Ultraspecies) Basic Description: An absurdly powerful reptile that has evolved the ability to crudely manipulate fire transformed from its soul’s natural psionic energy. Physical Appearance: