Romans & histoires Dragons: Race To The Edge Villains

"Dragon Flesh" a gruff voice spoke, the sound carrying through the night At the edge of the Centaur border, a young woman lay crumpled in the dirt, her black and green hair tangled, her body curled as though even the earth had cast her aside. Green scales shimmered faintly at her throat and shoulders. Betrayal of the truth she tried to hide. Valia. Daughter of dragons. Huthra’vor. "This one was found in our lands. A gift from the gods I say" a collective guffaw of greedy laughter followed the declaration. She could hear the slap of their tongues against their lips.

My face seared with rage as I looked up at Alena, blood now trickling down her face. A menacing figure loomed over Alena, a wicked grin spreading across his face, relishing the sinister pleasure of the battle that just unfolded. As he approached, a stoic silence hangs in the air, his words carrying a veiled threat. Unyielding, I keep my gaze fixed on Alena, who intensifies her struggle against the captors, seeking reassurance in the chaos.

Malrec. The name burns through my thoughts. Of course it is him. The bond pulses again. This time the fear inside it spikes. Not fear for herself. Fear for me. I bare my teeth. Too late for that. The ridge where the seam bends into the mountains appears beneath us moments later. And chaos explodes into view. Dragons. Too many. Several dozen circle the valley in violent spirals of wings and fire. Some are mine. Most are not. Malrec’s faction has arrived.

Henry fired a few more bolts that all hit Murdok and Rori couldn’t stand by and watch her stepfather kill the man that saved her life and the lives of so many others. Rori wiggled out from the grip of the enormous dragon and as she lunged in front of Murdok’s mighty snout, the dragon opened his enormous mouth and released a title wave of fire and smoldering heat. Rori was not afraid of Murdok or his fire, and rather than try to shield herself from either attack, she put her hands out in front of her and willed the dragon’s fire to overtake Henry.

She was ready she just had to convince herself. “We will move in the next few hours. Peggy should be back and Ryan should be done wrestling with Avalon.” Dominic sighed. He was starting to hate being around dragons. They darn near squished them in the jeep, not to mention the now hidden bite mark’s that where magically healed from the last battle. He was a strong guy but no match against a dragon. He wished he was agile like Brandon’s brothers. “I hope he is okay.” Rosalie spoke quietly. Drezic just chuckled.

THE LONGER the fight, the fire of madness will continue to rage higher, and it flames to the maximum of uncontrollable fight between two spawns of darkness. None of them are willing to give mercy nor chance to let one of them to live. Drakaina took two steps towards the pile of barrels where Kadita is hiding. Kadita is ready to launch her attack, but she waited more longer, she can’t risk her chance to live for Drakaina.

“I think you fail to see there is nothing that I don’t already know. So if you want our deal still on, find something substantial that does not involve betraying your people” “You have no idea what you are talking about. These people betrayed me first. All that I have known, all that I have believed in. They hate me first. They treated me worse. You don’t understand a single thing” “I don't care what they did to you. We will be riding on my dragon. It is faster” Drogo and the Ravkans with their dragons waited for me to give the next instruction. I liked that we never perform any action separately whenever we are out and away from our land. One thing the werewolves lack.

Vito’s sister growls at him, eyes narrowed on me. He flinches minutely and I remember the bruises I’ve seen on his skin, the ones he tries to hide from me after he confronts his sister. Dragons are so odd in that they aren’t raised by their biological parents, rather every generation raised by a single dragon nest-mother to free parents from the tedious process of childrearing. So I know they’re not related by blood, but… They still grew up together, lived together, shared a mother of sorts. How can she hate him so much?

He towered over Drake in this form, but Drake didn’t flinch away from him. “If you can’t pull your head out of that little cunt, I’ll have to send someone else. Especially now that the dragons are involved. We are running out of time. If the flames merge, it will cause us a great deal of trouble.” Drake nodded his head. “It’s time for the demons to overthrow the dragons and claim our rightful place as the most powerful race known to the supernatural world.”

Is there any such thing as the edge of a world? Every planet is of a spherical shape, surrounded by stars and moons. How then can there be a planet’s edge? The logical conclusion to this statement is that there is no planet edge; but that would be a faulty assumption – a situation that makes an a** of ‘u’ and me. You see, every planet has an edge, and every edge is dangerous, for the edge of every planet is the most dangerous part of that planet. It is the part of that planet were a mere visit would cost you your life, and just hearing about it would bring you to your knees in fear. To attempt to explore such a place is nothing but fake chivalry, and the will of those who dare to forget thei