Fantasy Ice Dragons 소설 & 이야기

Francine said jokingly. “Well.” Sylvia began. “What? An actual dragon lives also?” Francine asked, shocked. “A spirit of an actual dragon resides in Blake. That was how we found out about Feng Ling the Ice Phoenix.” Sylvia began to explain the occurrences and conditions Blake was in.

Silence consumed the clearing. No one moved. No one breathed. Beyond the fracture, enormous shadows drifted through the pale violet light. They were unmistakable now dragons. But wrong. Their shapes were twisted, their wings unnaturally long, their scales glimmering like shards of obsidian. Their eyes burned with the same pale violet glow as the creatures from the forest. The Dragon Kings. Dead dragons that should have remained legends. Elara felt cold. “That’s impossible,” Kael whispered.

Elder Michael said. “Of course Elder,” Megan said and stood up. I wasn’t permitted to go with her so I waited with Felix while Megan left with all three Elders into an adjoining room and I could feel the moment Kaida separated from Megan. She was a beautiful dragoness, silvery white in colour and about half the size of Abeloth, which made her a tad smaller than a violet dragon.

Looking uncertain. The ice dragon sensed its master’s distress. It turned from Cassandra and focused on the center of camp. On the Revenant. On the fighters questioning their purpose. It breathed. Ice spread in all directions. No discrimination. Revenant fighters froze alongside Alina’s wolves. Screams cut off mid-sound as bodies turned to frozen statues. “No!” the Revenant shouted. “Stop! Obey me!” But the dragon didn’t stop. It kept breathing, kept freezing, until half the camp was covered in ice and death.

Wanda gasped looking above. "Let's just wait for them. It's going to take some time." Lam said as he walked towards the group before freezing. "Oh my." Lam gasped seeing Cass and Nix before he schooled himself and greeted the guardians with a bow. They turned to their side when they heard a growl and Lam now cursed out loud. "What the fuck!" "What's wrong my King?" Riley asked in worry. "That is the heavenly ice dragon. The first dragon to ever exist. And is he an ice elemental?" Lam asked pointing at Blaze and Timothy who seemed busy in a fight with some hidden entity with immense power.

He raised his hand, and the Frostcalibur pulled itself out of the dragon’s neck and returned to him. As the fire dragon’s mad eyes found Arth, it screeched out to him once again and charged despite all the bleeding it had. Arth jumped as high as he could and then flew up towards the dark clouds. Looking down, the dragon had followed him. “Glacies Materia,” Arth cast after visualizing his sword. Several ice weapons flashed around and flew along with him through the skies. One moment, he thought he saw an orange flash from below. His eyes widened as the dragon gathered air from its open mouth, with its throat glowing in bright orange. He cursed. He would never escape from the wide area of the

All the creature's enormous nest was full of snow and ice, even if immediately behind it, where Elizabeth sat, it warm and nice, and the snow was completely missing. The creature herself was made of ice. The scales that covered her body were of ice, her eyes were dark blue, and at the end of her tail she had a multitude of spines ... probably all made of ice. A kind of thicker and definitely very strong icicles. Her breath let out of her nostrils snowflakes and ice as well as a blustery wind whirling the snow chaotically. The little girl managed to read on a flying tag that the creature was an ice dragon.

Upon saying those words, Dalton muttered a spell. The ice beneath his feet cracked open, and a wisp of black miasma crept upwards as a black ice dragon emerged. The ice dragon stared down at Wilbur as Dalton leaped onto its head, melding his aura into the dragon as he reached out to grab Wilbur. The ice dragon reached out as well, grabbing at Wilbur in the same motion. Wilbur flew backward as Dalton chased after him on the ice dragon, which opened its mouth to snap at Wilbur.

And behind, Heidi was also blocked by two ice dragons, plus a group of black-robed vampires persisted, it seemed that Riven could no longer rely on Heidi. The two dragons turned to look at each other as if in exchange, then their eyes fixed on Brawen. Looks like they want to be small. Animals are very sensitive to odors. The Ice Dragon's main food is fish in the sea of ice, what do they want Brawen to do now. She's not even enough to align her teeth. Riven glanced at Brawen, she was small and then awake, her whole body was limp without any strength, let alone running, afraid that she could not even stand.

Someone yelled, jerking his finger in the direction where the dragon was breathing ice and freezing some parts of the sea, making fishies get closely packed together as they died. The ice dragon was of an enormous size and wingspan with two large horns upon his head which pointed back to his heavy flapping bat wings. His body was scaly like a lizard and he had sharp spikes and a barbed tail. His eyes were the same color as the indigo sea. He was fearsome and hair-rising to Finlay's men but not to him even though it was his first time seeing the ice dragon. "Alexander," a middle-aged man kneeled on the ice, shivering.