Fire And Water Dragon Novels & Stories

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.

"Rafabik was a Firedragon who attacked Gaza, Aoun’scapital, for around five hundred years ago. We defeated the dragon, who we had named Rafabik, which means white fire, and therefore is Aoun’sbanner decorated with a hand and a dragon in the middle of the hand. A symbol of how we stopped the dragon." "Now, as you say it, I have read somewhere that the ancient Firedragons had a strangely colored fire. They mention no specific color, but I guess white fire would be classed as peculiar. The ancient breed of dragons has been extinct for a long time, and only rumors exist about Dragonfire, so I guess it could fit the description of Akana's ability," Vis said and refilled his drink. "Dragonfire ...

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

At the same time, a big water cannonball blasted from the dragon’s mouth toward a certain location on the ground! Boom! That water cannonball engulfed that place in an instant! At the same time, the white water vapor around Philip dissipated! However… Boom! A blazing wave of heat attacked Philip from behind! Ignis lowered his body and rushed forward. His arms spread out and turned into the wings of a fire phoenix. He roared, “Explode!” In an instant, hundreds of fireballs burst out from the pair of huge fire phoenix wings and blasted at Philip like rapid cannonballs!

Once they were settled in he whispered, "I will cast to you the memories that I have and then you can always ask more questions." Emma snuggled up to him and felt happier as his mood shifted and then she closed her eyes as he started to cast his memories to her. At first there was nothing but mist and whisps of clouds and within the center was a fire burning brightly. It was hard to look into the burning flames but almost imposible to look away. For upon the dias, stood a dragon that grew ever more powerful as the fire burned hotter. The smoke and flames appeared to form the dragon and his scales reflected the firelight. His scales were cerulean blue but shimmering in darkness they appeare

I heard Austin’s voice, but it faded away slowly among the winds, as another vision flashed before my eyes. Fire, the richest element, one so noble, yet deadly. I frowned as the crackling flames turned against an unknowing wind. The fire changed directions; whooshing left and right, instead of simply roaring upwards. My eyes followed the strange directions before something flew out from the flames...a flaming creature. I gasped, my mind immediately flashed back to the drive, the creature the stars portrayed... a dragon.

“And what is this?” “A tree of life, full of balls of dragonfire,” Drust answered simply. “What? You look as if you do not believe me. You asked and I answered.” Quintus nodded. “This is your reward for it all? Dragonfire, whatever that is?” Drust smiled at him. “You are bordering on daft, Roman. Dragonfire is like liquid flame, rolls and eats all in its way as it must. A spark of it can consume a human body. Imagine what a ball of it can do to an army?”

The fire dragon opened up his mouth and created a fiery ball from his mouth and threw it to the ice dragon. Ice dragon dodged it easily. But, the persistent fire dragon kept on shooting his fiery ball while the ice dragon twirled, around in the air, riding the wind, dodging the fire. The special shield seemed installed around the crowds to prevent any injury. Whenever the fireball fell on the crowd, the shield activated and extinguished the fire in a split second. “Fluppy! Heavy snow.” The ice dragon owner shouted. The ice dragon or Fluppy lifted her head and opened her mouth. The four-meter ice was shooting five-meter to the sky. The ice soon cracked and broke into small pieces.

I exclaimed in shock. “That’s lava, Kai. Imperial dragons are obsessed with fire sources unlike other types,” Ty said. “Why is that so ?” I asked as I concentrated to another landform. “Fire is the best source to help them harness their spirit energy. That is why Xador prefers to reside in that big ball of fire in the middle of the city,” Ty explained. “Even the rivers are full of molten metal and lava, Ty. It is so scary,” I admitted. “It’s ok baby. The secret passage will help us bypass these deceptive landscapes,” Ty said to calm me down.

“Phoenix,” Adelaide said after listening to their descriptions of Alicia’s experiences. “I think you are the missing child of the Firebird Queen. It was said that you were lost when a group of rogue dragons attacked your kingdom. They killed the Lady Phoenix and intended to kill her child, who was said to posses the same power as her mother, but you disappeared. You were assumed to be dead,” Adelaide told Alicia.