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There plan was seal proof but that gold dragon just destroyed it all. “Well we have no choice, we need to come up with another plan now.” Apollo spoke. “Yes but this one we need more dragon power.” Charles growled as he stood up. “I say we post war.” “I have no control over that power. The man in the globe does.” Hasik spoke annoyed. “Then we get her. Asrar has returned so we have to sneak in.” Charles spoke looking over at them “And what of this gold dragon.” Apollo stated as he sat down at the table with Hasik. Charles was pacing by it.

Firelight flickers across the stone walls, illuminating faces that are equal parts loyal and uncertain. They all felt the seam tonight. I see it in their eyes. “The girl touched the barrier again,” someone says. “Yes.” “And the king?” “Close.” The murmuring grows louder. A younger dragon steps forward. “How do you know?” “Because the seam aligned instead of tearing.” That silences them again. Harmony. Balance. The words make my teeth ache. Dragons were never meant to balance. We were meant to dominate. I stop near the center of the cavern where a crude map of the surrounding territories lies scratched into the dirt floor.

“Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…" “No, no this is so wrong”, Dragomir shook his head. She crawled towards him and peered closely at the paper, “What’s wrong with this?” “You can’t see this?”, he asked in surprise, “You can’t see what’s wrong with this?" She shook her head, “I haven’t seen a dragon” “Dragons don’t roar…see”, he pointed towards the writing scribbled just in front of the painting of the dragon. Its mouth was opened wide, “Like Dragons don’t make any such sounds ever”

Men will move mountains to get it. I finally get to sleep and when I wake, it's daylight and I start flying west. When I'm met with two dragon guards, I ask to see King Ryu. I tell them I have an important message. They are hesitant to believe me, but they mind link the king and they tell me to follow them. I do as I'm told, and they take me to an area where I can shift and get dressed. They turn their backs like the gentlemen they are. I get dressed and get the drawing out of the bag I had been carrying with me. I tell them I'm ready.

Caught by surprise by my sudden action, he stood stiff but soon enough he hugged me back tight while feeling my swollen abdomen. I felt him ease down under my touch and he knelt slightly towards my belly and kissed it before bracing himself up for the dinner ahead. “I feel a lot better,” Jax honestly admitted. “Thank you, Kai,” he smiled and I patted his cheek before heading outside towards our ride. “Tell us something about the Dragon Ball, Ty. Any do’s and don’t’s to be followed there ?” I asked as we sped away towards the main city. “No rules except that just enjoy yourselves and do not disrespect anyone,” Ty replied casually. “The Dragon Ball is attended by dragons from all over the worl

One side was designated for rest and for spectators during matches. Surrounding the stage were six pillars, each representing a different dragon power like Light (yellow pillar), Shadow (purple pillar), Sun (orange pillar), Earth (green pillar), Water (blue pillar), and Fire (red pillar). Above the stage, a carved dragon with blue eyes, so lifelike it seemed to watch over them, adorned the ceiling. As Lea looked around, she spotted Rayan, Jude, Vickey, Lily, Alisha, and Ria training near the stage. Liam followed her gaze and also saw their friends.

Wilbur put his hands together, muttering the chant before shouting, "First Level of Dragon Move: Lake Swimming Dragon!" As the words rang through the air, a ray of golden light formed a golden ball above Wilbur's head. The next second, it flew out and entered the dragon's body. Golden light flashed, and the otherwise transparent dragon turned a brilliant shade of gold. A loud explosion could be heard, and the Shadow King's body was blown to pieces.

He looked at me, looked himself, his arms stretched to me, unsure what to do… “Breathe my son, breathe…In.. and Out.”.. I touched his chest and shared life magic with him. With that he bent over and took a deep breath. The blood started spilling out of him creating a pool and when it reached me, it retracted back… Still on his knees, unable to move, I walked over to him. .. “Rise my son, rise Kal, My First Son, First Dragon King”.

His scales looked well despite the harsh conditions we had been in. Dropping his head down to me, Zor gently placed his nose at my wound. Your wound still courses with venom. Gasping in shock, I frowned down at him. "So I can hear you." Bobbing his head, his voice spoke in my mind once more. You are our voice, our leader. "I don't understand." All this seemed so unreal. All the scrolls had stated that no one was able to hear a dragon unless it was of your own. I was neither his Rider nor leader. Nothing made sense.

Jackson, leaning forward with keen interest, interrupted, “Does it happen instantly? Or does it take time?” Shaking his head with a mysterious expression, Dragon replied, “There’s no fixed rule. Sometimes, the feeling is immediate and powerful. Other times, it’s gradual, like slowly discovering a missing piece of yourself.” But Jerry, not entirely satisfied with the answer, gave Dragon a challenging look. Suddenly, he asked a question that was like a stone dropped into still water: “And you, Dragon? Who is your mate?”