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“ This is our time! This is our moment! No more fear! No more waiting! We fight, and we win, or we fight and we die—but we die as LEGENDS! Our names will be written in the blood of our enemies! The world will remember today forever. ” A deafening roar erupts from the warriors, shaking the very ground beneath us. The fear is gone. Their blood is boiling, their eyes burning with fury, with purpose. I turn my back to them and look ahead. I think I have done good. Elita would have been grinning if she had heard me being so dramatic. The noises continue. They are not as silent anymore. They wait for the inevitable. And then it happens. A blurred figure emerges from the wood. Uncountable others fo

For in the heart of every warrior, there burned a light no darkness could extinguish. The ground beneath my feet quivered with the final cries of The Black Faes, their eerie wails fading into the night as we, the allied packs, stood firm. I drew in a sharp breath, feeling the rush of victory surge through my veins like wildfire. Around me, warriors roared their triumph, their voices lifting into the dark sky, intertwining with the howls of our kind.

Liam swept the green dragon battle robe over his shoulders, and the embroidered creature seemed to stir to life. With each movement of the fabric, the dragon appeared to soar through stormy skies, commanding and fierce. At once, Calum and the armed warriors bowed deeply before Liam, then garbed in the symbol of his authority, and they cried out with reverence, "We, your loyal followers, salute you, Commander-in-chief of Pendragon!" Liam, adorned in a battle robe with a majestic green dragon and golden patterns, seemed to transform before their eyes. He exuded the commanding presence of the Chief of Pendragon, like a legendary God of War ready to shake the heavens and earth.

A few even had witches on their backs to have a better advantage. Vandal, Magis, and Dravo were barking orders out to different groups. Our dragons haven’t been fire breathers in a long time. Flames would have helped at the moment but right now, we just needed to destroy those who wanted to destroy the lives of our kinsmen and our allies. Onyx shifted into his black and white dragon and took to the sky. I took off on foot towards the main gate. “Status!” I ordered from a few warriors that were waiting for orders about twenty feet from our main gate.

The sky over the Shattered Vale burned with the aftermath of war, smoke rising in black plumes, molten rivers casting eerie light over the battlefield. Soldiers, exhausted and battered, pressed forward, rallying behind the king who now moved like living fire. Verath Dravenor, Dragon King, had fully unleashed his power, wings spanning the horizon, scales glowing molten gold. Every step he took scorched the ground, yet his focus was unwavering, tethered by the bond that connected him to Elara.

he explained and she nodded in understanding. “Let’s use this next line to practice: Vyrnath kael ignivar, Solaethra pyr vaen. Threxan mor’kai draveth, Zal fireth-en, zal blood-en. It means: By the breath of sacred fire, We stand unbroken. Let our fear be burned away, by flame and by blood. This is a common recitation that every dragon warrior learns before their first battle”

To me he was magnificent and a perfect fit and I stepped through the fire having given Chase his moment of glory as first born. “Turn around,” Elder Michael said and I complied. “This is unheard of!” Elder Victor said with shock in his voice. I turned to face them again and I saw that same pride in Lucas’s eyes. I felt indestructible and I knew that Abeloth was also a warrior dragon. He was fierce and gave me the impression that he wouldn’t take anyone’s shit. “I am Abeloth,” he said as he took control and my eyes glowed yellow. “This can’t be right,” Elder Cliff said and they all looked at each other. Abeloth separated from me and roared in a low voice as he glared at them.

Drake said with authority dripping from his voice, even in this state. The warrior stiffened at those words. He swiftly turned towards the lady and shifted with her outside the burning house and rushed her towards safety. But everyone saw the tears of anguish and helplessness in his eyes. By the look of those tears, the other warriors understood that their king might be in pain. So they hurriedly shifted inside the burning house and beside their king. It's the same with the other warrior. Drake had to force their hands with his direct orders, which he is sure the warriors will never go against.

“With fiery ambition, we raise our swords high. Defying the Gods, we challenge the netherworld's might. As far as my eyes can see, the stars and moon are cast away. A mighty roar shakes the heavens and earth into disarray. With a single step, chaos reclaims its sway, and all creatures return to primordial clay.” This was a song released by Wyvern Peak during the Battle of Azure Creek. It instantly became the heart and soul of all the soldiers of Wyvern Peak. The mighty aspirations of Wyvern Peak were contained within the song—the heroic spirits daring to fight in heaven and earth.

Lightning flashed as I thundered with a thousand voices. “The creation will end his creator.” I flashed a bolt of lightning to him, but he blocked it. “I will not fear. For fear is the mind killer. I will not fear, for fear is the mind killer. I will not fear, for fear is the mind killer.” I heard him say. I rushed at him and grabbed him by his neck and rose higher and higher. He tried stabbing ne with the knife, but it was not going through at all. “The orb. It's in you.”