Komik Dragon Warior Novels & Stories

A few even went as far as to willingly break an arm as an apology, forcing them to have to rest within the village for a few extra days. As for the rest, they apologized with the first set but were secretly sneering at Draco Blade, thinking that he's a coward. This set includes both Draco Pine and Draco Scale, the third and fourth strongest warriors of the lizardman group respectively. Draco Blade could tell that these few were going to do something but since he had already given them a warning and secured the safety of the rest, he would not say anything more. He has already gone against his instincts for them once; he won't be doing so again.

The people scrambled to their feet as the bird hovered around us. It was not a bird, but a dragon. Did the Dragon Lords bring the war to us? But I was too weak and dying to care. They watched as it descended. The frail-heartened ones took to their heels while the stronger ones stayed and watched. The three warriors flogging me stood still and watched the dragon. Other warriors had shifted into their wolves, ready to fight it, beast to beast. The dragon landed with a thud and raised a hell of dust. A body dashed through the dust and three heads rolled down in front of me. The head of the warriors whipped me. It made sickness build up in me.

22 A dragon! He was a god-damned, fire-breathing, humongous, large toothed dragon-kind Miaka had never seen a real dragon before and was as blown away by him as Kai was. Kai quickly jumped out of the way as the guy shifted, but even as a dragon, he was no match for a God. Kai - being a war God - had no real chance at losing any battle - dragons or not. Miaka ran to the small wooden stage to congratulate her hero, but her efforts were misplaced, she soon found, as the people of the town did not want to forgo the execution.

“Drakun.” The dragon made a sound like a snort of approval. “Drakos Drakun.” To the surprise and horror of everyone watching; the king, the soldiers who stood guarding him, the noblemen and their families, the prince and the princess, Llod and Hegi, the dragon’s serpentine eyes closed and it bowed its head and pushed it into her hand. Mare released a shaky breath and let her fingers fold over the tough scales. She closed her eyes. The surge of warmth within her was now a dull burn in her heart. This dragon was hers.

As soon as the man appeared, the crowd either knelt or bowed in unison once again. “Greetings to the Dravon War King!” The man was none other than Wyot Dalibor, the Dravon War King who ranked sixth among the Jademora Empire’s Thirteen Warriors. Wyot raised his hand in response to their greetings, casting Zared a sideways glance. Adair hurriedly said, “Dravon War King…” Wyot waved his hand dismissively.

he ordered the other dragons. Amora, whom I had told to leave to save herself, stood by in the brush, watching. Her scent was covered, but her heartbeat pounded loudly for my ears along with Odessa's, who thumped quietly. Plumes of smoke trailed instantaneously. My dragon barely had time to bring the smoke back into our body. Our teeth attached to the first warrior's throat so quickly the other stood back, howling for mercy. With one flick of my neck, the warrior would be dead, along with its mate.

I looked at Gideon who’s expression gave nothing away as he caught my gaze. “King Sorin, my house is your house but enough with the titles and bullshit. We have work to do and an enemy to kill.” We discussed our plans and Sorin listened quietly and made one or two recommendations. As dinnertime arrived we had finally all agreed on a plan. Sorin’s warriors were trained to fly their dragons, a fact I was pleased to hear.

"Long ago, Dragon existed... But how did they come into existence. There was a war, between two king's... The war was never ending, both sides were equally strong and had great Warriors. In a bid to end the war, one of the king's... King Gerald decided to seek help from a sorcerer. The sorcerer casted a spell on the warriors of the kingdom and that spell turned them into dragons by day and men by night. With the help of the spell, the war came to an end with king Gerald winning of course. The dragon's flew back home, happy to meet with their wives and kids.... eager for the spell to be broken, but a grave news awaited them. The sorcerer had died leaving no clue as to how the spell could be b

A menacing roar was heard, a beast with two horns upon it's head, scaly body and wings emerged from the middle of the beast swarms, it opened it's eyes which were purple and looked at the swarm angrily as it uttered another roar. "Roarrrrrr"!!!! This time seals appeared on the beast's body else it would have destroyed the whole room, it was Yaoyao in her primal form, she had finally decided to go all out. What!!! The elders all exclaimed in shock. This child's a battle dragon, I thought all their kind was extinct, who would have thought that there was even a dragon in such a tiny place... The elders began to discuss heatedly as Yaoyao had began her killing spree.

Viktor POV So far my life has been 'Normal' as normal as it can be. I had a wonderful childhood, loving and caring parents, a bunch of amazing friends and one of the most respected title in my pack. I was head Warrior of Pearl moon pack. I always wanted to be a warrior, my dad was head Warrior too. I was trained by him at a very young age to fit in his shoes. What else can anyone ask for? But still, something was missing.