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I stood up and pointed at a green snake outside the barrier. “I can bond with him and pray for rain!” Leigh glanced at the mottled green snake beyond the barrier and pretended to persuade me kindly. “Chloe, there’s no need to rush like this. A rain maiden must ride a dragon to soar into the sky. You must be mistaken, seeing a snake as a dragon.” The crowd whispered as I pulled the snake toward me with my spirit power. “Princess Chloe is confused. A white dragon, no matter how weak, is still a dragon. At today’s ceremony, I’m afraid only Princess Leigh can put an end to the drought on Earth.”

The legends didn't do him justice - the Dragon God was even more beautiful in person. Staring at him, I could tell that beneath his perfect exterior, there lies a hidden strength just waiting to be unleashed. The Dragon God’s eyes glowed with a fierce crimson red, and his cropped black hair moved as if blown by the wind. The spikes along his fingers and arms appeared sharp and menacing, but he seemed like he could retract them with ease. If it weren't for the black pants he had on, he would have been fully nude, his muscular torso with the finest of hairs on full display.

Phoenix turned around and his feet left the ground. “If possible, get out of this vicinity. Your choice if you choose to wait.” “We’ll pray for your success in defeating that old hag!” Dante shouted while Phoenix was within earshot. The latter just smiled and flew into the woods faster using his mate's scent as a trail. After some minutes, he finally found Lavana and the angered woman engaged in a sizzling battle. “Woah, our mate’s awesome. Just look at the way she’s using her sexy tails to slap that old hag. Hahaha!” his wolf, River, giggled.

Chad had gone to the eastern city's herbal market to find Doug. So, he took out the prescription, and Doug snatched it away as soon as he saw it. However, after looking at the contents, Doug threw it away. "Are you kidding me? You're basically asking me to get you dragons and phoenixes. Where am I supposed to find that?" Chad said, "If you can't get phoenixes, you should be able to get dragons, right? They say that pythons become dragons when the time comes—"

Dom felt a rush through his veins. A hot lava ran slowly through his limbs, his flight dwindling. A cloud of haze came over his eyes for a millisecond. Waai saw the midnight Dragon fly low and low. It was clear the animal was poisoned and the host was barely holding on. A swell of excitement exploded in his chest. It was going to be an easy victory. But then he got confused. The Dragon seemed to have shaken himself and was already gliding through the grasslands, breathing fire down at the SHS guns pointed right at him.

His lips quivered in fear as he stared at the dragon's eyes, which were like flames and body, so ancient and dark. “What do you want?” Minerva asked absentmindedly as the dragon stared into her soul. It nudged her head, its snout as if he could read her mind. Then it looked away from her. Behind her, Vincent stood there, a protective hawk. He didn't like it that there was another watching out for Minerva. “I don't like this dragon,” Vincent murmured. Minerva would have laughed if they were not in a situation like this. The dragon tilted its head as if he heard what Vincent had said. Then it moved his attention back to Minerva.

I will not be quiet. “And what of our ways, King Ilvisar? What of the ways of the dragon? What of the ways of the centuries old method of claiming a dragon? You have no respect for our laws and rules. Why should we care about yours?” “Because we were here before you!” he yells, slamming his fist on the concrete table in front of him and making the earth around us shake. “Actually, that’s not true,” Elio says. “Phoenix was here before all of us, and she remembers that dragons came first. Then the elves.”

For love, when true, defies the pyre, And dragons soar through hearts of fire. Let empires quake, let tyrants fall, The Dragon Thief shall heed the call. Skylar Once I made my decision that I wanted Ryuki to be my first, I was ready for it to happen. The problem was, Kythyr rose to mate. Then the hatchlings went through their second round of shedding their skin.

Powering on the laptop took a lot longer than I expected, and then I got to researching. Bonding- the God, Dalion, wanted to give more protection to the creatures that he created by binding two people’s souls to each other. This is an unbreakable connection to enhance the power that is given to the Mythicals. In this connection the mark changes to show what dragon was bonded to one another. If a Mythical somehow bonds with a non-Mythical, The mark evolves into a dragon that curls itself around the shadow of a human. Slamming the laptop shut, I huff out a breath and wonder what the hell I just read. Unbreakable? What does that mean? I’m stuck with this random guy for my whole life?

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i