Mad Dragon Injury Novels & Stories

Dmitri He watched as his best friend struggled with the silver spike which impaled his shoulder, his panic slowly easing as Max snarled his teeth at Madeline. Max used his legs and hands to hold on to the middle of the spike and hoisted himself off the and fell the grassy ground with a hard thud, Sara was quickly by his side healing his bleeding wound. Dmitri could feel his heart beating erratically as his anger burned his chest, listening to Madeline chuckle childishly to herself.

I took out a white bottle from my backpack and handed it to the old man, instructing, "One pill a day, placed under the tongue. In an hour, Madam Madox will fully wake up. Rest assured." I approached Russell and said, "Mr. Madox, I will come again at this time next month." Russell nodded and said, "I will see you off." "Wait a minute!" Denzel suddenly spoke up, "Russell has had a damaged lumbar vertebra for many years. Could you please check if there is any possibility of recovery? After all, it's not easy to get an appointment with you." Troy looked at me and added, "Mr. Madox suffered lumbar damage eight years ago, and many doctors have said there is no hope."

With an explosive roar, Madox launched himself across the ring. He was a massive blur of gray and muscle, his claws sweeping downward in a devastating, three-pronged strike aimed to disembowel her. Astrid sidestepped, but her silver-poisoned right shoulder lagged behind her reflexes. Madox’s claws caught the linen bandages, tearing them away and ripping deep, fresh gouges into her flesh.

The pressure should be more devastating than that and Mugen might’ve been a dead man if not for the fact that the drakes were already weakened to such a state. Mugen was a lucky man. But he wasn’t lucky enough to avoid some of his ribs broken. At least, he’s still breathing and that’s what matters. “We have to get you to the hospital, Mugen,” Carrola said. His hands were on top of Mugen’s stomach, healing him with his magic. The farmers that had helped him had left the place to avoid crowding the injured man. “I can heal you, but it would take hours to mend your bones, and we don’t particularly have much time to spend again today.”

"Grab her!" However, Trevon did not need to lift a finger, the ruckus had already drawn the neighbors out, and they blocked Lydia's escape. It was not long before the wail of sirens announced the police and an ambulance. Madeline's arm was not broken, just popped out of its socket. She had pushed herself too hard, and then her ligaments were paying the price. It was not the worst injury, but her arm was out of commission for a few days at least. Her first thought? She was doomed. There was no way she would get all her work done for Oralia and Skylandia then.

Then, without hesitation, slapped her back. “You vixen! How dare you hit me!” Megan screamed, flailing wildly. But she was pampered and spoiled, used to luxury, not real fights. Madison, on the other hand, had been disciplined since she was young, and even now, despite her long work hours, she never skipped a workout. Once she got serious, Megan didn’t stand a chance. She was soon curled up on the ground, shielding her head and wailing. Madison was about to strike again when headlights suddenly swept across the driveway.

Blaming that because of him, Ding Bang was injured and was put on a critical condition. Feng Shaotian tried contacting the system to give him a healing potion. However it was denied, the space was on lockdown and he can't take out any item out. He also can't leave the battlefield with Ding Bang. Bang! Ding Bang's heavy body drop on the ground due to exhaustion. The hole his body from the mother Cerberus attack was slowly healing up. Unfortunately, it was so slow. It must have something to do with the mother Cerberus unique flame.

“Don’t worry, okay? It’s just a routine injury. A small boo-boo, and we can fix it.” Her lips trembled. “We can?” I smiled and tucked a curl behind her ear. “Of course we can.” She stepped back with her eyes still on me, the hope in them hitting harder than I expected. I rushed toward the bed. Carter Maddox, six-foot-something of raw muscle and record-breaking passes, was pale and drenched in sweat. His eyes fluttered open for a second. “Need sugar…” he murmured, voice so thin I barely caught it.

I grabbed his hand in mine and bit my lip as I looked at him. A doctor walked into the room and smiled at me. "Hi I'm Dr. Rosen" I stood up to shake his hand "I'm Maddie, Ryan's girlfriend. What happened?" I asked. "A car completely hit him from the front. He's lucky to be alive. The other man died on impact. He's suffered a major contusion to the brain and a broken leg, fractured skull, with 3 broken ribs. We've induced a coma to help his brain heal to decrease swelling"

A savage smile spread across Magnus's lips. And then, to his horror, the wound closed instantly, flesh knitting together as fresh fur spread over the spot as if it had never been there. "No…" Magnus breathed, his voice trembling despite himself. "That's not possible. You shouldn't be able to..." The rest of his words vanished as a massive punch crashed into his jaw. The force sent him flying backward, his body slamming into a towering tree and splintering it clean in half. Before he could recover, Damon was already there.