Pokemon Dragon Ball Novels & Stories

muttered Edmund thoughtfully. “Dragon potion? Was it the dragon prince who created the dragon potion? The liquid you smeared on my sword?” Prince Zach asked curiously. “Yes, Dragon Potion, which contains dragon magic power and has purification element. When we drink dragon potion, our wounds heal, and our body strength increases. This object is scarce, and we really need it at this time," replied Edmund.

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?”

they asked Laggas when Laggas returned on the ground in a streak of light. They had Laggas check the floating island where the dragon resides. This is the place that Yan told them the portal that could make them exit this world lies, since this is where he also came from. Laggas patted the nonexistent dust on his clothes. “Fortunately, the dragon is very friendly. Just that we don’t hurt it's only club, and instead give it some gifts.” He spoke. They all sighed in relief when they heard that it is possible for them to pass by the dragon.

As it completely becomes one, it plops and turns shady. The ocean rumbles and anger settles at the far end of the valley. The sympathizing clouds cover the moon and pour tears heavily. Suddenly, a large, dominating dragon lands on the ground and shifts to its draconian form- human-like yet with sun-kissed scales around his bare body. He kneels to the ground and examines the lifeless being before him. His big, square hand travels through the maiden's beautiful face and afterward notices the seemingly dull and dormant egg. He grabs it and embraces it on his forearms. After which, he leaves.

After missing an attack, the dragon set its target on a psychic and dashed toward him in a sudden motion. Knowing that he could not dodge the attack in time, the psychic activated a white halo to protect himself. He was planning on relying on his psychic power to resist the dragon’s attack. The cyan dragon flew toward him, swung its claw, and grabbed onto the psychic. Crack! The white protective shield around the psychic was destroyed instantly. His face went pale, and his eyes widened in fear. He shouted, “Captain, save…” Before he could finish speaking, the dragon’s claw crushed him into a bloody pile of flesh.

I gaped at the enormous dragon tied by chains to a huge metal pillar. “Why….are we here?” I asked with a tinge of trepidation, which was rapidly turning into anxiety because yet another assumption of mine was becoming reality. I wouldn't lie and say I wasn’t intimidated by the enormous creature, breathing out puffs of smoke and maybe glaring at us or me in particular. “This is Theo,” he replied as if that answered my question. Well, it sort of did. But still…

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

I ask, something about this Gia girl rubs me the wrong way. "Gia was a girl that I met a couple of decades ago, she was thrown out of her group home because she was a Mythical. So I took her in and trained her to control her power. Earth is her specialty. Oliver here was someone that I grew up with, He is the last thunder dragon that roams the earth." My eyebrows shot up past my Forehead, the last thunder dragon? That sounds like the most difficult thing ever. Looking at Oliver, the respect that I couldn't find for him in the past, came to me full force. That must have been really difficult growing up! Might have been worse than my childhood!

His expression darkened as he considered the possible dangers she might face. "I never expected you to be able to rise again after losing all your power back then. It's far beyond what I imagined. It seems that even if you weren't dead, I'd still find it hard to predict how far you'd develop. Or maybe if you keep living, you could step into a higher world. That is, if you're alive." "Dragon armor! Dragon scales, Dragon Ball, and the Four Elements Dragon. Help me!" Swiss… "A child who doesn't know the limits of the world. But I'll play with you!"

Opposite him, Zain looked thoroughly fascinated by my boldness. The Queen stared at me across the table for several seconds, then she laughed softly. "Creator help us," she murmured, shaking her head as she set her teacup down. Then she rose from her chair. The princes and their wives immediately pushed back their seats and stood in respect. I began to rise as well, but the Queen’s eyes were on me. "The Dragon Ball is in two days, Princess Diana," she informed me, "And as our customs demand, there will be an archery competition tomorrow. Everyone in the royal court is required to attend."