Novel & Cerita Satou Pendragon

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

Annabelle “These are all the documents?” I ask before grabbing the large envelope from the forger. I watch his beady eyes scan me as I open it and examine each one to make sure he isn’t trying to deceive me, but the crook is telling the truth. I sigh in relief. Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need.

How many creatures did Pendragon kill to exude such maleficent energy? As soon as Pendragon appeared on the stage, cheers filled the coliseum. “Kill him, kill him.” Pendragon roared and his energy surged. He turned into a ferocious dragon and pounced on Philip with a roar as energy fluctuations appeared around him. The coliseum shook under Pendragon's feet. Philip snorted coldly and energy surged in his hands. With every punch, the space began to fluctuate.

The woman pointed towards an embarrassed golden-blonde-haired boy, his head hung low in shame as some of the other students snickered at him. Emerald eyes stared at the blonde-haired boy and couldn't help but think of the irony of his name. 'Arthur Pendragon. A famous and legendary person from my old world. Sadly, I don't get that same inspiring feeling that is usually depicted in movies and television shows when I look at him. From what I know, Arthur is always failing the courses that teach students how to utilize their magic and he barely passed his last two Final Exams. I wonder why he's having such a hard time with his magic?'

Is this golden turd seriously sexually harassing her right now? "How the hell are we even gonna--!" Althreya cut her complaint seeing no point in reasoning with such a perverted creature. His behavior is all the more reason to get rid of him. She shook her head and mustered her thoughts. "You foul wretched beast! You have defiled my land and terrorized my people. That's why I, Althreya Pendragon, have come to vanquish you! Prepare to die!" she declared as light gathered in her blade before swinging it down upon the dragon.

I hugged her. "Congradulations mama", I told her. "Thank you", she said, beaming proudly. I looked at Samael, who was listening to us, and nodded to him. His orange eyes lit up in happiness. Atlas motioned me to him, and I relaxed in his embrace. The ground shook suddenly and a huge figure came through the ground and landed right in front of me. A large black dragon, ten times the size of any dragon I had ever seen, with three dragon heads and horns that covered it's entire body.

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JONEA I froze, staring at the giant figure before me, my eyes wide in disbelief. The blue dragon stood tall and proud, exuding power but not menace. Its shimmering scales gleamed under the moonlight, reminding me of the Dragon’s Tear pendant Aland gave me. Unfortunately, the pendant had lost its radiant blue hue and turned dark. “Who… are you?” I stammered, my voice trembling, a mix of awe and fear. “I am the Mountain Dragon,” it replied, its deep voice rumbling like an earthquake. “I’ve come for you, Jonea. Come with me, and I’ll explain everything.”

he muttered. Mason and Dale chuckled, but Drake was distracted. He was looking at the picture of the Dragon Relic, which was hung in the hallway. Dillon noticed what caught Drake's attention. "It's the picture of the Dragon Relic. My forefathers gathered that picture to take it away from the dragons. And every one of us knows how it ended" Dillon said. The Dragon Relic is something that looks like a huge glowing ball attached to an iron holder, which has one side look like an open palm, inside which is the ball placed.

Teddy says, grabbing the gold book, The Dragon Keeper. “Is that like the Hunter Book?” I ask, looking over his shoulder. “Yeah,” Teddy reads closely. “Zenith.” “As in Sedit, Sophie, and well, you?” I ask. “It’s an usual last name,” Teddy reads through. “He is Soriase’s husband, Hendrick.” “Soriase is your great-great-great something,” I tell him. Teddy is reading carefully. “That is why I can command him. Until his soul finds her, his descendants have command over him,” Teddy reads, then looks at me. “They were the first dragons.”