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I shout. Helping him back onto Vega, I grab the reins and proceed to lead the take off. The moment Vega's paws leave the ground I release my grip on the reins. Flavius shouts in surprise as Vega flies straight upwards. I watch as he yanks on the reins willing her to stop. But the stubborn dragon continues her descent towards the sky. I let out a roar of laughter as Flavius clatters to the ground along with his mount. Vega picks herself up, shaking out her body. Flavius drags himself into a sitting position sweeping a hand through his tangled hair.

he shouts, using his earth element to try and bury her like Fenian did with Tesha. “Stupid,” Fenian says under his breath. Tesha looks at him, frowning. “Why do you say that. It worked for you.” He wraps his arm around her, looking at her. “And if any other dragon had been claimed that way, you would have learned to avoid getting caught in that trap, correct?” I see that she understands what he’s saying. Dragons are smart, we learn, and the last two claimings have been public like this one. Every dragon here has learned how not to be claimed like Amne or Tesha.

Amelia POV The pain of the dragon monster's bite was crippling my leg. Ying was flying over and closing in on us, as Verena stood mere inches from me. Now was my chance. As I was about to stab her, additional commotion broke out behind me, and soon, her dragon monsters multiplied. There were at least two dozen of them, appearing out of thin air almost, stalking me from behind. Ying was flying low, and next thing I knew, Lord Wong jumped in the disarray of this situation, pulling the dragon like a monster off my leg, injuring it with his sword. Verena hissed at this intrusion, and for a second her focus was on him, her aura lifted off me a little and I used it to plunge the Elven blade into h

I've already slipped a blade from my arm sheath and I jam it as hard as I can into his stomach. He cries out and throws himself over the cliff. I know little damage is done, but I'm thankful I still have my halberd. I back up and widen my stance preparing myself for a dragon's attack. What I don't expect is Sarn's roar. I feel the flames before I see them. Fire sweeps up and over the ledge. I have no time to do more than throw my arm up futilely covering my face. The pain is agonizing. My skin burns as if I've touched the sun. My flesh boils. I drop to my knees. I'm barely coherent and all I can do is whisper to Laryn. "My dragon, I am so sorry. My greatest regret is not telling you that I l

It was worth taking a chance that getting enough flaming oil around them would work. Ghaeron did not need oil. The Dragon swept over the group, flaming, but barely singed the outer edges thanks to the mystical shield. He made a second attempt with no better result. With a roar of frustration, he landed behind the attacking Moran’kaar and swept his foreleg through the rearmost members. Their misshapen bodies were knocked aside and torn asunder, some of them twitching unnaturally though they were in two or more pieces. The Dragon’s second attack was forestalled by the Alva’himar, who sent a volley of energy at him. Flinching, he spat flame in their direction, knowing they would deflect it but

My stupid fucking dress slowed me down, but Katarina gripped my arm, dragging me along with her when I couldn't keep up. My legs whined with exertion, but adrenaline fired through my system. Thane exhilarated me, and my heart pounded with amazement as I stared up at him. He slammed his paws down, purposefully shaking the entire island and clearing the path for us. The Sea Serpent waited for us in the harbor, guards surrounding the ship until Thane flew up into the air, diving deep into the water before reemerging to roar again. No one could believe what they were seeing. A real-life water dragon shaking the very foundation of the kingdom.

Her voice was particularly shrill to my ears. "They're dead! All dead! That is wonderful! I am happy when you are miserable!" My eyes turned red. I swung the knife down hard to stab her. That was when Liam rushed in. A flash of black light flew out from his sleeve. A little Black Dragon lunged at Lucia and bit her throat hard. Lucia held her hand to her throat as fresh blood spurted freely. She fell to the ground. The little Black Dragon turned back to quietly slide up my wrist. He looked up at me. "I'm here to see you, Mom."

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

Shadowblade, unhesitating and sneering, transformed his black sword into countless black dragons, drawing an endless surge of power from within himself. Three different lights appeared in the sky—Rozi's purple aura, Adrian's dragon of golden fire, and Shadowblade's black dragons. Seconds later, the three lights clashed with unbelievable might, forcing Strider and the others to swiftly put up barriers to protect themselves. "I will kill all of you!” Shadowblade roared, charging at Adrian and Rozi with his black dragons. Simultaneously, the pair released all their energy, and their powers met mid-air.

Recognizing that a state of fearlessness and tranquility weakened the dragon's assaults, he fearlessly faced the creature, ultimately dispelling its spectral form. In a fraction of a second, Alexander swiftly closed the distance between himself and the dragon's head. With unyielding determination, he unleashed a powerful punch toward the dragon's skull. His fist seemed to pass through the ethereal form of the creature, leaving no physical impact but causing the dragon's head to vanish into thin air. With the dragon defeated, Alexander wasted no time in claiming the coveted Makutu Breaking Morning Dew. Determined to depart from the strange realm as swiftly as possible, he began to collect the