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My energy was spent, and I began to feel dizzy. “I will kill you” I spat. “You can turn yourself into a million dragons, I'll never stop” I seethed with gasping breaths. The wing pulled back and Zelena’s face came into view again. She didn’t look sad or scared anymore, she just looked settled. She sighed and let her dragon wings expand behind her. “I know” she whispered with a slight nod of her head.

“Yes.” Visenya let out a sharp exhale. “I feel like I hit my head and woke up in some kind of fantasy land.” “I know this is a lot to take in." Lucian empathized with her disbelief. “To say the least,” Visenya cut in. “I always knew there was something magical between us, but I never imagined living in a world with shape-shifting dragons. Wait, am I a dragon too?” Lucian shook his head. “No, you're not.”

It feels like I am falling into the volcano all over again. I have no more control over my body. It’s like I am simply a spectator. “I am going to kill you Zeryx!” Talon snarls. My wings stretch out and propel me directly into my uncle’s dragon. The horns on my head pierce his stomach making him roar in pain. My claws curl into his flesh and I slam his body onto the ground. His tail swings around but I am faster. My barbed tail slashes his off completely, leaving Zeryx practically screaming.

“Lia, you don’t know how happy I am to see you up and about!” She groaned. “I don’t know if you can say I’m up and about with me laying here like this.” I chuckled, running a hand through her hair again. “It’s okay.” “No, it isn’t because what I remember is letting out some crazy power like I was on Dragonball Z or something and I can assure you I have never been a Super Saiyan.” This made me laugh again. “Lia, it’s so good to have you back awake. You're amazing, you know that.”

Mielle’s information helped a lot, because I too, had a bad feeling about the dragon who was about to attack Rustaval. Was this dragon, the one fated to bring Kuzan and Elfina’s beloved country to destruction? *** Clairmont and me were floating in the air. Not just floating, we were flying towards the direction of the source of all the chaos in Rustaval, a dragon. A mountain dragon, to be exact. I was quite struggling during our flight. I remember that one scene from a manga I read about a female lead being able to fly and was able to glide in the air for more than a hundred kilos per hour, yet her hair is still intact, and her face is still pretty and neat.

His most trusted men had turned against him and he hadn't seen it coming; he should have known but his attention had been stolen by another matter altogether. Zarek had dreamed of his mate. He had made a connection with her and knew she was near his territory. Dragons could feel their life mate when he/she came near them and had vivid dreams of that person. Her face was always blurred but he could make out her body, a body that attracted his attention. She was a mere five foot three but was built lean with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hips were made to bear children and her body was womanly, sensual and ripe.