The twelve battleships continue to fly over the river canals. Suddenly, the bright blue sky was blanketed with stormy clouds, thunder began to rumble followed by its roar. "Is the colony far?" I asked the commander who was leaning on the railing on the quarterback.
"Yup," he replied.
Later on, I asked. "Are we there yet?"
"No."
"You sure?"
"Yes."
"What about now?"
"No."
"I can feel the dragon's gaining on us."
"Then kill it," he simply said.
"It's not yet the time."
"We'll be there."
"Are we close?"
"No."
"How about now?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"No." Like big brother, like younger brother.
"Oh, man."
"We're here."
"Well, that's fast," I said. As the ships parked near the shore, we were facing many structures of the canyons. The horizon would be more beautiful if it wasn't for the black clouds above. And I couldn't believe what I'm
The dragon was now confused by the time it didn't know where to fly off because of the way we were like flies. With the combined powers of every Dragonslayer, I knew how to watch my back as I flew faster than the dragon's movements. First, I helped the warriors by blasting powerful energy flares as I swung my claymore to each part. That'll do. I focused on the chest- on the heart of the dragon. With a battle cry, I dashed forward before impaling the damaged chest as hard as I could. My blade shone brighter unlike before. I could finally feel the blade digging down very slowly. It almost reached the middle of my blade. "Come on, come on, come on!" I gritted my teeth, trying to push downward. I was thinking about my teeth would crack into pieces or something, because I pressed it so tight as I fought to reach for the heart. Is this the best you can do? Pathetic. The voice from the dragon echoed through the surroundings. Dienockrus you piece of crap. P
Nooooo! The lord from the underworld voice faded away from the last few minutes. I couldn't hear any sound but the harmony of silence. Then, I could hear birds chirping. I smelled the perfume of flowers once I inhaled. My eyes slowly opened just to find myself laying on a white bed inside a room. A nice room, but the light was dimmed because of the yellowish-orange color of the lamp's light which was standing on a brown smooth table located to my left. I looked at the lamp and beside it was a photograph of me and my family. Mom and dad's smile had never been looked happier while cuddling the four of us. We beamed with glee that reminded me about taking this photo. We all gathered for a group hug that we mostly embrace happiness, except for Mondrea because she was too small and uncomfortable for big hugs. Rosie didn't mind though. Around the brown picture frame displayed my watch necklace. To my surprise, it was polished and well painted as if someone gave it
Commander Grayson's perspective Many weeks had passed after the three-headed monstrous Devastrigon was slain from the dark heavens. We heard his voice echoed with defeat, but the only thing that mattered was everything was in great development to rebuild their homes and recover their resources. I did not have a chance to talk with Claes as he and his group already headed back to the Flash warrior academy. To be honest, that was one hell out of a mission. I never heard other news from the Shadow knights, but I sent secret spies to keep those knights in surveillance. We may have no idea what they'll do next. In the Flash warrior fortress built on another floating island, I watched the sun rising behind the greenish landscape. "How are the elves in Hymnalyria?" I asked without turning my head as I sensed Erna behind me. "The Flash warriors helped constructed their homes adding with stronger bonds so they won't fall this time," she answered.
Four weeks after the battle in Kanya canyon On a peaceful night in the Havadra jungle, which was separated from the northeast corner of Everlos, Fargos the Dragonsmith elf gazed at the twinkling stars. He couldn't breathe nor think properly because of what the future awaits. "Fargos!" Rhoamoltonophus stomped his feet out of the cave wearing his oversized navy blue pajamas with yellow neon stars to see his assistant standing still while looking up. "There you are. Having the same feeling as always, eh?" "Oh what-" Fargos turned to Rhoamon. "Ah yes, the same feeling as always. But this time, he will be much in trouble now his battle scorched the field." The elf looked at the newspaper he was holding with the headline of: "The Dragon slain event" The three-headed dragon that unleashed hell for many years has been slain on June 17 19 N.E (New Era). The day of celebration of the people across the world yet it is th
For long, the enchanted world is at everlasting peace,The sun soared with hope with ease,And the night glistened with stars at the aerospace,For the New Era shall stand tall with grace,A bigger world for small but many sights,A bigger understanding for knowledge so slight,Hidden from nowhere churned a blazing flume,In a sudden, comes the hellish doom,A reminder of an old legend that was prolonged forgotten,Yet we are prey that turned our longing burden,Bloody fangs and wings pushed the forcing waves,<
7 years ago"Xabiere, come on, let's go." My sister, Henrich, shouted from the top of the hill together with the twins, Rosie and Mondrea."Wait, Hen, I need to catch my breath," I breathed. It's not very easy to be fast when there is something that slows you down, you know?"Come on, Xabiere! You're going to miss the parade!" Mondrea shouted as she kept gesturing me to come closer, but I was so tired that my legs wanted to give up. However, I held my breath and quickly climbed with my might. As I finally made it to the top, Rosie looked at me as if I was late for too long. "Why are you so tired?" she asked."Because I am carrying your heavy stuff!" I once again held my breath, carrying Rosie's box filled with knitting stuff. Jeez, for pity's sake, Rosie."Guys, here they come!" Mondrea pointed at the marching soldiers from a village I d
"Xabiere. Hey Xabiere. Xabiere!" I gasped at a sudden thundering voice that roared into my eardrums. I jumped as my spirit bounced upward, but someone grabbed my arm. It was Mondrea, my delirious, happy-go-lucky, totally exhausting, and annoying sister.I wiped my eyelids to get rid of the irritating room. A flash of light shined in front of me. I covered my face with my hand as Mondrea slid the curtains open. "Rise and shine, Xabe!" she said sarcastically."Ugh. Mondrea, what time is it?" I asked while I still wipe my eyes."See for yourself, brother." she pointed at the clock above the wall behind me. Time addressed to me that it was seven o'clock in the morning.I peered to her so the light wouldn't straightly blind me."What the . . . why are you so early?""Sam's outside again. He needs you," she replied. And that got me thinkin
"Is mother feeling okay?" Henrich asked Nurse Joy by the time we're in Snowfall clinic. After the book fair (Honestly, it was totally great. I even bought several books with big discounts!), Henrich and I were in the nursing room while Rosie and Mondrea were sitting on a bench in the hallway. I hope Rosie survives Mondrea's talking at this point."Yes, your mother is quite well. Doctor Walden has checked on her condition. He told me to take care of her and make sure to keep her stable," replied Nurse Joy. Her brown hair was tied up in a casual bun. Her calm facial expression was always the same. Her dark brown eyes also looked the same way as she looked at her patients and visitors."Thank goodness." Henrich sighed in relief as she closed her eyes, but then quickly opening them. "Wait, what do you mean . . . keep her stable?""Well, there is a little problem to her condition- or a big one. When