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RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 43
The Zlate villa had never been as tense as it was that evening. A storm brewed within its walls, though outside, the skies remained clear. The double doors to the villa opened, and Jack Sparrow stepped inside. Victoria had not gone a day to visit him at the hospital but she was very sure that he was in a critical condition and was surprised that he had even survived, talk more of making his way down to the villa all by himself. He looked well-rested, healthier than the last time she had seen him, but something was different. His usual confidence was slightly shaken, his steps a little slower. Perhaps he sensed that something had changed. Jack’s sharp eyes scanned the room, and when they landed on Victoria, he forced a charming smile. "Victoria, darling," he said, his voice smooth as ever. "I’ve missed you." Victoria rose from her seat without hesitation. She didn’t miss a beat. "You are not welcome here, Jack Sparrow!" Victoria spat at him, the pitch of her voice had attracte
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 44
The wind howled through the Dragon Clan’s sacred grounds, rustling the trees and sending loose dirt swirling in the air. The vast expanse of the clan’s domain stretched as far as the eye could see, a land that was once overshadowed by oppression but now stood tall under the rule of its rightful leader—Saint. He stood near the edge of a towering cliff, his sharp eyes scanning the horizon as the sun began its descent, casting the sky in hues of red and gold. His mind was restless, his thoughts consumed by the battles ahead. The war for true dominance was far from over. Behind him, the sound of approaching footsteps broke his silence. Saint turned, his expression unreadable as he watched a lone figure approach. Steward. The man who had once been robbed of everything, humiliated and cast aside, now stood before him as a restored warrior, dressed in the finest robes befitting his reclaimed status. Steward knelt before Saint, bowing his head in deep gratitude before rising to meet
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 45
The training grounds of the Dragon Clan were alive with the sound of battle. The sharp clang of metal against metal, the rhythmic pounding of fists against dummies, and the grunts of warriors pushing themselves beyond their limits filled the air. Dust swirled around their feet as the best fighters in the world sparred, each movement a testament to years of discipline and mastery. Saint stood at the center of it all, his body drenched in sweat, his muscles screaming in protest, but he did not stop. His eyes burned with determination as he dodged a strike from one of his trainers, a former warlord renowned for his lethal precision. With a swift counterattack, he landed a punch to the man's ribs, sending him stumbling backward. "Good," the warlord said, rubbing his side. "But not good enough." Saint barely had time to react before another trainer, a master swordsman from the east, lunged at him. He twisted his body just in time to avoid the blade, feeling the air shift as it sliced
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 46
Saint didn't think he would ever be back at the Zlate villa after they had humiliated him that last time he had been there. But with the things he had discovered concerning them, he knew that he would not have to conceal it for long, at least for the sake of the love he still had toward Victoria. So making his way back to the villa, his heart thumped all the way through. He had heard that they were battling to secure a contract and if they couldn't, it could cost them their life. That was also the pressing reason why he knew that he had to help them. ***************The Zlate family villa, that had once been a symbol of power and prestige, was now filled with an air of tension. The grand hall, which used to be a place of laughter and feasts, had become a war room of frustration. Victoria’s father, Lord Zlate, paced back and forth, his sharp eyes filled with worry as the family’s advisors spoke in hushed tones. “We’re running out of time,” one of the advisors said, flipping throu
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 47
It was not news anymore to the Zlate family that Saint, their one who they had once belittled and made Victoria divorce was the Saint Dragon himself—the leader of the dragon clan. And now, it seemed that they had made their biggest mistake yet by making Victoria divorce him and sent him out of the villa with no reason. The national project that he had helped them to secure despite all the Ill treatment he had gotten from them was a testament to the things that could have been theirs if Victoria were to still married to him .But all was not lost yet. Lord Zlate sat in his study, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the wooden desk. The revelation of Saint’s true status had shaken him to his core. The man they had cast aside, humiliated, and deemed unworthy had turned out to be the leader of the Dragon Clan—one of the most powerful forces in the land. He let out a deep sigh, rubbing his temples. The guilt was almost unbearable. His daughter had loved Saint, yet they had forced her
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 48
"I told you that she wouldn't listen to me!" Victoria's mother said to lord Zlate when she had barged into his study unannounced. "What....how did it go?!" Lord Zlate replied In a rather calm manner, he had envisaged that she would not want to accept to go back to Saint after all what they had done to him and what they had made Victoria do to him. "She sent me out of her room. I don't think I would ever go back to her room in a long while." Victoria's mother said bitterly. "You have to calm down, darling. Don't be hard on her....I think that we have been hard on her all this while that's why she is acting the way she is.....""Then we have to do something about it!" Victoria's mother stated. "We will have to, I think I should go talk to myself." Lord Zlate Intoned, getting up from his seat. "You should have done that a long time ago instead of sending me to her." She said in an irritated voice and sank into another chair that was just beside Lord Zlate's chair. "I'm sorry, darli
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 49
Victoria sat on the edge of her bed, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the pattern of the bedsheet. Her mind was clouded, her emotions tangled in a storm of frustration, sadness, and anger. Her mother’s words still echoed in her head, asking her to remarry Saint now that they knew of his power. The very thought made her chest tighten. How dare they? After forcing her to leave him, after ruining her happiness, they now expected her to go back to him as if nothing had happened? A soft knock on the door pulled her from her thoughts. "You have to get on with what you have to say quickly, father." Victoria said, her eyes still glued to the wine. He ignored his daughter's words and placed the bottle and glasses down before pulling out a chair and sitting across from her. "You’ve been through a lot," he said as he uncorked the bottle. "More than you should have." Victoria crossed her arms and looked away. "Is that supposed to be an apology?" Her father sighed, pouring the wine i
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 50
The world of martial arts had always been ruled by discipline, resilience, and unwavering strength. Grandmasters, warriors, and elite fighters had spent their entire lives perfecting their craft, believing themselves to be at the pinnacle of combat. Yet, in the span of mere months, whispers spread like wildfire—rumors of a fighter unlike any other, a student who was defeating masters with ease, a warrior whose skill defied all logic. "Have you heard?""There’s a student rising through the ranks, undefeated!""He’s too powerful. Too fast. Too perfect."Saint had trained relentlessly, moving from one prestigious academy to another, challenging and surpassing the finest fighters the world had to offer. He fought through disciples, warriors, and masters, leaving behind nothing but stunned silence and awe. Each time he entered the ring, his opponents underestimated him. Each time, they were defeated before they could even understand what had happened. His punches shattered stone as if
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At the far end of the room, Vic stood with an amused smirk, her arms crossed. Her presence exuded power—dark and overwhelming. She tilted her head slightly as she observed Saint, her eyes gleaming with malice.“You finally came,” she said smoothly, stepping forward. “I was beginning to think you had abandoned them.”Saint ignored her taunt, his gaze locked onto Victoria. Her chest rose and fell faintly—she was alive, but barely. His fists clenched at his sides.“Let them go, Vic.” His voice was calm but laced with deadly intent. “This ends now.”Vic chuckled. “Oh, Saint. You always think you can swoop in like a hero and fix everything. But you don’t understand… I’ve already won.”"Drop the dagger, Vic...." Saint ordered again, ignoring what she had said, "don't make this any harder than it is." He added. "But it already is. Someone should offer him a chair already, the show is just about to start." She said and erupted into another round of laughter. Saint was about to launch himself
Chapter 111
Saint cut through the thick branches with the sword Sayid had handed over to him. He was relieved that he was able to convince him to head back to the clan with the others. He had seen the disappointment in his face when he told him that he couldn't afford to take him any farther than they had already come, and it was far too dangerous for Sayid to continue the journey with him. It was getting darker by every passing minute and Saint knew that he had to get on with his journey quickly. For some reason unknown to the others, Saint could sense that Vic was close by and these creatures that he had just battled with had been a decoy to distract them from the actual mission they had embarked on. He continued cutting down more branches as he walked. The sensation around him grew, signalling to him that he was already closer to Vic than he thought. He tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword and intensified the effort he used in cutting down more of the trees, clearing his path. The c
Chapter 110
"I'm not moving an inch from here until I see Saint!" Gerald said stubbornly, adjusting his legs more comfortable on the ground but making sure that his legs didn't touch the creature. His eyes were still fixated on the creature. He had still not given up in trying to make out what it was and where they had come from. "Well then, suit yourself." Sayid said and started walking away. The stench that came from him was foul and immediately made the air unbearable to breathe. "Where are you going to, Sayid? We can't just leave Saint here all by himself!" Gerald said, his voice trembling with fear. "He's fine, you chicken heart, he just wants to set some things out for himself." Sayid said. He suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to face both men. He had noticed that something wasn't right. "Where are all the soldiers?!" He asked. "Most of them are dead, I think the rest ran away!" Steward replied. "Including my men?!" Sayid asked angrily. "Every single one of them...""How pat
Chapter 109
He tried to get a glimpse of his life flashing before him as his eyes were shut tight. He swallowed the bile in his throat for the umpteenth time and breathing heavily—the smell of death hissing past his nostrils. He didn't need a soothsayer to tell him that his time had finally come, he could feel the power from the creature growing stronger by every passing minute and the hot drool from its mouth descending on him. "Spare my life, I beg of you!" Gerald clasped his palms in a form of a plea and raised it above his head. He hoped in his heart that the creature understood what he was saying. "Spare my life and I'd do anything that you want me to!" He said again and his hands fell weakly onto the floor, grabbing the soil in front of him. His whole body shivered from the cold that was seeping through his veins, never had he been faced with such situation. "I never should have left the car," he repeated. A loud shriek from the creature shook the leaves on the trees causing Gerald to c
Chapter 108
Max wiped the perspiration off his forehead with his sleeve and dusted his hands. He was satisfied with how deep the hole was even though a pretty large part of it had not been his effort. "Come on, we need to bury him quickly before someone comes." Max said aloud. They had carried Max's lifeless body to an area where nobody would find it, not even Vic herself, except by some means of magic, but even if she would have, they would have all been long gone. "Certainly." The second guard replied and started breaking the rocks nearby that they were going to use in burying Drake. The plan was to level the spot they would bury Drake as much as possible and fill the place up with rocks. If anyone has plans of digging the place up, they would get a second thought—who buried people with rocks in than age. "It's all done." The second hairs let out, panting heavily. Max made sure to take a good look at Drake oneast time to make sure that he was actually dead. 'what if he wasn't?!' his thoug
Chapter 107
It was at that point that Saint realised where they were. Why hadn't he sensed that something was wrong on time, it seemed as though a cloak had been removed from his eyes. "No one should step down from the car!" Saint ordered when the car had been brought to a halt. "Oh you don't need to tell me that twice. I already know what's going on....if you had just listened to me earlier..." Gerald grumbled and folded his hands. Despite the eerie environment that they were in, he felt no single iota of fear and instead disappointment toward Saint for not believing him earlier on. "I'm going to go check it out." Saint said and without giving them any chance to process their thoughts, he was already out of the car. Gerald's lips parted slightly in bewilderment. He wanted to say something but then hesitated and kept silent. "Aren't you coming, Gerald, I'm going with him." Sayid said, cutting through Gerald's line of thoughts. "Are you out of your damn mind?!" Gerald exclaimed. Sayid chuck
Chapter 106
Not a single sound was heard from the warriors as they journeyed on, with Saint leading them on. Lord Magnus had offered to accompany them on the journey, but Saint had insisted that he stayed back so he wouldn't risk getting killed. Lord Magnus had tried to convince Saint that his conscience wouldn't let him stay back and he had to be by Saint's side, but Saint still insisted that he had to stay back with the clan. "Are you sure of where we heading to, Saint?" Gerald asked with confused brows as he noticed that they had been turning around in circles and it seemed like the fifth time they had passed through this particular route. Saint who had been struggling to keep back his confusion finally let out, "this has to be the route, it has to be here. Unless, it's either of two things; Vic is leading us into a trap or this isn't the route that leads to where she has asked that I come to get Drake and Victoria." "We have to turn back around, Saint. We can't continue embarking on a jou
Chapter 105
They shook him fervently to make sure that he had been knocked out before they carried his body off of the floor and flung him into his cell. The first guard hurriedly locked the cell and watched Drake's body for a while. His brows creased as worry settled beneath his stomach when he noticed that something was deeply wrong. Drake's body wasn't moving and the regular rise and fall of his chest to induce that he was still breathing was absent. "Did you kill him?!" The first guard's voice trembled as he spoke, "i said did you kill him?!" He asked against in a loud tone but made sure it wasn't loud enough to be heard by Vic. "What do you mean by that, of course we did not!" Another guard replied this time. "Then why is he not breathing?!" The first guard's heart began to pound vigorously in his chest, "Move aside let's see." The other guards shoved him to the side as they made their way forward to see for themselves. They all stared with grave intensity, waiting for Drake's body to
Chapter 104
"Make sure that he doesn't disturb me while I'm asleep!" Had been Vic's instructions to the guard before she left. Drake's screams continued to torment Victoria from where she sat in her cell, but she didn't let out a word of complaint, instead, she gritted her teeth and shifted her gaze for the first time on hours onto the floor, enduring the pain his loud screams brought to her ears. She wished that she could do something to make him quiet, he wasn't the only one going through the excruciating pain from the fluid. "Drake, please be quiet...." She tried to form the words, but she couple find the strength to do that, so she sat put and hoped in her heart that he would tire out soon, but that was far from the impossible, because this had been going on for days without any pause. "You just wait and see, Vic. The moment I get out of here, I'm going to slit your throat in half and burn this whole place down.!" Drake threatened still, while shaking the iron bars of the cell with all of
