Astrid's face flushed red because Draco kissed her neck gently. She grasped Draco's hand, which was hugging her waist gently from behind.
"They're waiting for us," said Astrid uncertainly.
"They can wait for us a little longer," Draco replied as he played Astrid's earlobe with his lips.
“Draco…” Astrid sighed, feeling a tingling sensation in her ear.
“I miss time together like this, Astrid. Our journey is quite tiring,” Draco whispered, turning Astrid's body to face him. He then kissed Astrid's lips gently and stuck his tongue into hers until the girl groaned with pleasure.
Astrid let Draco caressed her body gently. She received the soft touch of Draco's lips on her body. Slowly Draco stripped off all of Astrid's clothes and his own clothes. He then carried Astrid onto his old bed and laid her down there.
"Astrid, I want you ..." Draco sighed in his voice that sounded sexy to Astrid's ears.
Draco ran his
The wall behind Cassia closed tightly. She was at that moment walked into a small room with a dim light. When she looked at the floor, she realized that he was standing on a magic circle."What is this?" asked Cassia in panic. Standing on a magic circle that she didn't know was tantamount to surrender herself to the enemy voluntarily. Was this a trap?Damn it! Did Edmund mean to frame her?Edmund stood casually next to Cassia. He didn't look scared at all.“Edmund! What the heck is…” But before Cassia could finish her sentence, Edmund already gave a signal by bringing his index finger closer to his lips while smiling soothingly.“Shhh! Focus your mind. We'll be moving in a bit," said Edmund, looking up at Cassia with his beautiful ruby eyes."Move where?" asked Cassia, confused and feeling threatened."Two ... One ... Now ..."A sparkling purplish light emitted from the magic circle and enveloped Edmund
Draco and Astrid had just returned from the dragon's den to the Brighton Estate. When he got there, Draco went to find Berk and Bowen at Edmund's workshop for them. Berk was seen checking the stock of raw materials for making weapons. Meanwhile, Bowen was trying to forge a sword with the existing equipment. The flames scattered as the hammer struck the blade above the anvil. Bowen's movements were energetic, and his face was delighted.“Hi, there. How is it going?" asked Draco, who came with his backpack.“Great. The equipment in this place is complete and perfect,” said Bowen happily.“I brought some things for you that might be of use. Astrid brought out the bottles," Draco said.Astrid took several water bottles from her rucksack and handed them to Bowen and Berk, two bottles each. One bottle contained colorless and transparent healing water. The other bottle contained healing water, a mixture of silver, red, and green color.
Draco's party saluted the Elf King and Queen."We've been waiting for your arrival. We can speak informally before you go on your way. Please rise,” said the Elf King, Ruven Omanelis, kindly.Ruven and Lenna Omanelis descended from their thrones with light steps. Sir Gale Gallahan joined them from behind. At first glance, Queen Lenna Omanelis looked like she was floating in the air. Her body was so light, and her movements were graceful like cat steps. Ruven walked beside her like a perfect sculpture of a god. His face was calm, but no one could guess what was in his mind.They walked through the orchard of fruit and flowers until they came to a long table in the middle of the garden. The table was made of wood that floated lightly on the ground with clearly visible lines of cambium. The chairs were made of vines, and the flowers flew up. The table was not far from the cliff so that everybody could see the lake clearly from a distance."Please sit.
Hundreds of years ago ...Radcliff ran between the desert and barren mountains without shoes. He was eight years old at the time. He was tall for his age because he was already one and a half meters tall. He was running in a black sleeveless shirt that opened at the chest and black pants knee-length. His feet moved swiftly up the rocks above the desert. His skin was tanned from sunburn. His spiky red hair fell a little messed up to his shoulders. His pair of ruby red eyes were radiant."Come on, hurry up!" exclaimed Radcliff to his friends. Two of his friends had fallen so far behind him that they only looked like black dots in the desert. The sun was almost setting."You're slow!" grunted Radcliff without slowing down his feet. He kept running towards his favorite place.Since childhood, the fire clan members had received enough physical training so that their bodies were already perfectly muscular. Despite running a quite distance in the hot weather, Ra
Draco had been listening silently while thinking. He folded his arms across his chest and tapped his fingers on his chin. Things that seemed unrelated at first began to appear connected. He tried to connect each point of occurrence of events. Every encounter was like a path of destiny that one needed to walk.“In conclusion, Radcliff and Cassia had to come with Astrid and me to meet Lycus Lewis and ask for an explanation. And, you know how to find him because the elves were helping the sorcerer to hide. Am I right?" Draco asked in a calm tone.“Correct. You are right,” said Ruven Omanelis, grinning."What a coincidence!" cried Astrid in awe."There is no coincidence in this world," said Lenna Omanelis."All happens for a reason and by design," said Ruven Omanelis."By design? by who?""The universe," said Ruven Omanelis."I'm wondering if he can give me the answer too about myself," said Astrid."Time w
Keefe was huddled in prison with a cold, damp iron trellis. The smell of rotting mushrooms stung his nose. One of its wings was broken and torn. His usual dazzling and fragrant appearance was disheveled and sad. He noticed that dark magic filled this room with a suppressing aura. He tried to get magic energy out of his fingers, but Keefe could not release any energy. His chest felt tight, filled with deep despair. Keefe's ears were ringing, and he noticed traces of dried blood on the tip of his nose. His head ached from being hit by a hard blunt object until he lost consciousness. His clothes were torn and dirty. Whoever kidnapped him must have had considerable strength.On his head was a large, bleeding lump. His hair was sticky with dried blood.“Damn it! That guy hit me until I got hurt like this,” complained Keefe as he staggered to his feet.As a half-fairy, Keefe has the ability to heal his body faster than an ordinary human. However, the black
Bowen sighed as he led the way into the abandoned Metal Mining area. He didn't expect a return to Metal Mining this soon. To be honest, Bowen didn't want to have anything to do with Leonard anymore. However, he could not let Edmund go without a reliable navigator. Metal Mining's passageways were quite winding and dangerous. If someone went inside without adequate understanding, that person could get lost or get trapped in the mine without coming out alive.They had been walking, ducking, and crawling for hours in the narrow cobblestone alleys. Bowen brought a small group consisting of Edmund, Kyron, Al, and himself through a somewhat twisted route but safe enough to pass. Most of the way, they walked, groping the stone walls in the darkness. The road was meandering and up and down, making it hard to remember. Certainly, intruders who enter this area would immediately lose their way if they did not understand the mine map.Bowen's eyes were accustomed to seeing in the d
Bowen crawled as fast as he could. His old knee had not moved for a long time, so it felt stiff and a little weak. Continuous crawling made the hinges of his knee ache. His waist also felt a little sore. Damn old body! Bowen cursed silently. At a critical time like this, the joints in his body actually slowed down his movements. Bowen sat in the middle of the road, panting. His breath was not strong enough to continue the journey. His hands and knees felt sore from the friction with the ground and had made the surfaces of his hands and knees blistered and bleeding.What's he doing here? Why did he take a break and waste time while his friends were between life and death? Bowen cursed himself. Bowen sat down with his breath panting and sweat pouring down his face. He took a handkerchief to wipe his face. His eyes stung from the beads of sweat that had entered his eyes. His chest heaved and felt a little sore. His stiff muscles screamed with pain. He tried to catch his breath f
Weeks after the great war ended, Draco was still lying unconscious. Albus had placed Draco's body in the lake in his lair to speed up the healing process. However, Draco's body was exhausted from the excessive use of the dragon's magic power. Plus, his body still needed to adapt and blend perfectly with The Heart of Magic.Outside, the leaders of each clan were busy checking the damage in each area. First, they made sure there were no demons left. Their next focus was on rebuilding their respective areas to be habitable. Survivors from various clans and races worked for hand in hand to build their respective areas.In each area, dragons were seen to be involved in rebuilding life in Magica. As Draco continued to be unconscious, Zergenth took temporary leadership of the dragon clan. All dragons obeyed and followed his orders without exception. Zergenth built cooperation between races represented by each of the leaders who contributed to the war. Elves, Dwarves, Fairies,
Melted corpses and melted flesh splattered on the ground. The sight was so terrible. Meanwhile, Asmoday laughed hissingly so loud that the ears that heard his voice bleed from the ruptured eardrum. His tail fluttered and crushed many people around him to death.“Take cover! Take cover!” shouted the troop leader while frightened ran away.The dragon army immediately moved to form a magic shield and protect the people around him."'Dovah spaan!" said dragons from many places."Dragon shields!"Genbu growled to create a layer of magic shield that protected his massive body.“Holy Iiz Spaan!” said Albus with a thunderous voice.“Holy Ice Shield!”Instantly a sheet of ice covered the air like a transparent roof over the sky. Albus looked up at the sky and noticed a black cloud source of Asmoday's poison rain. He aimed his power at the black cloud and refined it with his snow-white power."H
The sky shone golden, glistening dazzlingly from end to end of the sky. There was the roar of dragons rising from all directions shouting at each other. The sky, the land, the sea, trembled with the roar of the dragons that one by one rose from their long slumber. It was a historical phenomenon of dragon awakening; after hundreds of years, it was declared extinct. The incident was thrilling and made the body goosebumps because of the extraordinary sense of emotion and admiration. A glimmer of hope appeared in the hearts of the people of Magica as the rising sun warmed the hearts of those who were in despair.It was epic!From the desert direction, Radcliff was galloping towards the Fortis Royal palace. Several times he was seen teleporting to move places. Finally, Urvath, the Fire Dragon, flew behind him, grabbed Radcliff's body, and threw him onto his back."Whoaaa!" cried Radcliff in surprise, but he immediately smirked at the sight of who had thrown his body
"You're still alive, Astrid?" Draco asked, crying with relief."Listen to me. We don't have much time! You must attack this skeleton dragon with full strength and take back The Heart of Magic,” said Astrid. She didn't answer Draco's question. Astrid herself wasn't sure if she was alive right now or not."But what about you?" Draco asked worriedly."I will be fine. Focus on defeating the skeleton dragon first,” Astrid said with a hint."How to? This monster is immune to magic elements! Being physically attacked isn't that effective either!" Draco exclaimed as he jumped out of the way.“The weakness is the White Dragon's purification snow. The Heart of Magic can create it as long as you remember how to use the magic,” said Astrid."I remember. But how to use The Heart of Magic?” Draco asked, confused.“Through me, your amicus. Our souls are connected through magic contracts, and I am currently one wit
Inside the palace of the Fortis Kingdom.Astrid's human form had been torn apart. With a dense aura of darkness, the Skeleton Dragon attacked Draco fiercely on the red carpet covered in dragon blood belonging to Draco's birth mother. The dragon made of bones opened its mouth and charged fiercely. Draco dodged to the side, but the skeleton dragon quickly wagged its tail and slammed Draco's body hard, right in the stomach."Urgh..." Draco groaned as his body trembled in pain.Draco was too shocked and froze to comprehend the situation. His body was easily thrown so hard that his back hit and smashed the palace wall, causing the wall to crack and the chunks to fall to the floor. Draco's body fell to the floor on the red carpet covered in blood with his face down. He groaned in pain while half-huddled on the floor, trying to get up to dodge the next attack quickly.The carpet, which was sticky and wet with the blood of the dead dragon, made Draco's body drenc
Fortis Royal Palace courtyard.Edmund tried to crawl out with all his might from within the black magic circle containing the cursed Mana Tree. Unfortunately, the circle absorbed his power very quickly. He couldn't use his magic power because the black magic circle must have absorbed his power faster. Edmund had to free himself from that cursed circle first.Outside the magic circle, Andras was battling Sir Gale Gallahan and Benji. Meanwhile, a group of demons that kept coming fought against the combined forces of elves, dwarves, and humans. Demons have killed many. The look of despair was evident on the faces of the remaining soldiers. Even so, they refused to run away and chose to fight valiantly to the last drop of blood. Their sacrifices would probably be in vain if the situation continued like this. Soon they lost badly. Edmund must immediately help and free himself.Edmund cursed himself. How could he so recklessly fall into the enemy's trap?Andras
Albus listened pensively to Lycus Lewis' story. Albus's mysterious gray eyes looked so beautiful.“Now, do you know the location of Genbu?” asked Albus with a deep look."Yes, I know. I've put a magic tracker on Genbu's body,” answered Lycus Lewis."Then let's go find Genbu first," said Albus deciding."I'll accompany you," answered Lycus Lewis, nodding in agreement.“Sure,” Albus said calmly. He then walked ahead of Lycus Lewis.A mysterious aura and majestic enchanting charisma radiated in Albus' every move and step. The man wore an all-white shirt with gold, silver, sky blue, green, red threads embroidered on his robes. Albus' straight platinum blonde hair was left loose. Albus stepped out of his dragon lair. He lifted his head and tried to take a deep breath, then felt the temperature around him while closing his eyes.Lycus Lewis appeared behind him, trying to move silently, not wanting to disturb th
Towards the White Dragon's Lair.Lycus Lewis continued to the less populated northern area. The ridge to the top of the mountain was filled with fog at night, snowing. The air at the top of the mountain was very thin, and the cliffs were so steep that it was difficult for humans to climb to the top of the mountain. It was one of the most favorite places for the White Dragon to hide in the area.Following directions from Zergenth, Lycus Lewis walked through the forest in the mountains. In the middle of the cliff, there was a stream of river water at the bottom of the ravine. In the middle of the cliff was a hole that led to a cave. The hole was big enough for the dragon's body to enter. Lycus Lewis descended the precipitous cliff, holding on to and resting on the rough protrusion of the cliff face.The inside of the cave was very dark. Lycus groped in the darkness. He tried to stand up and walk, but his leg fell to the ground. Finally, he decided the safest way,
Lycus Lewis teleported into the air. He scanned Genbu's location and tried to get there. Since the location was quite hidden, he had to use several pinpoints to move there. The closer he got, the darker the aura grew. Inside his head, Lycus Lewis cursed because his guess seemed to be proven right.“Please, let my guess be wrong. I don’t want any other people die," Lycus Lewis muttered to himself. He flew through the air and hovered in search of Genbu's figure. He teleported several times until Genbu's figure was seen within close range.Lycus Lewis managed to get close to Genbu's location, but his surroundings were filled with dense darkness and a suppressing black magic aura. From afar, he could hear Genbu wailing in pain. The giant tortoise's body was trapped in a black ball of energy that hurt him. Genbu wriggled, trying to free himself, but his body couldn't escape. On Genbu's back, the Mana Tree was stained with dark energy. The leaves and flowers of t