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
"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
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
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
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,
Astrid ran breathless in the middle of the night. She was carrying someone on her back. The person she was carrying was a strange young man whom she had just rescued. She continued to run in the cold night. Her breath formed a white puff of air. Her fingers were stiff with cold, but Astrid forced herself to keep running. Her stomach ached with hunger, and her head was dizzy. Her leg was injured and red with inflammation from the cold. Astrid didn't want to give up yet. She kept running and running.The first snow had fallen.Everyone rushed into the house and closed the door tightly."I have to save this dragon," Astrid muttered to herself over and over.Astrid's shoes were broken and hollow so that her toes were sticking ou
Nearly a hundred years later.“Hueeek…” Astrid vomited out her stomach, which was filled with a sour-smelling liquid. Yeah, now Astrid's clothes were dirty too because of her vomit marks.
Draco jumped from roof to roof. He tried to move as fast as possible to the city's edge and into the forest located in the mountains. Once deep in the forest, Draco stopped by the river to get some water. His breath was breathless. It was midnight, and the moonlight shone on the river surface. He looked at his reflection above the water's surface. There was nothing wrong with his human form. A handsome man with black hair and red eyes staring back at Draco. His chest was broad, and his stomach was muscular. His legs were long, and his posture was high. A mysterious and powerful aura gave him its own charisma.
Astrid vaguely felt the hot wind that carried embers from all directions. Her body was dirty under the rubble. Bodies laid everywhere. Astrid didn't know what had happened, but one thing was for sure, she was dragging her body, forcing herself away from the raging flames.Shadows of darkness appeared from various directions and extended their hands to Astrid. The dark shadows had no face and terrifyingly dragged their bodies. Their voices were hissing, and Astrid could not understand what the dark shadows were saying. The dark shadows moved around Astrid in a circular motion. Depression and fear haunted Astrid. She averted her face and ran as far as she could to escape the siege of the dark creatures that were hissing full of evil and