135. Battlefield

[Emrys Mizkeal]

I stepped away from the ground that had turned into lava. All credits to these giant lizards who exhale fire like some kind of living furnace.

The dragons, with their riders, who were hovering over my head, landed beyond the lava close to the border of my land. The five dragons roared in unison.

Eras changed, but they were still the prime source of noise pollution. Huh, useless creatures. Their wings spread out like giant walls, creating a tempest of wind and fury as their scaly claws struck the land, creating a subtle tremor in the land.

“You shall not pass!” A rider yelled and before he could completely fill his lungs with enough air to compensate for the shouting, with a swift motion of my hand, I slit his throat. He fell off his dragon, who opened its massive jaws, unleashing a thunderous roar in my direction.

Slipping out my one hand from my pocket, I picked my ear.

“In case you can’t sense, I am super pissed off, overgrown snake…”

Before I could complete wh