Dragon Magus 4: A Cultivation Progression Fantasy by DB King

Author:DB King [King, DB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-05-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Before Raphael could react, Shi Kung surged to his feet and raced toward Fenix, his fingers reaching for the battlemage’s throat. Koshi raised Sunkiller and sent a pair of golden arrows streaking through the air toward the Grand Prince’s face.

Shi Kung hopped back, barely avoiding the shafts. Koshi’s bow sang repeatedly, driving the Grand Prince from the comatose Fenix. Shi Kung raced behind the heap of petrified dragon bones and took cover there.

Raphael raised his glaive and readied Nocturnal Gleam, ready to charge Shi Kung, but to his amazement, Vukaste stirred and groaned. A heartbeat later, the ogre lord was sitting up. His flesh was seared and both his legs and one arm were bent the wrong way, but he was still very much alive.

Maybe he survived the Ryu-To-Ki backlash because of his divine essence, Raphael thought, more than a little disappointed. Before he could rush Vukaste and finish him off, however, a blue glow fell over the ogre lord, and he vanished, only to reappear by Shi Kung’s side. The Grand Prince lowered his hand, a similarly hued radiance fading from his fingertips, and dragged Vukaste behind cover as well.

Shi Kung’s good at Spatial Magic, Raphael recalled. Maybe that explains why the ogres are able to teleport so easily. They must have learned some special spells or gotten some magical items from him.

Fenix’s eyes snapped open. He turned to Raphael.

“I did it! I’ve unraveled so much of the warp energy that he can’t create a permanent rift in reality here anymore!” the battlemage cried jubilantly, slurring his words.

“You impudent vermin,” Shi Kung surged from behind cover and extended his hand toward Fenix. The Grand Prince snapped his fingers. The air between him and Fenix seemed to ripple.

“Fenix!” Raphael cried, racing toward the battlemage, but he knew he wouldn’t be fast enough to reach him and tackle him from the path of Shi Kung’s spell.

A sleek sapphire-scaled form swooped down to the rescue instead. Shiomi latched her jaws around the top of Fenix’s cape and snatched him up into the air, barely an instant before the space where the battlemage had been kneeling bent and warped, leaving a small crater in the packed dirt.

“Shiomi! You’ll break his neck handling him like that!” Eliza cried.

“Don’t worry. I’ll heal him,” Gabriella said. “Or leave him be. Maybe he’ll actually be tolerable if he’s paralyzed from the neck down.”

But Fenix wasn’t hurt, Raphael realized, as Shiomi dropped the battlemage off in front of the blonde women. He was dazed, and his eyes were unfocused, but he’d taken no injuries. None that were visible, at least.

Shi Kung growled, but before he could cast another spell, a golden arrow sliced across his forearm and ripped his sleeve open. A handful of small shiny objects tumbled to the dirt. The Grand Prince grunted in pain and ducked behind the bones once more.

“There!” Fenix cried, pointing at the items scattered in front of the mana vortex. “Raphael! Eliza! Look! Remember those?”

“No, not really. They look like silver rings,” Eliza said, furrowing her brow in confusion.

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