The Verdillion by Vera Tenney

Author:Vera Tenney [Tenney, Vera]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-01-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

The Fury of the Dragon, Part 2

Wyverna lept through the torrent of air and sand, immediately bolting towards the beast with the determination and desperation of a starved animal. The great draconic moth reared up its tail to strike her, but she was far faster, using her magic to unpredictably change her momentum to thrust herself underneath it. She plunged her spear between one of the massive scales of its underbelly before using that momentum to hurl herself back on top of the creature. Hjerkaia screeched out, it had been hundreds of years since he had last felt pain. She tossed the teardrop into the air towards Iselda and froze it in the air for a few seconds. The Chief of War began wailing on the object with her hammer and letting the energy store itself before Wyverna released it, causing it to soar back at the beast like a bullet, piercing through one of its wings with ease.

After the feat, the two of them began feeling the initial effects of the lack of air. Wyverna reminded herself to remain calm so as to breathe too quickly. After this short moment of composure, she ran up the beast's body towards the nape and grabbed one of her Royal Nails, but the beast was smarter. It wrapped its wings flush against its back, strapping the woman down to his body. Struggling was useless as she felt the moth's wings quickly rise in heat until they became that of a furnace, attempting to burn her alive.

“LOWER IT!” Wyverna screamed, ordering the guards to compress the tornado further to the ground, forcing even more air out of their space.

Iselda ran around to the front of the creature, now grounded. She lifted her weapon up to the moth's head and swung as hard as she could, pouring a mountain power into the side of its head. Hjerkaia recoiled in pain, aghast that such a small creature could pack such a punch. He knew well of the strength of Fleurucian magicians, he had a hand in their creation, but had no idea that one could grow to such heights. He fell to the side and dropped Wyverna, who was now covered in burns.

The storm got tighter and tighter until the vortex finally reached the ends of the creature's outstretched wings, forcing it to curl them in for fear of getting clipped by the rushing sand. He felt panicked as he realized that he was slowly being pinned down as the torrent forced more and more air out of the arena. The colossal size he was so proud of became his demise.

When Wyverna fell to the ground off the creature's back, the fast moving sand cut into her skin like microscopic knives, drawing blood from every part of her body. She screamed in pain before hurling herself back into the arena. The princess looked back at her partner and wondered how long it would take for the air to completely run out. Iselda shared her concerns.

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