Chapter 2: 2.0
"Take cover!" The man, who seemed to be the leader of the thousands of soldiers in there shouted. "Take cover!"
And I realized he was referring to me. Fear laced on his voice and I can't blame him. For before my very eyes, were numberless deaths in there. Under my feet were satyrs, centaurs, hyenas, nagas and Mautaurs brought to their doomed.
The scene which created another wound which couldn't be seen with naked eyes. But it bled and leaked through my eyes as I looked everywhere with agony. I didn't have the idea who are those dead corpses, but it hauled a maddening anger on me chest that my eyes went to the one who caused it.
That red dragon.
The beast was ready to breathe furnace to all of the living in the battlefield as it open its mouth where its throat seemed to be a gateway to hell. With one obvious intake of air, bracing itself to serve the doom from its mouth, I had my hand lifted in the air in open palm.
"Ami kakoli shak miro adahr..." I mumbled, eyes not leaving the gigantic beast as I blew the spell to my palm, snapping it closed. A hot and scattering fire then released from the beast mouth, burning the dead corpses at its reach before it crawled towards me and to the people's direction.
"TAKE COVER!" the man shouted again as they also hid on their metal shields.
Instead of cowering, I waited for the fire to reach me while eyeing the dragon. When the merciless flame arrived before me, it only flew upward as if it hit an invisible wall. There was exclamation behind me as those people looked up only to learn that death wasn't ready to claim them as the fire from the dragon disappeared.
I witnessed it. That eyes of a reptile that the dragon possessed, zeroed at my direction and at that instant, I felt the headache hitting me when the beast seemed to repine in menacing fume. It began to prepare to release another shot but I was too tired to deal with it since pain from my unaccounted wound around me deliberately brought me to my knees. So with closed eyes as my vision began to darken, I mumbled another spell and snapped my palm closed.
There was a loud groaned that followed while I collapsed to my side. With barely open eye lids, I saw that the dragon had been successfully thrown away to the farthest place away from there. I heard vaguely with my defective hearing the chaotic cheering among the people before I felt succumbing to darkness. I remembered that I wasn't allowed to cast the nullification spell by my father. For it consumed the conjurer's strength. No wonder all my limbs felt like a jello.
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Ceron, the man headed the defend of the city against the dragon had dropped his shield and sword. Instead of celebrating with his men of the short victory they have, he runs to the direction of the woman in the battlefield. Seeing this, some of the soldiers followed suit. When they reached her location, all of them seemed to cower in shame. For before them, even she was bathed with crimson, she appeared so stunning that her face glows in the rays of the sun. That it might be a sin to touch a holy presence of someone who saved them all from utter destruction.
Ceron had slowly crouched down to his knee and reached for her pulse on her neck. There was a gentle knock on his finger which made him turned to his men.
"She's alive. Bring something for carrying the maiden."He ordered while two men had turned about to fetch what the chief had asked. All of their attentions were directed to the woman who had collapsed in the center of the mystical beings who were slain in the battle. Their bloods had ran in the focal point of her location where she laid.
"So, the myths are true." Ceron mumbled with a frown.
"What is it, milord?" Gakro went down to his knee and see the woman upclose.
"The myth of Ishka." Ceron said.
"Ishka?" Gakro studied the round of the beasts. "The sacrifice?"
Ceron nodded to him and touched the mixed of bloods in there with his two fingers. "A ritual to force god into giving up one of the angel to save the people."
"An angel. She's an angel then?" Gakro said in rather loud voice which the soldiers hear as they began to exclaim in celebrating voice.
"ANGEL OF RAHU HAS COME TO SAVE US ALL!" All the soldiers exclaimed in merry making once again.
Ceron and Gakro turned to their left when the men who got the two poles with long piece of thick cloth embroidered in those for carrying the injured in the battle. In a careful manner, Ceron had dared to slid his arms to the woman's woman, lifted her off the ground and placing her to the carrier.
"Make sure you'll be careful in the transport, Gakro. While I finish the business in here." Ceron said after he was done.
"Yes, milord." Gakro bowed to him before he proceeded into executing the orders.
Ceron looked around the silence of the battleground. In front of him were burned bodies into dark ashes by that dragon's fire. None were left to carry or even be buried to the ground. His breathing quickened as he looked to the direction where the dragon was sent away.
One day.
One day, he'll have those dragons answer the deaths of all the people who cried out justice even in the dusts. That the bloods spilt in all the abandoned lands that cloaked the grounds won't be in vain.
That one day will be Rahu's glorious day to be of great carol. With an angel who had fallen on the ground, that day wont be far of reach.
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