章 628: Revenge from an Ancestor...

Kreld watches the trio leave and immediately walks over to Mensfeld, "My liege... Perhaps we should reconsider our attack?" he quickly asks, the confidence with which Reima had said he'd tear them apart still prominent in his mind.

Mensfeld unconsciously nods for a moment before shaking his head, his pride would not allow him to run with his tail between his legs, especially if they potentially have the advantage against this enemy. "No, tell the men to ready the siege machines!"

Another general rushes off to coordinate that while Kreld is left standing there, glancing back at the city, his gazing moving to the dragon statue atop the mountain.

Reima stands atop a building along with Quelaag, Priscilla, Anastacia, Rhea, Solaire, Asgore, Undyne, Nerissa, Geralt, and Yennefer. Most of them were already wearing their gold "Schall" robes, the exception being the men and Yennefer due to "Black suiting her better".

They all watch as the trebuchets are pulled back with large rocks ready to fire, Priscilla pats her Greatbow and asks "Should I shoot them?"

Reima shakes his head, "No need, just watch." he says.

The general on the other side of the battlefield points and shouts "FIRE!", the engineers shooting the trebuchets which have their large arms begin to rotate... However, they didn't stop where they were supposed to, continuing the arc a full 360, causing the rock ammunition to slam onto the troops on the front-line, killing a small portion of the army off.

...

Scream from the injured and dying men immediately bring the morale of the army low, having just realised their own friendly fire had deal a brutal blow to their numbers.

Mensfeld watches as they happens and seethes, "WHAT! WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS!?!" he screams in fury.

An engineer checks the trebuchet he was manning and shouts, "THE SIEGE ENGINES HAVE BEEN SABOTAGED! THEY ARE COMPLETELY INOPERABLE!"

...

Reima begins laughing when the front-line soldiers are reduced to red mist from their own side.

Yennefer "Now, how did you manage that Reima?" she asks in wonder.

Reima "You didn't think I went over to talk with them because I was bored did you?"

...

Solaire "Err, that's what I thought my friend..."

Reima shakes his head, "While I was showing off I had Dusk cast invisibility over the House Elves so they could sabotage their siege engines."

Asgore "As you say... But I get the impression you wanted an excuse to mock the enemy." he says, Undyne nodding seemingly in agreement with Reima.

Reima shrugs, "Fine, you caught me... Solaire, you wanna just clean them up ourselv-"

*Roooooaaarrrr!*

Everyone on both sides of the battlefield looks up, the numerous roars coming from the Dragon Mountains sending chills down ordinary people's spines.

Reima focuses and after a few more moments he spots the origin of the noise... Hundreds of dragons were flying towards Ichor, some even larger than Schall, though, not even beginning to match the Everlasting Dragon in size.

Their shadows cover the ground as they begin to block the sun with their bodies, the Kaedweni army all frozen stiff as a flock of dragons fly over them.

Reima "Err, I didn't see that one coming... Solaire, Priscilla, it's time to put your Dragon slaying heritage to good use." he states, both the Sun God and Half-breed nodding.

Atop the mountain, the Everlasting Dragon straightens up while glaring furiously at the flock heading towards him. He roars, defeating those on the battlefield and overwhelming the pitiful roars in comparison to his own.

A Gold Dragon swoops in and lands next to the Everlasting Dragon, "I CAN SMELL IT, YOU KILLED MY KIN, OUTSIDER! PREPARE TO DI-"

Those on the ground watch as the Everlasting Dragon claws the Gold Dragon in the face, gripping its neck and abdomen before tearing it completely in half. Guts, blood, and flesh explode from the now completely dead Gold Dragon.

Reima "H-holy shit!" he shouts, feeling as if he just watched a wrestling TKO an unaware ordinary person.

It seems the flock of dragons had the same reaction as him, immediately flying towards the city instead of the mountain top. However the Everlasting Dragon leaps from his perch in pursuit, a blast of fire from his rendering the victims nothing but charred corpses... However, even in death they prove dangerous to the city, their corpse falling towards it, forcing Reima to teleport to them and absorb them into his Folded Space.

Solaire begins throwing powerful bolts of lightning, the dragon races weakness, picking them out of the air as Priscilla does the same with her Dragon Slayer Greatbow. This creates even more bodies for Reima to have to collect out of the air, making him look like a turquoise blur as the huge corpses vanish one by one.

The Kaedweni army are shaken by this, but Mensfeld feels now is their only chance at victory, if they work together with the dragon perhaps they still have a chance... "ATTACK! CHARGE! DESTROY THEM!" he screams, his men shouting to boost their own confidence before charging at the city. The heavy cavalry getting closer quickly.

Quelaag turns her attention away from the battle happening above them and begins conjuring two large chaos fireballs in each hand. Throwing them at the cavalry and causing lava to envelop a portion of the ground in-front of them.

The horses continue unaware as their riders try to stop them, however, as soon as their hooves sink into the molten rock their legs break due to the moment pushing them, causing the horse to fall face-first into the lava instantly burning them to death while their riders are launched from their saddles to meet a similar fate.

From the nearby forest Iorveth and his Scoia'tael have already started firing, their titanate infused arrows easily penetrating the thick armour of the Kaedweni forces.

The battle had started, the two opponents now turned three causing chaos in the previously pristine and silent valley.