Dare To Love A Dragon - Chapter 119

The night was chilly. The soldiers were on high alert, they were informed that they would attack at dawn by Alexander. He had all the men ready and well rested in the night.

Standing on top of the wall he had his eyes on the enemies of his kingdom. In truth he was dreadful of the war to come, something told him that they weren’t going to be so lucky to make it out alive. With Francis and Ander in his mind he couldn’t help but clutch at his sword a little harder.

He needed to find a way to protect his love and his son. The two were the most of his concerns. He averted his gaze to the great gate that led into the kingdom. His eyes caught a flash moving from inside the kingdom.

He watched closely in the direction the flash moved to, with his dragon eyes he caught a glimpse of the being.

“Ander,” he frowned seeing his son charging for the enemies with a glowing sword.

He took out his sword and ran down the wall, he ran to find Francis. He was in charge of setting up a camp for the soldiers that would be wounded in war. With his knowledge in herbs it was his duty to tend to the wounded and the soldiers that will get hurt at war.

“Francis,” he called out rushed. “The fight starts now, take care,” he informed in a hurry and sounded the bells.

Hearing the bells that sounded the start of the war the soldiers took to their weapons. The great wall was raised and the soldiers left the kingdom. In groups they made formations as they made their way out.

Alexander leading the first group charged forward with his sword his heart shaking in fear of losing his son. The demons and dragons waited for no invitation to join the fight along side their king and master.

Ander ran at the speed of lighting. He wore a cold face as he sliced his enemies into pieces with his sword, the blood from his victims splashed into him from his face to his chest. The blood on his body put a smile on his face.

The pleasure he got getting from taking the man’s life was none like he had ever felt before. The thrill made him feel alive, it was an experience he longed for.

Raising his sword up he watched his dragons burn all that was in their path, his demons devoured any life that they came across, his soldiers sliced and charged at the enemy in full force. They operated in a coordination with well planned moves catching the witches off guard.

The surprise attack shocked them as they had expected Arimelari to play defence. But that didn’t last for long because soon they started fighting back with spells.

Ander took a deep breath, smelling blood, fear, determination and restlessness on the battle field. The smell was breathtaking, he turned back and saw the black fog charging towards them fr Arimelari.

Seeing his husband joining the fight he couldn’t feel any more proud. The black fog helped to blind the enemy giving Arimelari an upper hand.

He got the golden compass from his pocket and watched the direction it pointed to. “Let’s get you back Avan,” he whispered and run in the direction of the compass. He kicked the armour of the night walkers with his sandled feet and flipped to the sky and cut his head off with his sword. The blood splashed everywhere from his kills.

He kept going leaving a trail of bodies and blood behind him. He had to find Avan at all cost and get him to his body and send him to safety.

Dark magic spells flew left and right harming and killing soldiers in the field. He avoided them and kept at the chase of his beloved. Nearing the area the compass started reacting to the presence of darkness in the woods.

He dropped the compass to the ground and held his sword a little tighter. He took a few steps forward.

“We meet again boy,” he heard from the shadows.

“Then face me like a man and I will make this reunion festive,” Ander answered to him.

His hand reached out for his fore stone.His fore stone was near him ready to eliminate the darkness around him and make his enemy visible to him.

“I wouldn’t do that, if you want to see your dear again then you will surrender,” the voice came again.

Ander sighed. He hated being told what to do especially by people who thought it nice to attack him. He massaged his forehead for a minute before sighing again.

“And if I refuse? What will you do,” he challenged? Without waiting for a response he took the fire stone and threw it in the air. When the fire lit the area he swung his sword in the air to the man who spoke to him.

Onilen blocked his attack with his trident. His eyes full of anger stared at the dragon king with gritted teeth.

“You will die tonight,” Onilen let out and pushed him back.Sliding back Ander strengthen his feet on the ground to prevent him from falling. He smirked.

“Are you god to decide my death?” he questioned. “Even he has no right to decide that for me so what gave you the right to do so. No, you will be the one to die today,” He said and dropped his sword and ran off.

Onilen seeing this followed behind him with quick steps, he dashed behind him making sure not to loose him, Ander jumped up to the air and triggered his tranformation.He transformerd into the black moon dragon.

The moment he transformed the moon turned black fully. Triggering the curse of the black moon dragon, this sent every creature into panic both from the enemy side of the war and from his supporters.

The fight continued but with everyone looking out for the black wormhole that was forming in the sky. Ander roared in the sky.Onilen and Dimitri joined hands together to take on Ander.

“Why not fight like a man and stop hiding behind your beast.Or does the rule apply only for others?” Onilen challenged.

Ander took his human form and landed on the ground. “That is the problem with you, you assume that I am here to fight you,” he said with a mocking smile on his face.

“What do you mean?” Dimitri questioned.

“I am only here for Avan.If you both die in the process then well and good,” he answered.

“But that is where you are wrong dragon king. I have your beloved and I don’t intend to return him to you. But your soul can him when you die,” Dimitri said and hit him with a spell.

Ander’s body reduced to ashes in seconds. The minute his ashes touched the ground, the wormhole started expanding in the sky.

“That was easy,” the woman stated.

“It’s not supposed to, this is a king we speak of and I have see him fight before. Something is wrong,” Onilen said.

He got to the skies with Dimitri by his side. They watched the battle field with everyone dying one after the other by each others hands. The fight was intense with neither side backing down from the fight.

The previous king was taking on many witches at the same time and Annak was right beside him. The night sky was getting darker and darker with the curse getting worse and worse.

“We are missing something,” Onilen added his body getting a weird feeling like something was amiss.

The fog in the battle field disappeared leaving noting but a pool of blood.

“We are being pl…” he began to say turning around he stopped noticing that Dimitri was no longet there, the sound of the sword echoed in the back ground that it confused him.

He lifted his trident high to attack the soldiers from Arimelari but nothing.He tried again and again but it refused to work. Gritting his teeth his heart thundered in hid chest with panic.

He came to a realisation that he was powerless, he didn’t know how Ander had done it but he was sure the boy was responsible for his trident not working.

He turned around and chocked when a sharp knife sliced his throat. Blood poured from his veins, losing control of the magic that kept him afloat. He started descending from the sky.

Ander watched him fall, he smiled victorious and disappeared from there. He reappeared back at the palace in one of the rooms in the tower.

“The mad man has returned,” Amaru said.

“Where is she?” he asked.

Amaru turned around and made way for him to see the woman tied up with enchanted rope behind him.

“Right here,” he spoke. “And for you,” he handed a lanten to him.

The lanten has a white mist moving around inside. Ander broke the lanten and freed Avan’s soul from it. The soul rushed off from the room bringing a smile to the dragon.

“We should leave, the whole world will end tonight,” Ander informed.