Dragons, almighty creatures with the power to split the heavens in two, create earthquakes that fracture the land, and can at will create infernal destruction for miles and miles
And Michael would have to fight such a beast
"Relax Michael, it's not like you lost your sword and armour or anything!... you lost them didn't you?" Tommy somehow concluded
Michael just nervously chuckled
"We're in danger.."
As they were escorted to the 'battle arena'
They noticed the stadium had over six hundred hundred people that had come to see their fight, atleast!
And the gaurds? It wouldn't be wrong to say it was nearly double the amount of people that had come to see the fight
"Michael! How did you even lose it!" Tommy asked, his face beginning to show signs of discomfort and madness, with a tinge of disbelief
"I.. I might have nearly died... and Lalazhard might've had to force a lot of his energy to help revive me..: Michael just cheekily whispered
The battle stage as Michael had now started to call it was massive, enough to hold a dragon of nearly any size
'Maybe not lalazhard, but still.. I won't be able to know which size of a dragon it'll even be... I just remembered... I've never faught a dragon before! Man, this'll be one helluva story to tell IF we even live through this..' Michael just thought, as they were given a blunt sword only, the person handling the buissness just smirking while looking at them
"Ladies and gentlemen! My name is Hadrian shepherd and today, we'd like to bring you two of our most finest prisoners! We got them off of the borders, proudly bragging about being from the S.S! How strong they are, right!?" The commentator mocked while continuing his bullcrap
Michael didn't pay attention to him at all
The same couldn't be said about Tommy though
"Hey! Who do you think you're mocking?! I'll have you know you're in the presence of the great Cri-" Tommy tried to say but Michael just blocked him from ruining what little cover they had left
"The great Cri- what? Criminals? Because that's what you are, low scum like you should just die!" The commentator said, before changing back to his 'nice guy' voice, and continued to mock them
"Why'd you stop me from telling them that?" Tommy asked Michael in a low whisper
"Easy, they don't know who I am, so they won't grab the oppurtunity to kill us.. now keep your head down and let me do the fighting
"-And if you two think you're so good, why don't we do this?" The commentator asked, mocking them a creepy smile
Suddenly, a few gaurds took away their, albeit blunt, swords in favour for nothing
"We'll see how you fight that dragon-" at that the crowd cheered, and mocked them with insults
"With your bare hands!" At that the crowd started laughing
Tommy looked over to Michael's face, giving him a worried glance, trying to see how it affected him
Only to see blue, icy cold eyes.
After a minute or two of the crowd mocking them alongside the commentator, the gates opened up to reveal a large beast
The dragon
Its mouth was shut with some sort of binding rope, able to withstand it's squirming efforts to be released
Its black scales seemed almost ominous for death, yellow eyes peering at the sky, probably longing to get out of this hellish world
Then it noticed Michael
And Michael noticed it
The dragon's efforts to be released increased ten fold, almost able to break it's bindings, and when released it spoke, yes, spoke
"Lalazhard! Do not mock me with your humanoid form! Face me like a true son of Ajaghard!" It's voice boomed, and even Michael could understand a few of the words
All he got out of it was Lalazhard and true son of Ajaghard
'Who the hell is Ajaghard?!' Michael asked himself, while simultaneously having to dodge the dragons rushing claws of death
The dragon was unrelenting in its wave after wave of attacks, hoping to crush Michael or at the very least slash him to pieces
Michael knew his dagger, however indestructible, couldnt face against the power of a dragons scales
His dagger which was made from dragon steel as the humans called it, was an incomplete version of his sword, the last and true version of Lalazhard's might
It might be nigh indestructible, but that didn't mean it was able to cut through anything
Michael kept on dodging, relying on his legs to keep on outmanouvering the powerful ancient lizard
Michael knew he had to finish this quick, so, summoning eight or so soul clones to bide him time, he tried to run over to Tommy
"What the hell did it say?!" Tommy asked him, unsurity filling his trembling voice
He was an infiltration expert, not a man of brute force like Michael was
"I dunno, it said something along the lines of 'the true son of Ajaghard'!" Michael said while lifting Tommy off the ground, bridal style
Tommy just blushed and said
"What the hell are you doing?!" Tommy asked as michael tried to jump out of the Colosseum type place
But to no avail, since the king of Cork kingdom had apparently put up a barrier
"Damnit!" He said, falling back down, throwing Tommy aside as the dragon put more focus on him rather than his three remaining clones
Michael knew he had to use 'that' move to finish the beast off
"We'll need to use the secret black pressure technique at its weak spot!" He yelled out to one of the clones, the rest of them understanding what needed to be done
Two of his clones suddenly started trying to create the small black orb, their energies mixing into it, creating the shards that revolved around the orb at a high speed
"We'll need to make one as well, I'll make the shards, while you make the body" the original said to the clone beside him
'I'll need to get it at it's weak spot.. but where?... wait.. a Dragons weak spot is usually at it's stomach!' Michael though, taking courtesy to inform his clones as well
"I'll try to flip it over, just delay it for a bit!" He said, summoning a few extra clones
The first pair of clones that had tried to create the black orb had succeeded, if only in making it hit the target
The scales were tougher than any high grade armour he had seen, not counting his own, though even he didn't think he'd want to have to eat up the sort of damage that came along with the 'micro blackhole' shredding his armour apart, as a few parts of the beasts body had taken a bit of damage from the shrapnels
'Thank god only those from my race can use it'
The black dragon was not complicit with staying still in one place for long, though as it started to heat up his mouth, reminiscent of a flamethrower-
"Oh god he's trying to cook me up!" One of the clones exclaimed, flatering in his concentration to keep the orb stable, accidently exploding it alongside himself
Thankfully, the clones, while durable, didn't feel pain, and usually disappeared after a few hits
But for the dragon that had to dodge the potentially dangerous shrapnels?
While the dragon was trying to create an infernal tornado, the shrapnels by luck hit it's eye, potentially blinding it
'That's it!' Michael thought, having a grand revelation brought up by what seemed like bad luck
"Aim for the dragons eyes!" Another clone shouted out, apparently having had the same thoughts as the original
During all of this time, the original Michael had been supplying many of his clones with the shards needed to complete the technique to perfection, and now, even he joined the battle
He quietly summoned his dagger, intending on using his clones as a distraction to slip up unnoticed by the beast, and to try to use sheer strength to flip it on it's stomach
The idea worked near flawlessly..
If not for the fact that when he tried to flip it up, he didn't have enough strength to do so
'Heh, and now you have no where to run off to but me' he could feel the disgusting smile Calem was rubbing off, making him feel hopeless
'FINE, JUST DO IT ALREADY!' Michael yelled out to Calem as he just responded with embracing him from behind
Michael's body erupted into darkness, covering all of his body at once
His blue eyes slowly turning into red-ish orange ones
"Here, take some of my power, just don't use too much of it, welpling"
"Alright! Let's do this!" He shouted from within the dark substance, allowing it to do the heavy lifting
It worked, it actually worked
The dragon let off a huge cry once it was on it's back
"No! It can't be! You can't have been this storng!" NOO! I REJ-" the best didn't even have the time to complain as numerous shards started to embed themselves into it's stomach, piercing it, splattering all of it's organson the ground in a pool and rain of blood
The dragons heart was pierced aswell from the stomach region, near instantly killing it
Michael just panted as the dark substance slowly receaded, back into his body
'Hn.. next time you'll be glad I helped you' was all Calem said before cutting the mental link between them
"Huff...god.. that's disgusting.." he said now that he noticed the amount of blood on the ground, mixed with the innards of the beast
If he didn't have his code:0 on- oh wait
He suddenly vomited
"Oi, you alright?" One of the few clones that survived the onslaught asked Michael, two of them had gone to check up on Tommy, who was just thankfully unconscious
"Y-yeah.. argh, god, I didn't think that parasite would turn it off" he said to the clone as it helped it's original stand up properly
There were only about six clones left from the constantly generating supply he had made
Most of them died by the dragons hand or by the ensuing implosions of unstable Micro blackholes
"We really need a better name for it rather than micro or mini blackholes, don't you think?" He asked the clone while said clone just nodded
"Okay, listen up people, we'll probably be hunted now, so im going to need a few of you to bide us some time, allow us to escape, you got that?" The clone that had helped Michael up ordered.
"Two of us need to grab Tommy and keep him secure, I'll volunteer to distract, now move it!" He said, in his most strict voice he could say
"Protect the original while you're keeping Tommy safe, and you, you and you-" he said, pointing at a few clones ordering them to do something
Michael didn't care at this point, he just wanted to get out of this place
He quickly made a one handed 'mini black hole' thankfully it didn't implode or anything , and smashed a wall nearby, allowing them to get their escape route
"- Alright! Move it!" The 'leader' clone ordered while moving alongside three other clones, hoping to sacrifice themselves for the protection of the original
Meanwhile in the stands, a few of the shrapnels from Michael's 'mini black hole' that he'd made to destroy the wall had apparently reached the royal seats, breaking past the barrier somehow..
Michael had officially killed the king, queen and the heir to the Cork kingdom
You know.. regular stuff he usually gets involved in
Let the mass panic ensue
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After a few hours of nonstop running, thanking god and Lalazhard, who also counts (maybe?) As a god, for the fact that no one pestered them after their escape
They were finally scot free, and almost at illusion Forest that too!
What other worldly adventures will follow our protagonists, Michael, Tommy and his two clones that he forgot to release?