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A body heavily smashed into a cave's vault as the lantern in his hand replete with glowing crystals chattered on the rocky ground, beaming it's surroundings of the area which harbored each conduits of water along dried bones of fallen opportunist of the cave before expiring into nothingness then another bounced against the rocky ground and off the steep mountain flying out of what appeared to be a hole with a little opened space in the face of a mountain, many of the seem to be blanched figures in their weaker beast form, holding onto their hands various gears in capturing the strange predator who had been impeding the peace of the local Beast beings residing near the mountains for months, speedily ran out from the cave, few of them with their regional armament in their hands stopped at a distance waiting for what could be-- another figure cladded in hefty large armour plates in which the armors protecting his right shoulder to his wrist were much more larger than his left while holding a large backsword suddenly pulled out of the cave in force however he held himself with a close to perfect landing without falling on his armoured kneels then yelled while fixedly glazing at the darkened hollow just beneath the vanilla twilight…
"We have to retrained it, not running away from it block heads!" The armored figure spoke to the locals around him soon to be known as an Inhumane among the local Beast beings. "Is this what you blockheads want to be remembered for, what about your loved ones who lost their lives to that thing?! Don't let it be, vengeance is ours!" He groaned.
The frightened locals leaned backward hoping if more of him would aid them.
"We are trying the little best we have but it is too strong for us beast beings to handle! We request to call your people…" An old Beast being having a aged rodent look with a wrinkled eyebrows shakily spoke out among them.
"So?! And who among you allowed this gramps here?!" The armoured Inhumane lashed out as his eyes were still glued to the sudden strong wind coming from the cave. Suddenly a fair skinned lady dressed in her not entirely worn long purple robe appeared above standing on the other side of the mountain with her abundantly long wined hair completely aligned to her left shoulder, drew her hand at the armoured Inhumane yelling below.
"Enough." Her sterling voice was enough to hush the armored Inhumane.
"Sorry, Ma'am." He apologized with a turn.
The bewitching lady squared her shoulders, a widespread tattoo of a Lung Dragon suddenly glowed in purplish-red on her bared back while staring at the locals below. She knew one thing for sure since she orchestrated the expedition in capturing what would be impossible to do, all these was given. She smirked, placing her long fingers on her chin as she jutted out her hip; such power and information of something that strange and it whereabouts were due to the fact that she was one of the lower territorial monarchies of the inhumane kingdom and at the very least, everyone under her were mere pawns to her that it wasn't that hard to come by, in all, everything she achieved was a success for finding what many thought to be fables.
Suddenly, a long slender scaly tail in black blotches suddenly thrusted out from the darkened cave, wrapped around one of the locals past where the armoured Inhumane stood then it squeezed tightly with ruthless pressure until the Beast being burst from the inside out producing a rain of blood pouring down to everyone excluding the fair skinned lady from the other side as she was totally covered with a massive burnished war-door shield by another armoured Inhumane near her.
She was later seen with hundreds of her armed-armoured Inhumanes standing just unflinchingly behind. The armoured Inhumane below stood his ground while the remaining of the locals all jeeringly moved back once more, their minds and bodies were drained out by blood and fear while gaping into the two perking down-turned bronze eyes having a blackened slit iris which tore through the darkness then a deep-toned voice echoed as everything shook just as the long slender scaly tail retracted into the cave.
"The Beast beings, monopolized by the cunny Inhumanes still surprises me, how far have you fallen?" as a captivating scaled figure with no hair but two curved long bronze horns on his forehead, no clothes worn expect his squinted down-turned bronze eyes, nostrils that flared, mouth filled with moistened sharpened teeth as the corners of his mouth turned up and a long tail erected behind, stepped out of the cave without its sharped feet ever touching the ground, most of the local Beast beings swallowed nervously.
The scaled strange figure observed everyone present there then with a sigh he suddenly transformed into a long snake-like body with four limbs as his horns grew more larger, overshadowing every single being that watches how unthinkable a creature like no other was this mighty and how long his lower body was as it naturally curled around every mountains surrounding his preys, immediately everyone below the Mighty Lung Dragon were spooked by what they knew!
"It… It-it's a Dragon!" The old Beast beings uttered in fear as he collapsed on his back end. "We… We can't –"
"Don't think!" The armoured Inhumane in his husky tone reassured in the midst of the local Beast beings. "Forget about what the legends pitched about such creature before our eyes! And remember this. The very reason why your villages were terrorized and your missing friends and relatives was because of this slanderer. We will capture it by all means!"
The armoured Inhumane with thoughts side looked at the undaunted bewitching lady on the other side of the mountain admiring the Lung Dragon above their heads. My Mistress's theories about this place and the ancient Dragons were true all along. Well judging from his unfathomed scaly body earlier this much was expected still it appearance alone is tremendous even to the point I'm having shaking knees. If so we rather kill it than to capture it then legends will talk about such marvel event for generations to come. On the other hand I can't believe the things that are meant to protect our world are truly the ones that cause such disaster upon them. He held tightly on his large backsword about charging at the Dragon.
The bewitching lady waved her hands and spoke to the armoured Inhumane from attacking.
"Enough, commander. Now that the Dragon reveals how mythical they are. It's simple. A talk with the absolute Dragon will be then."
Huh? The armoured Inhumane leaned back without assumptions. The lung Dragon lifted his hairy large long neck up high, his two bronzed eyes widely staring down at the lady as his scaly skin glowed in its various colors setting the whole mountains anew.
The tremendous presence studied the tattoo on her back.
"And what do we have here? I'm in awe there are still worshippers of Dragons existing in this fallen era," The Lung Dragon known to be Dracsora the Dragon of Discreet emphasized. "Nevertheless, I still don't care, since you came all the way to my lair just to talk. I deemed your efforts insufficient. Your virtues are all mine."
Dracsora opened his jaws wide about devouring in a single snap.
"Wait, before anything." The bewitching lady glared heavenward directly at Dracsora's moistened sharpened teeth unintimidated, one could see the base of his forked tongue. His tremendous presence overwhelmed everyone there as the lung Dragon stopped half way then closed his mouth. "If it not a bother, I, monarch Deborah from the house of Adokin, your loyal subject have something that you might consider to hear."
Dracsora held his rage pointing one of his sharpened claws at Deborah.
"Hmm. That's odd coming from a mouth of a puny worshipper such as you. Alright… what could the likes of you know that I the Dragon of Discreet couldn't?"
"You will have to find out," She lowered her head. The lung Dragon groaned. "Only if you promised the lives of my men and your loyal subject free from your wrath."
"Hmmm. Sly one I see. Then what is it you wish to say?"
She glared back up as recognition dawned on her face. "The boy. I know where that thing is."
"Humph. We dragons know everything about such boy, the incarnate of the Destroyer, thus he's proclaimed to be and what he's capable of, even down to the sole protector of your world and the main event between those two." Dracsora revealed. He knew if that was only what she was to declare to save her skin and her fellow subordinates, she was dead wrong. "If that was what you could give, your deaths awaits you." Dracsora once again opened his mouth widely as his moistened sharpened teeth protracted and his forked tongue slid out from his mouth about devouring them once more.
Deborah once again revealed something that hadn't spooked the Dragon of Discreet before not in a billions of billions of years he lived.
"… What if I told you that I know exactly where… The exact location of the egg is."
The lung Dragon stopped, blinked. He sloped his head a little bit closer to Deborah, her reflections could be seen on Dracsora's elevating yellow-colored scales on his massive face, to be really sure if her eyes were telling the truth.
Then it was a Humane who came to us acting as a regressor, and here's an Inhumane, a worshipper of Dragons claiming what will be the key to… end all and spruce some... strangely I detect the truth in her. The question is… why was something that paramount of a thing doing in the hands of an Inhumane after it was lost during the great war.
Dracsora sighed with a shut of his eyes.
It was a good thing he blocked off everything that was going on in his territory with an unseen mythical aura, away from Dragons like him or even the Immortals never to know what exactly was going on around him.
"And why should I believe a word coming from a being that only existed many billions of years after." He opened his down-turned bronze eyes regarding her critically.
The Lung Dragon and the bewitching lady gazed intently for a while as if time stopped around them. Before long, Deborah broke silence.
"Time has a wonderful way of showing us what really matters, hasn't it? Since your majesties hibernated for billions of years. By your reaction it seems this egg we are talking about had a great impact in sparing our lives we all hold dear tonight. Believe you, me. I'm not here to play silly games on the god I serve."
Deborah bowed fully with her forehead touching the rocky ground, her purple robe fully laid just around her, vividly showing off the purplish-red glowing tattoo on her bared back as every armored Inhumanes behind followed her gesture. Including the hesitated local Beast beings.
The Dragon of Discreet eyes were cold and proud as his massive scaly head leaned backwards, "Hmm... Such respect. I still perceive the truth in those devious eyes of yours."
The lung Dragon rolled his eyes up to the starlit sky then gazed back at her. How long had it been, having this entertained conservation between these beings and I. A thousand years? Yes, the era I hid my presence from other Dragons and refuse to hibernate. Then he looked at all the armoured Inhumanes behind the bewitching lady obediently maintaining their positions.
"Speak more of the egg whereabouts before I change my mind, mind you I'm not the patience type." The Lung Dragon raised his hairy large long neck viewing them from above with a dominant look.
Deborah smirked as she thought.
Got you...