"I repeat it in the last time. Get off my forest, human," a big turtle replied to a sorcerer in a white hat.
"Hey, brother! Don't do that," the sorcerer said, with a light smile. Demonic pupils lighted up under the hat; "We are monsters both. Aren't we going to get along, the forestmaster Shi?"
"I thought you are a shifter. But you are a crossbreed!" the monster turtle replied.
"Hahaha! No! I am a demonic descendant! Ready for death!" Kalem grinned.
Whirlwinds and a thunder of water have broken the spring night calmness. A ancient lake bottom, it was lettered by bones, covered scratches. There were many magicians and monsters. Their bones have became the battlefield for two enemies. There is a blood moonlight crawled in his eye sockets.
[The forestmaster Shi accepted your challenge], wrote a Transparent Parchment.
The big turtle opened its mouth, and green faire started pouring on the ground.
"Fuck! It's a dragon," thought Kalem. Winds of old legends have seared his heart waking up his fear and his delight.
Space was distorted near this faire. Landscape was also distorted behind Kalem. Kalem's instincts has been worried.
"What the paradise!" the sorcerer swore. He could jump out aside when water swords has flown from a cycle of the fire.
"Space fire is exist as dragons is exist," the sorcerer were smiling; "I didn't wait that I would meet with a truth dragon somewhere. Are you a fucking Turtle Dragon? You look so fun."
Living balls of bloody light were flying nearby.
"These Shineballs feel coming death. Do you know who will die today?"
"Look at my lake and you will see."
Water pounced Kalem down. But Kalem has cut up this water. The turtle dragon smiled slightly, looking at Kalem's fingers. Light threads was pulled between them.
"My ability The Space Faire shall recover in forty blinks. The demonic instinct isn't easy."
Red lightings kicked the drum of the sky. And a symphonia of a rain started.
"Haha, look at this, the natural accompanying our battle!"
And winds were becoming stronger. A surface of the lake was covered by waves.
"Idiot. The nature doesn't care about us. Wait. Why?"
"Isn't this storm strong too?! What the…"
Six red lightings kicked together like a hand of the doom.
(-)
The beasts hid from the storm in their caves and their burrows. The forest life was changed by the elemental chaos. Only any blind madman would meet the parade of loudly blink. Only a fool would dare spoil the funny celebration of the storm.
A old alone house was standing on the edge of the town, Merlina. And the storm scratching a roof of the house and it was asking to enter.
The lightings has roared near the window. "Aaaaah! Holy Empty Eye!" a skinny woman screamed, becoming pale, She dropped obstetric tools.
"Calm down, Rina. Please!" another woman, who was laying in the bed, said hoarsely. A white shirt stuck to her body because of sweat.
"Pull yourself together. I can't born without you. Hear my advices and just do".
"Yes, Joan", Rina nodded, but she could be keeping herself fear. Joan's house was as if it was ready to break down soon.
Rina have made a deep inhale, before she started to working. While the thunder was singing its horror predicts, Rina was giving birth.
(-)
Light of the Moons have been pouring through dark clouds. Lightest and biggest Moon, Marry, has been illuminating this battlefield, rising like a strong bloody monarch in the ring of vassals, by bloody light.
Kalem laying into ruined trunk of any three. He felt as his organs were going to escape from him.
[Health 66/1000. You in a critical condition]. Kalem have read words which disappeared in the space. [The Regeneration Highest Demonic System has started…]
Kalem nodded.
The Turtle Dragon have been bleeding. But the wounds have been closing. White steam, likely a fog, was evaporating from every muscles of Shi.
"This dragon is… strong. And the storm make my situation worse".
"Oh, Marry, Marry. How many people did you ruin? But someone shall conquer you again!" thought Kalem and rose up.
"Are you hear about the New End, my dear friend?" asked the sorcerer; "People talk that last King Mage shall appeared soon, for the Bloody Marry have got the throne".
The dragon also was tired. Both broke the battle for a while. But nobody didn't think about relaxing their vigilance.
"Bloody Marry was monarch over the moons for centuries. And I didn't believer fairytales. You, humans… sorry, humans and their hybrid, afraid of fairytales".
"Hahaha".
"Why do you laugh, hybrid?"
"The dragon says that he didn't believer in fairy tales".
"Fairy tales hyperbolize everything. The dragons became undefeated creatures, and…" the dragon didn't manage to finish, when he felt the Kalem's killer will.
"Hahahaha", the sorcerer began to laugh. His demonic eyes had any strange power. He didn't seem defeated. That forced the Turtle Dragon became suspicious.
"…" the dragon was ready to attack.
"You were privileged to die at my feet by my Secret Technique Wrath of Thousand Future Years".
"The Secret Technique?" the Turtle Dragon Shi smiled; "I have never seen the secret techniques. It's must be really powerful, hybrid. Show me it. Let see, who will die!"
Kalem smiled broadly and lighted up. He created a sphere of light. This was growing and growing as if Kalem inflating bubbles.
The Turtle Dragon Shi was staying suspicious, with one Space Fire.
"Hahaha!" the sorcerer throw the giant sphere of light in the dragon. Vivid light covered the lake and eclipsed all moons
The light sphere collided with the dragon. Shi blew the Space Fire, but the light sphere split up. Its fragments kick in different sides.
"Hakha", the dragon spotted a few drops of the blood, with a smile; "This is a strength technique. Not bad. What is your name? For a epitaph. What?"
Kalem disappeared. Shi looked around, waiting a attack.
(-)
After a long hour seemed six days, Joan gave birth to a baby. Joan's face shone. Joan didn't believe that she looked it.
"Congratulations, Joan', Rina wrap the baby in diapers, 'How do you call your girl?'
Joan smiled.
Her baby didn't scream, didn't cry. The girl was looking at the ceiling silently. Her big eyes sparkled by curiosity. Joan had never seen so eyes like these.
"You're look brave. I'll call you Artoris".
"After the flower Bloody Artoris that cured my infertility".
The storm has stopped.
(-)
A little light have fallen on the ground, with a laugh. ' My Secret Technique Wrath of Thousand Future Years have never failed me. It's an amazing escape technique! May be you still didn't understand dangerous of this, but I promise that my escape today is your death tomorrow, my dragon friend. Wrath of Thousand Future Years is waiting you! I'll take the essence of the Bloody Artorises'.
But his happiness did not last long. A invisible hand have written a inscription with bad news.
[You have escaped in disgrace. 20 merit points deducted. 14 >> -6.]
"Thanks, the Transparent Parchment", the sorcerer wanted to threw some stone, but the title, toward his eyes, was having no density. That was knew for him.
"I hate sixes!"
Kalem's chest was trembling slightly. The mouths of the wounds were bleeding as if they were hungries and were they eating losing Kalem. And he didn't have one of his hands. The unlucky sorcerer looked at the night sky.
"I'm interesting who will become new King Artor, my dear Marry?" the demonical sorcerer grinned the Bloody Moon.
A three turtle heads went from the shadows of trees and attacked him.