Dawn at the Wild Rift (Book IV)

Chapter 40

The streaks of purple, red, blue, green and gold that were just miles away from the land become too bright to look at. This made everyone cover their sight as the seemingly falling stars befall right on them.

The Black Dragon could sense them and with a final roar, it transforms from a dragon into a humongous monster with claws sharper than knives. Still, he breathes fire and instead of flying in midair, it has landed on its foot.

It is about to unleash its dark power, however, a fiery reddish flame bigger than any wildfire anyone could ever behold pushes the dragon away from the warriors. In a split of second, five specially armored warriors cause a tremor upon landing right before the rampaging dragon.

Everyone is confused because the five new comers are just way too different and they exude power that no one ever encountered before.

“Took them long enough to arrive,” Harley scoffs as she appears just beside Princess Silvanna. “Those are the dragon tamers.”

“Right, the dragon tamers. We can still win this war,” Princess Silvanna mumbles. It is only that moment that she remembers about the dragon tamers that are known to be sealed within the deepest and hidden part of the Enchanted Forest.

But just like any other warriors, the princess is a bit confused of the presence of Harley beside her. She did not know him at all. But either way, that is not her current concern at the moment. With her brother's help, Dyrroth, another wave of reinforcement from the abyss emerges.

Raising her spear in midair, she leads the attack to back up the dragon tamers.

“Whoever delivers the final blow shall be the master of the Black Dragon once he is tamed,” the Night Shade tamer states. His purplish wings slowly appears behind him and as he closes his right palm, his sword materializes in his hand. Looking at his four comrades, a smirk forms on the edge of his lips when he sees the spark of hunger in their eyes.

It has been so long, probably more than half a millennia, since they get to meet an untamed dragon, so it is not a surprise as to why they crave for the challenge.

“This is still a teamwork,” he adds to remind them that going against each other is not one of their choices.

As if they counted in three, they all disperse and surround the dragon that is running towards the group of warriors that looks like an army of little ants in his eyes.

A woman with silver hair and a pixie cut hairstyle—Frost Wing—appears before the Black Dragon's face. Her silver armor tainted with bluish colors gives out the chills just like in the peak of winter. She aims her weapon at the dragon and shoots it directly into its eyes. The ice that comes out from her weapon is no ordinary freezing ice but it also burns whatever it comes in contact with.

The Black Dragon roared in pain and agony as his eyes tear with purple blood. But it did not stop him from unleashing black power that possessed  all the people of Dongyu, including the strongest mage, Lou Yi. This gives them the power ten folds of their current ability. Doing this maximizes the army of the Black Dragon and they shall serve as his eyes since no matter how it tried to heal his pair of eyes, he could not do it since Frost Wing has burned them into nothingness.

Seeing to the damage done by the ice dragon tamer, Draconic Flame grits his teeth. He hates the fact that someone has taken the first move before he could do it. He shots up to the sky and raises his arm, making his armor, hair and even pair of eyes glow like that of a hot, boiling magma. In a span of less than five seconds, he is able to summon fire huge enough to toast the gigantic monster.

“Don't get ahead of yourselves! I will be this dragon's master!” he screams. With one swing of his hand, the flame covered the dragon from its head to toe.