King Phileus and his people were the closest thing to human beings, except that they had wings, for even though they were hobgoblins, they were still fairies .
Blue fairies from the north arrived in a hurry near the walls . Some of them were dying and seriously injured .
The king had the refugees received . It was rare but it happened . Usually it was an accident or a natural event like an earthquake, flood or landslide . They had a medical wing in their castle and the injured were rushed there .
A healer looked at the wounds and took pliers and pulled something out of the bloody holes . The pain was unbelievable and only the booze or fermented juice could lessen the pain a little by getting the unfortunate victim drunk .
Goblin healer: "In all my life, I have never seen such wounds!"
As soon as he touched the tip of the bullet he had just extracted, he felt his magic collapse and his skin burn .
Iron! A cursed object for magical creatures . A weapon as well! insane for the time and very advanced technologically . The king was called by his healer and then by his alchemist . He then went down the maze that led him to the medical wing below the reception areas and the throne room . The principal held out her arm . Her face was pale and the healer looked at the king from behind his patient and shook his head .
Principal: "I am lost? Yes ... I will find Tyrant ... "
Feelings arose and the king took her hand .
"You are not alone in this ordeal . I will find you at the next dew . . " The principal smiled .
"I have been blind ... Times are changing ... Waspi changed and became a monster . It made no sense ... She was lost but what if she had told the truth??"
The king listened to the explanations and the fairy breathed her last and turned into stardust .
Phileas: "Goodbye little fairy ... "
"A monster in my kingdom ... Carnage??? a destroyed forest and a killer fairy and another devoured ... . . The old world? "
He turned to the great alchemist .
"See you after the ceremony of passage ... "
The surviving and injured fairies went to the castle courtyard and a huge pyre was lit . But it was crystals they were burning and like a laser beam, the light rose to the heavens .
"May you Orphea, called the Principal join Tyrant ." The Principal's name was taboo and could only be spoken after they had ascended .
Other fairies were not well ... those who still had a bullet in their bodies . The iron was undermining their organs that had not been torn apart by the impact and the bleeding channel . The healer showed the point to the king .
"It looks like a dart or some kind of magical iron thorn . The magic felt like a thunderclap . But the victims saw that the killer fairy had an iron object and it wasn't eating her hand and she was getting magic from it . "
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A dragon devouring faeries (TOME 15 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)
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