Draconia Offline vol. 1

56.2. The Day Monsters Attacked - Part 2

It has emotions I realise a second before the spell hits its head. They're primitive and crude but it does feel. The heligorr experiences dread and panic as it senses instinctively that it's going to die. But I don't feel sorry for it, that's not in my Celestial nature. We're in the battle and it's my enemy. It hurt and killed many innocent people. It deserves to be eradicated.

I mercilessly seal the spell and heligorr's head turns into a huge cube of ice. The monster desperately tries to break the ice with its pincers but it's futile. This is no mere ice crust; I froze every cell in its head instantly. Its last attempt is just a bodily twitch, nothing more.

The monster... is dead.

I gulp. I needed protection while casting but, in the end, I killed it single-handedly. I feel proud about myself, I get a dopamine rush and my Celestial nature is overjoyed. But I also realise that I'm potentially much more dangerous than some heligorr. And that was just a level 20 spell, nothing to brag about if Draconia was still a game.

Humans have every right to fear me. To fear Draconians. It's in their best interest to want peace because war would be devastating to them, not us. Sure, no shield can probably protect against a nuclear bomb but Draconians don't have a country humans could attack. We're scattered all over the world, we live everywhere. And that's what makes humans uneasy the most.

"You did it, Your Majesty!" Celestials start flying around me in a joyful victory dance.

It might be too early to celebrate but as I look down, I see that the Dragonkin finally arrived as well and are decimating filandras side by side with Clawfangs. I'm impresses seeing Fefnir literally tearing one monster apart with brute force of his hands. Giving them proper swords, they would be unstoppable.

But it's no time to relax yet. While I don't sense any new monsters emerging, I feel the pain of injured people all around me and it's maddening. I might be the best Celestial battle mage but, first and foremost, I'm an empath. I can't help feeling compassion towards people, regardless of whether they are my race or not.

"We have to help them!" I say urgently and head down.

I land neatly but my legs give in the moment they touch the pavement and I end up on my knees, panting. I'm more exhausted than I thought now that I'm not so pumped up with adrenaline. And I'm starving.

"My love!" Gotrid lands just a second after me and goes for a comforting hug. "Here, eat this."

He fishes a protein bar out of his robe and I have never been more grateful for food in my entire life. I gobble it in a matter of seconds.

"Cien gave it to me this morning just in case you skip a meal again," he explains with a smile and is caressing my wings. "We did it, love! We killed it! You killed it!"

"Is His Majesty okay? Gosh, that must have taken a ton of mana," Taranah lands next. "A level 20 ice barrier? Amazing!"

"Just tired and hungry," Gotrid assures him and everyone else because all Celestials go for landing one by one, worried sick about me.

When sugar from the bar gets into my blood stream, I feel immediately better. I still need a proper meal as soon as possible but at least I'm able to stand up again.

I shudder when I look around. The heligorr wreaked a havoc and the street is full of dead humans. But there're also a lot of people we saved and should be okay when given medical attention. I see Fefnir taking a heavy pole off a person buried under it. It's a young woman and looks about my age. Probably still a student.

"I can't feel my legs," she's crying.

My eyes get teary when I fully realise the gravity of what just happened. These innocent people were attacked by a monster from our game! How is that even possible? Will it happen again? And what if it's somehow our fault? But I don't have time to ponder when there're people suffering around me.