Darryls POV:
"Zak!" I yelled. The dragon scooped Zak up with its paw. Zak was frozen with fear in its paw. Suddenly, a spear flew at the dragon, piercing through its neck. The dragon roared in pain, spitting fire from its mouth and swinging its large tail. The dragon then opened its large jaws, swinging its head down at Zak.
"No!" I screamed. Before the dragon could bite Zak's head off, it got distracted by another loud roar that came from the crater in the ground. Mist poured out of it as a white, scaled paw with sharp claws emerged from the pit. I looked back at Jschlatt who looked appalled.
Pulling itself out of the large hole in the ground, was a giant, white dragon. It looked around the same size as the black dragon. Its eyes were a glowing misty blue. The dragon took a step forward to the black one. It was silent. The white dragon then broke the silence, roaring loudly at the black dragon, showing off its sharp teeth. Its tongue was blue.
The white dragon had curled horns, the right one broken with half of it missing. The white dragon looked around at the mess the other dragon had made. Castle towers had crashed down to the floor, structures were on fire or destroyed, smoke filled the air, and paths were destroyed. It looked back at the black dragon, its dark diamond shaped pupils staring into the black dragons. The white dragon snarled, turning around. It roared again but instead of spitting fire, water came out of its mouth.
It sprayed water at the spreading fire the black dragon had caused, making sure to put out all of it. It then looked back at the black dragon. Its pupils got smaller, turning into slits. It then began to move towards the black dragon.
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'~WARSICK: A Never Ending Battle~' Skephalo Edition-Book 1
FantasíaZak's life was everything any civilian could ever dream of. He was a royal. Servants serving him, money, fame . . . That's something everyone dreamed of. Well, none of them, including Zak, would ever dream of the events that awaited Zak on November...
