The Enchanted Warriors (Dragon Riders AU)

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Louis was dealing with the grumbling councilmen and higher-up riders who were upset about the ceremony being late. Harry, lost in thought, had no patience for their complaints. He needed to understand and think about whether to let Azriel handle those who dared to interrupt.

In the middle of the chaos, Amethyst Astrella and Tartarus the Elder Dragon emerged, their presence demanding attention. Tartarus let out a deep, powerful growl that echoed through the crowd. In response, two more Elder Dragons joined, forming a majestic line. Confusion and anticipation filled the air as no one knew what would happen next. The power from the dragons was so intense that everyone, including Harry and Minho, bowed their heads in submission.

The three Elder Dragons then took to the skies, their massive wings creating strong gusts of wind. They began to circle the crystal tree, their scales shimmering in the light. One by one, the other dragons joined them, forming a grand aerial display. The mystical Nyx, glowing and graceful, weaved through the air, adding an otherworldly beauty to the scene. A hauntingly beautiful melody came from the tree, enchanting everyone present.

A white mist started to pour from the crystal tree, swirling and rising. It grew denser and brighter, filling the area with an almost blinding light. The ground trembled as the dragons' growls grew louder, blending with the ethereal music.

Suddenly, with a synchronized roar, the sky seemed to split open. Seven magnificent dragons descended, their scales gleaming like polished gemstones. They landed with a thunderous impact, the ground shaking beneath them. Each dragon radiated raw power and ancient magic, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly light.

The arrival of these seven dragons was grand and magical. Their presence filled everyone with awe and reverence. The Elder Dragons immediately bowed their heads. Humans and riders, overwhelmed by fear and wonder, struggled to stay in place, their instincts urging them to run.

The seven dragons lined up in front of the crystal tree and let out a synchronized, thunderous roar. The force of their voices silenced any remaining doubts or whispers. The crystal tree glowed even brighter, its light reflecting off the dragons' scales in a dazzling display.

Everyone present, from the highest-ranking elder to the lowest-ranking rider, bowed their heads. The lower-ranked ones even fell to their knees, unable to withstand the overwhelming power. Every instinct in their bodies told them to run, but they dared not move. The scene was charged with electric anticipation, a collective breath held as they awaited the culmination of the ceremony. The moment was unforgettable, a testament to the sheer power and majesty of the dragons.

All their heads remained bowed, not daring to look up. The dragons had not granted permission to lift their gaze. The power emanating from the dragons was so intense that merely standing there was a challenge, let alone considering disobedience. Looking up never crossed their minds amidst the overwhelming presence and authority of the dragons.

The yellow dragon growled, causing all the dragons to shift their heads left and right in unison. The red dragon took a step forward, and Namjoon instinctively tensed, about to climb down, but a warning echoed in his mind. "DON'T," it urged. The dragons hadn't finished making their point. Another low growl rippled through the air, and gradually, the humans felt a mild permission to look up. Slowly, their eyes lifted, and their expressions turned from fear to astonishment at what they saw—a sight too extraordinary for immediate comprehension. Harry remained calm, overseeing everything with a commanding presence.

Ella moved forward, pushing past Kasumi, determination etched on her face as she made her way towards her sons. Harry and Azriel exchanged concerned glances; it was risky to approach while the dragons remained unsettled.