On all fours panting, I watch.
The burnt carcass falls into the ocean.
"One down 4 to go,"
Though I say that I'm running on fumes.
"Salamander!" The 4 dragons bellow,
Coming at me from all sides.
"This is my end." I close my eyes.
"Not quite." Thunder rumbles.
Screams of agony assault my ears,
My eyes fly open to see the 4 assassins being electrocuted by bolts of lightning.
"what the-"
"Yo! there Cuz"
Looking in the direction of the voice.
A tall bare chested buff male.
Short cut spiky raven hair.
Cream coloured shorts on russet coloured skin.
A tattoo of a thunder bolt piercing a blue circle on his left pec.
Pitch black eyes, lightning dancing on his finger tips.
"You're a Thunder dragon!"
He flashes white teeth.
"Name's Mark Wolfcreak."
"Haru Iagnov" I reply in kind.
Mark approaches "impressive stuff Haru you got that sucker good"
Mark gestures towards the passengers.
"But what about the humans?"
"Shit."
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Salamander
Fantasy(Cellphone Novel)Humans have always been told dragons are extinct, but what if that was a lie? What if dragons have in fact survived to this modern age? By taking on human form. "Make no mistake human, Dragons are alive...we walk among you" (UPDA...
