Soterios - POV;
"So I am guessing that this is the place," Csilla stated as we looked up at the huge civilization situated above the clouds atop the tallest peaks of the mountain range. Only one peak towered above the ones we now stood upon but it seemed to be separated from the rest of the settlement.
"It really is terrifying up close," I remarked.
"This is probably not the smartest idea. We shouldn't just barge in," Alduin added.
"We probably can just walk in though. I doubt that the Dragons expect any visitors, especially since the climb to this place would probably be impossible for a normal human. Either way it's too late to turn back now. Let's solve this mystery shall we?" I walked through the entrance of the draconic city with these words.
"There are dragons everywhere!" Csilla exclaimed.
"Yeah, and they are all looking right at us. Male, female, children, senile, all of them seem shocked. It appears that no human has stepped foot on this mountain ever, or at least not in a long time," I whispered to the other two.
"Are those humans?"
"Why does that dragon whom accompanies them look so different?"
"How did they even survive the climate and wildlife on the way here?"
These among others were the questions being asked among the confused creatures.
"You there! WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" an armored beast approached us with a fierce expression on his face. Yet, these beasts intimidated me far less than the Drakhurian Dragons. The Eastern Dragons were much more serpentine than the Drakhurian Dragons (basically they were like Chinese Dragons) and as a result, while they may have been far longer, they were also significantly shorter than their Drakhurian cousins.
"I seek audience with your ruler or at least some one in charge around here," I announced. The crowd continued to whisper amongst themselves.
"And why would we adhere to your wishes human?" the armored Dragon questioned.
"Because I know about the barrier around Qostros and the Dragonborn Hitman," I opted for a straightforward approach.
All of the beasts erupted in gasps and outbursts. Csilla and Alduin looked at me with confused eyes and the former tapped on my shoulder to grab my attention.
"What are you doing?!" Csilla whispered raspily.
"Just watch," I replied with a smile.
"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO THREATHEN THE DRAGONS ON OUR OWN SOIL?!!!" the armoured Dragon bellowed.
"Show me to your leader!!" I demanded firmly.
"I will present you to him, have no worry. But first, I WILL TURN YOU INTO A CORPSE!!!" the beast shouted.
The Dragon flew towards me and attempted to grab me in his jaws. I hopped out of the way, Csilla and Alduin emulating my example. The creature zoomed past and rose to the skies. Looking down he exhaled a funnel of flames.
I signalled to Csilla whom, on recognising my order, placed herself infront of Alduin and myself. We kneeled behind her so that our bodies occupied less space. Csilla immediately pulled out her shield and braced for the impact of the flames, deflecting them away from our position and protecting us from harm.
As soon as the fiery rain ceased I stood infront of Csilla and removed two pendant seals while staring right at the flying serpent. I rushed forward, my body slowly growing draconic features.
"It's a Dragonborn!" I heard the audience gasp. Some of the passers-by joined their fellow dragon and attepted to physically strike me. Before I had even completed my transformation, fifteen dragons were encircling me, occasionally diving down as they desperately tried to cause some type of impact.
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The Dragon's Consortium 2
FantasyIn attempting to free his homeland from corruption, Soterios becomes the most wanted man in Uradora. Unable to seek refuge within his borders, he flees to the neighbouring lands to continue his mission but one man can only do so much. To save the wo...
