Purple Scales

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Damn it! Purple Eyes thought, the number one worst person that could have found them was standing before her. Voski with her equally as sick dragon Misery Talons. All that silver armour couldn't hide the sadistic look in the dragon's eyes. Purple Eyes knew Misery Talons didn't care about Arthur or herself she just wanted something to rip apart and Voski was the one directing her to that thing. She had fought beside them in the past. They were great in battle, completely fearless but in every other situation they were horrible. In the caves Misery would bully the younger dragons, take their food and threaten them. A few went missing and Purple Eyes was sure that Misery had eaten them. Though in some huge mystery their riders had gone missing too. Purple Eyes looked to Voski, maybe she had eaten the riders.

They were bad news and Branimir didn't know what he was getting himself into.

Pink dragons were known for their incredible close range fighting style that they are born with. Even with that Voski and Misery were seasoned murderers.

It was to be heir against heir.

Get back! Purple Eyes screamed mentally to Ephvangeline.

They both ducked behind the mass that was Shy Love and Branimir drew his sword.

"Why do you wear the armour of the Light clan?" Branimir asked putting a brave face on. He'd heard stories about this one.

"Because it worked, dumb dragons didn't know we weren't on their side," Voski laughed into his face.

Cunning he thought, but what else would expect from Voski heir to the Purple throne.

Shy Love and Misery Talons fought a mental battle, trying to take control of each other's minds. Shy Love was forced into defence by Misery's low blows. But he wouldn't give an inch.

Misery launched herself and her rider toward Shy Love. Shy Love evaded but Voski's sword was coming right for Branimir's throat. Their swords clashed and the sound rung out and down the halls of the castle for all to hear.

Branimir could feel Voski's deadly force in his arms. She was out to kill and focused solely on that. He needed to put his mind in that dark place too if he wanted to stand any kind of chance.

Shy Love sharpened his mind and slashed razor claws at Misery.

Misery teleported behind him and bit down onto his tail ripping off the armour. Shy Love wheeled around and nipped at Misery's throat. She threw her body up in an attempt to slash at Branimir. Shy Love did the same. Both dragons slashed at each other while upright.

Purple Eyes watched in horror. Misery grabbed Shy Love's throat.

She had to do something!

And she did the only thing she could think to do. She charged at Misery's leg making the dragon stumble and fall backward. Voski ducked and rolled abbandoning the falling dragon.

For a moment Shy Love had Misery pinned but Misery teleported behind him and Voski jumped on.

Purple Eyes back away to Ephvangeline.

Shy Love didn't hesitate he was turned around and his jaws were open ready to catch any part of Misery. But Misery was faster. She head butted him down then stood on his head with all her might. Shy Love had a back up plan though. He used the force of his head going down to swing his tail up.

A huge pink triangle plate of razor sharp bone was coming for Voski. She threw herself forward barely missing in but ending up on Shy Love's back. Her sword was ready for blood and pointed directly at Branimir.

Branimir got to his feet and to his defence faster than humanly possible. But there was no way he could fight Voski one on one.

Shy Love fought Misery with his head under her paw. Jaws against tailbone. It wasn't ideal but he had a lot less to lose with his tail.

Voski swung her sword at him viciously Branimir ducked and blocked best he could but he need to put an attack in there. As if Voski would leave an opening for him though. He was forced further and further back on his dragon.

She was standing on Shy Love's shoulder blade. Quickly Branimir mentally called Shy Love.

Jerk your shoulder blade!

Shy Love did as asked and Voski stumbled. It wasn't much but it was enough for Branimir. He stabbed at Voski getting her just above the collar bone and just deep enough for blood to drip down her silver armour.

She stabled herself very quickly and now she was even more angry. She came at him with a force he just couldn't compete with. She swung at him so hard he couldn't block her blows. Soon enough he was on the ground beside his dragon.

Voski jumped down too and tried to stab him. He rolled out of the way and jumped up.

Shy Love managed to get his head out from under Misery's claw. But as he was shaking the dizziness out Misery dived at him. Pinning him to the ground with a paw to the throat. Deadly claws started to close in.

Purple Eyes flew into the battle again, landing on Misery's head she scratched at her eyes and ears. Tearing the delicate flesh of Misery's ears to shreds. Misery screamed in pain but didn't let go only shook Purple Eyes off.

Purple Eyes wasn't done though she flew back at Misery nipping at her throat this time.

Branimir was struggling to keep his footing and his head but there was nothing Ephvangeline could do to help him. She was completely powerless. Just a young school girl in the world of dragons. And there in front of her such a brave fight would meet his death.

Or so she thought.

She looked to the hallway, there was another Purple dragon with its rider. But there was another figure there too.

Arthur.

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First Published - 29/4/18

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