Frustration bubbled like an erupting volcano, threatening to erupt at any moment. And so was the anger. Qibli, who had argued so hard against him, caused Peril to burn the scroll which then released Darkstalker, a process that nearly killed Moon in the middle of it.
Irritation, seething rage continued to ignite, doing whatever it took to stay alight.
Qibli, who thought himself so clever, thought that he could take Moon for himself by paralyzing her and Winter. SHE COULD HAVE DIED IF THE DART HIT HER AND SHE FELL TO THE ROCKY FLOOR. Didn't he care anymore? Didn't he care for Moon? Didn't he care about the people who would be devastated at her death?
His wrath was indescribable. He had done his best to protect all of his friends and it will not be ruined by Qibli of all dragons. His fury was scorching his mind, covering all of his ideas except for one; and it was revenge.
Qibli weaved through vines and canopies of leaves in the hope of confusing Winter which didn't work. Yellow is a pretty visible color when in a sea of green leaves and black sky. Winter didn't hesitate, he had been trained for this, using the wind currents to go faster he dove towards Qibli.
Qibli swerved to the left and faced a dead end. Winter stopped in mid-air. "It's over now, "Winter shouted. QIbli turned around and stared Winter straight in the eyes. But there was a noticeable difference. Shock grasped Winter's body as if he was struck by lightning. Qibli had no black to his eyes just an eerie white. "No it isn't Winter, "Qibli rasped. His voice was also different as if he was using someone else's voice. Qibli leered at Winter, "You forgot about Moon."
A scream penetrated the air.
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"Where is he?"
"Inside, what do you want with my master?"
"I share my powers for other's protection including yours, stand aside I've got urgent matters to discuss."
"Very well."
Electricity flashed and then disappeared, the gate was open. She stepped in. The floor of the palace was made of amethyst with yellow banners hanging on the walls. Thunderstorm stood in front of her. Plasma flashing from his spine.
"State your purpose."
"I have come with a warning. The world is in trouble and many people are going to die on a continent somewhere to the west of Starfall sea. An incoming army is traveling towards Pyrrhia and -"
"Winter, is he alright?"
"I couldn't tell, there was just danger."
"Alright, we're going there."
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Flames licked the air of the continent burning through the forests and shredding the leaves into ashes. Wasp watched with no remorse as fire danced across her line of vision. Guard all edges of Pantala and make sure no one comes out. The thought came out of nowhere and immediately Wasp obeyed, without question as if she was being possessed by a demon. She was possessed. By a monster whose vines and held on to Pantala for thousands of years and hand never moved. But the monster was hungry.
It wanted blood and vengeance on dragons who thought they could destroy it.
It wanted more space to spread its lurking vines and sink its mind so deeply into the dragon species that all of them will follow the monster with no doubt in their minds.
Pyrrhia, the evilness thought with savage pleasure, you're going down next
sry short chapter I don't have that much time to update going to high school really soon and i need to study and wake up really early and everything
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(Slow Updating) Winterwatcher: Rise Of The Hybrids
Romance~You don't need powers to be special~ Basically an alternative to book 14
