Draimon: Fracture: Erasend- Book 1: Deascension

Chapter 17: Revitalise

Baragon and I had only been walking for a few moments until he stopped, "you must sleep," he said, turning his head to me. "Your energy is drained and you will become stronger afterwards.

"Very well, will you sleep?"

"I shall," he replied, "for the same reasons. Do not worry I have set my core to awaken and gives us time to reach the world-wall."

 I laid my body down, rested my head in my arms, and everything faded to black.

After what felt like mere moments, Baragon nudged my face with his arm.

"It is time," he said quietly; as I stood my body felt larger, stronger, with my teeth and claws replaced with bark. Only parts of my skin were covered since only a small amount of power was devoted to bark magic.

"You are ready," Baragon said proudly; he turned, "now get on my back," he said as spikes on his back grew out with a space for my body, and I hopped on. "Uhh, you are heavy too."

"Hey," I yelled back, and Baragon bounded away towards the wall, his great arms providing much of the speed.

"Do you feel that you are ready?" he asked, "you can stay by my side if you want to train more."

"I have to destroy it," I replied. 

"And this is your choice, not your need for revengue talking?"

"Yes, this is what my whole core whats."

"Just be careful," he sighed. "I believe that it is an older one, and the plant Elemontols are some of the strongest."

"Duly noted," I replied, ready for my revenge. The least I could do is destroy it, to make sure that their souls are put to rest and that It does not kill again. If I die, Baragon will want to avenge me, but I will be the avenger, not the avenged. I rested my face into Baragon's skin, no longer bothered by the roughness as I was when I was little.

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We reached the wall, standing tall and open. I got off Baragon's back, and he bounded away, but not before saying.

"Good luck," and he charged into battle, grasping and slamming an Elemontol into the ground. Come on, Drydra, you can do this, as I flew up, dodging solar beams. Below was chaos though it was beautiful in its colours. Where is it? I needed to find the one with the scar. As I flew, I saw a vine tendril burst out of the violence.

I tried dodging backwards in the air, but the tendril reacted instantly. I ducked up, down, but still, the green tentacle followed close. I fired a ball of solar energy at it, and it hit, exploding on contact.

Moments later, it came again and curled around my body before pulling me down to the ground. I slammed into the earth, dazed, still wrapped in the tendril. Looking up, I saw it. The scared Elemontol. From Its "hand," I saw the tendril that bound me.