《I, the last black dragon, 6 year old. (TOME 1 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)》STOP!
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"ROOOAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR! STOP THE EXECUTION!"
I shouted, very angry!
There were archers but they didn't plan on me coming to save Bob.
The man with a feather shouted, "Shoot it down, it's a dragooon! bowmens quiiick !"
I blow snow on the executioner and he looks like a snowman now.
Then I made a ring of fire around Bob and spit frost on the stand and the soldiers who panicked:
"I didn't kill anyone," I shouted.
"I'm not a monster" and the arrows flew to me.
I grabbed Bob and flew away but an arrow came into my mouth and I squealed in pain!
A black arrow, a large spiral tile, designed to kill me, was shot and lodged in my lower abdomen, creating indescribable pain.
"GWCIIIKK" I made in a cry of terrible pain.
I was ejecting tears on the spot and my breath was cut off.
It was like a footballer shooting you in the genitals!
There, I was seriously wounded. Gravely wounded!
KWIIIKK
KWIIIIIIIIIKK
I couldn't speak my vocal cords with holes in them, an arrow wounding them.
KIIIIIIIIIKK
SQWEEAKKKK
PAINFULNESS
TREMBLINGS
My head was spinning. She's poisoned, that's for sure!
My arms, they're weak, no! Quick, to the mountain!
If I fall, I die!
100% sure!
I skim the peaks and almost hit the rocky peaks, I scrape off precipices and give painful flaps of wings, to maintain myself and go north to my lair, I finally see it and I crash into the river and moan like a dog,
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
IIIIIIIIIII
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
I cry in pain, Ouiiiinnn
The arrow slips between my claws and is well planted, it has hooks made to go even deeper and that I die slowly.
AAhh
Aaaa
Bob stood up and came to me and said, "Oh, they didn't miss you, but you're pretty messed up there!"
"If I pull, I'll tear off your flesh."
I was bleeding from the back and had stomach cramps.
Bob: "Poison! And you're torn inside. I fear very much that you are dying.!"
Aghh Squeak
"Ah! The arrow destroyed your vocal cords."
He squeezed me tenderly and thanked me! :
"My friend, you shouldn't have. I'm old and worn out, you shouldn't have wasted your life!"
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Pain
IIIIIIIIIII!
"It's gonna hurt, but it'll give you a few more days. You'll starve to death instead of infection, but it's less painful. "
"Shall we go? "
I nod my head.
A brazier was lit and the black iron arrow began to heat the stem so that the burning heat could enter my body and heat and destroy the poison and cauterize the wound. I couldn't remove the arrow, I would have removed my bladder with it!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGHHHHH
My screams were heard for miles. I inspired fear. I could no longer eat or drink, creating an infection and the partially digested food would go out of my gut. And any fluid out of my perforated bladder. Moreover, I was urinating blood non-stop and I had lost half my strength.
What to do about it?
At that time there were barbers and doctors of charlatans and masters of poultices and experts in prayer.
Like you have a toothache and we'll find the exorcist. After you've relieved yourself with opium, you spit out your money and when it comes back you spit again and again and again until you die of pain or an overdose. The rich man ending like that. And the poor man like that.
Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie, the pain pulled me out of my thoughts.
Bob, moved into my house, I was afraid of dying and I didn't have the heart to play.
Aiiiie
Aiiiie.
Then I thought back to Ténébrion. And what he told me: Eat lightning and learn magic. Then healing.
How can he expect me to feel the flows when the only thing I feel are the two arrows!
Well I'm a little better thanks to Bob, but I'm cooked inside, all dried up, dead and my body quickly loses its reserves.
It would have to be a storm!
Come on, be brave!
I flew away hard but ok I'm still on the way. and I'm heading towards black clouds, strato cumulus, very high.
The wind carries me away and I don't have the strength to resist. I'm caught in a whirlwind
I was like a fly sucked in by the night and below me, a sea of clouds and in front of me a gigantic column that caused terrible swirls
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I was like a fly sucked in by the night and below me, a sea of clouds and in front of me a gigantic column that caused terrible swirls. Energy passed through the vertical currents of cold and heat. The masses of clouds entered into friction and discharged a deafening crash of lightning and explosions followed by hail, rotating ice blocks and heavy rain. A mixture of dishwasher and wringer.
I felt my body magnetically drawn to the centre of the storm and as I was screwed, I let myself be carried away, guided by the currents, hoping to merge with nature, and be part of this magnificent spectacle that few mortals can witness.
And above, a dark night full of stars, each as bright as the next. The darkness added to the contrast of the clouds that were illuminated following the crackling of the generated lightning.
Then came my turn.
As if all the energy of the terrible cloud was concentrated at one point, a discharge pierced me and I lost consciousness
As if all the energy of the terrible cloud was concentrated at one point, a discharge pierced me and I lost consciousness. Only a transfo noise went through my skull and I was sent in all directions like a dead leaf in the face of a strong wind.
But the lightning entered me but did not come out. I had sparks in my mouth and all my spikes were bright and crackling like gas lights.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I felt the iron bar in me crackling and I felt it burning. The flesh around the bar was charred. I had a gaping hole in my stomach, the bar fell off with the charred flesh. The hole was so big that you could put a whole leg in it.
I was screwed there.
The arrow had also charred my flesh and fell with my tongue... I had a gaping hole in my throat and it was coming out in my neck. If I opened my mouth, we could see the outside by looking into my mouth.
My strength was decreasing and I was falling
I was able to land without crashing, but I felt that it was the end.
Trees cracked under my weight and I made a dish in the mud and rain.
I was broken. Broken, punctured and emptied.
I was crying but I was more scared, terrified of the next few hours or days of agony that awaited me.
I was thinking about the magic, the tissue regeneration and how I was before and I was thinking about that lightning bolt I had eaten and I concentrated
Magic, magic, please take this lightning bolt and rebuild my flesh.
I then felt a gentle energy invade me, I was in an aura of blue.
The primary blue lightning source. The one of water, clouds, ice.
This warm and refreshing light invaded me like a good duvet warms you up before going to sleep.
And I felt the flow, the flow of energy from the bottom of my throat, from the top of my skull, from my heart, from my chest, from my pelvis and from my tail. They were connected by lightning inside me.
And like lamps they lit up in my consciousness and a flow of water of ice, fire and light made waves and washed the burns and a gentle heat pulsed in the 2 holes I had in the body and slowly, but surely the wounds closed and the flesh reorganized. The blood started to boil and I put myself in the position of a gun and I opened my mouth and KKKRKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKkkkkkkkkkkkkKKKKkKKKKKKKKKKKKkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
I aimed at a poor tree and opened my mouth and KRRRKKRKRKRRAAAAAAAK BANG! He was struck by lightning and reduced to ashes.
I was a lightning dragon and ice-dragon now.
Magic missile!
BANG, an explosive rocket sprayed the rest of the tree.
I had done it! I had done it!
Now I had to manage this monster energy and when I wanted to measure this energy, I realized that Ténébrion was even stronger than I thought. He could break through space and time! An archi mage dragon!
I had to assimilate his knowledge by instinct and let myself be guided by his body!
My revenge will be terrible!
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