Doormaze Drage The Yellow Dragon Part Four

The Knight

They were thrown into a gold room for a dungeon. Inside was a dragon with light silver scales and gold horns and tallens. He was chained to the wall. He opened his scarlet eyes one had several scars going from the top of the head to the bottom of his jawline.

He growled.

“Sir Knighgon, I have some company for you.” Sang Dark Genocide.

They looked down at the dragon, who gave him a snarl. He looked at them and then looked up and had nothing but rage in his eyes. He rose to his feet and rushed over to him, just as he reached him he breathed fire right at him. But Dark Genocide dived down and scratched up and pushed him back.

“Please, do with them as you will.” He declared as he closed the door behind them.

They looked up at the dragon with fear.

“Relax you three. I hardly wish to eat you three.” He said resting himself down as he looked back.

“So,this is a good sign.” He said, slightly cheerily.

“How come?”

“We, herevin this world, have a belief that when a human enters this world, the winds of justice enters too. I must say, that it has not let this world down yet. In fact, long ago, when the world was filled with many great evil dragons of old who were on their thrones oppressing the elves and dwarves, a human came and took down all of them and their armies. Now, after Dark Genocide stole the throne not one, but three arrive! Which must mean that the winds of justice must be strong indeed!” He exclaimed as he clapped his hands.

Suddenly he leaned in.

“Tell me; do you have a plan?”

Doormaze was about to open her mouth when Coalmine took her and Burn by the ear. Then dragged them to the corner of the room.

“What?”

“Looks like you should be careful who you trust.”

“What, why?”

“It could be a trick.”

“Hur?”

“Coalmin’s right. I wouldn’t put it past to put a plant in the room to figure out who the leader is.”

“And who is that? I mean I may be the one with the mission but that doesn’t make me the leader.”

“Look, let's figure this stuff out later.”

“I have an idea, why don’t we ask him if he has a plan?” Doormaze asked, turning around. “Sir Knighgon, what’s your plan?”

“To ensure I do not give the location of my fellow knights away. That is if-”

He frowned and bowed his head for a moment.

“No, when the true king gets back on his throne. He will have his knights.”

“Alright, then why don’t you aid the true king and kill the soldiers here?”

“Not all of them are truly loyal to Dark Genocide. There are those who, in secret, still are loyal to King Drakinon.”

“Can you get them to go against the ones that are loyal to Dark Genocide?” She asked.

“If I could get out of this chain, yes.”

“Burn, can you get him free?”

“Yes. I could.”

She then walked to the cuff at his neck and reached her hands in the large keyhole. She moved her arms around a bit before the chain fell. Soon he was free.

He smiled.

“Thank you!”

He released his breath of fire at the door, melting the whole thing down. He then charged out of the door and ripped the throats of the guards out and they fell. This shocked Doormaze. She had never seen such a violent display before and she just could not look away from the dead dragon’s throat.

“Time to deal with this puppet imposter!”