The Nine Dragons The Life Dragon Part Seventeen
Defending The People
When they all woke they noticed that it was time. They all walked out in lock step to see that all of the stones of the building, including the cobbles on the ground were all glowing chalk green. Yet even though it was beautiful, none of them had the time to focus upon that. They could do all of that later.
She looked up at the sky to see golden dots scattered like gold stars. Yet as she looked on, she spotted that each star had tiny wings coming out; they looked both dragon-like and angel-like too. Yet as they came closer she could see that their bodies were like the fakegels. Yet, as they came closer and closer, she could see that they were all dressed in gold and green robes. All of them did look beautiful yet there was an arrogant look in their baby blue eyes.
“What are they?”
“They don’t look like fakegels.”
“No. They look more like fairies of the Seelie Court!”
Yet they all soon arrived. The first thing did was dive to the closest ones that did not believe Loc and her men. All of the men raced to them but they were soon stopped by the firing of arrows. Yet by that time it was already too late. They had their throats ripped open. They all opened their mouths revealing teeth like a vampire fairy crossover and bit into them.
Then Loc ran to the closest one near her. She slashed at it then she saw the teeth of another. She flicked her sword at it and stabbed at the head then swung it off. She then saw three more coming at her. She dived on and drew her blade across in front of her and the moment that they reached her. She saw more coming at her and she flicked the blade out across, slitting their throats.
That was when she saw a woman that had a line of flesh torn out at her throat. She pressed a hand over the gashing wound. At first Loc thought that she was looking at her Aunt Morgan but only to see that she was not. Yet it still reminded her of all those back home. She turned to defend her and spotted that she was the woman that spat on her. She, for a moment, was tempted to leave her but she turned and ripped part of her trouser leg and pleased it around her throat.
“Get to safety!” She said before she was grabbed from behind and was soon yanked in the air.
When she reached the peak she was grabbed and up further and further and further. This happened again and again and again. She saw the ground getting further and further away.
She then turned around and went to slice but missed. So she had to let herself get higher and higher as she got used to the rhythm. She closed her eyes to focus better. Once she had the pattern locked she felt the slight drop and spun and slashed out, cutting the heads off three.
Then she sparked her fire to dive-spin it the air, she kept her blade out and used the force to slash one after the other. Then she felt herself fall as the dizziness kicked in.
Then she felt a bite in her shoulder. She stabbed back. Then she felt one in her leg and she stabbed down. She felt another in her forearm and stabbed. She felt one in her side. Stabbed. She felt one in her right side and one in her left just as she stabbed the one in her right then quickly to her left. She felt more replacing the last. She flicked to the ones in right then slid to her left. Soon her dizziness left her.
She stared to feel herself falling. She looked all around her to see the men and women all around her. They were all fighting. Some were slashing away, some of the men were ripping the throats out with their bare hands as they pulled children out of the arms of the fake fairies. They were able to drop down in a way that led to a safe landing.
She dashed over to them and grabbed as many as her body could take. Then lowered them to the ground. Before she dropped them to the ground and rushed back up and grabbed more and lowered them to the ground. She did this again and again and again.
She saw the arrows coming. She slid in the air and dodged and grabbed more children. Then she saw more arrows coming and slid from left to right as rapidly as she could, dodging each and every one of them. She did this again and again and again as she dropped the children off then slash! She felt an arrow to her right. She then felt something bash into her. Then she looked to her right with one slashed as she tried to push back.
She looked to see a corpse of a man that, according to the flower in his hands, was a bystander. Beyond that was a fake fairy. It bared its fangs at her, almost as if it was trying to rip her throat out too. She spun and slashed the top wings and head. She then pulled out one of his arrows wincing at the pain.
That was when another corpse bashed into her. The next thing she felt was her earlobe being ripped off before she dragged the corpse backwards. Then she dragged the blade up cutting throat after throat. Then she saw the corpse coming. She dived up and over it. She stabbed the back as she landed. She ran to the next one. She flicked out her foot to push it out of the way and thrust her blade into the neck. She saw the next corpse falling and she kicked on and gripped the throat.
“How dare you use them in such a disrespectful way!” She growled before stabbing him.
That was when she felt a blade in her back. She looked to see one of them. She drove the blade back and stabbed it. Then she dragged her blade on like a dagger to the next one that came close to her. She then noticed more and more of the fake fairies falling like flies. Soon they were all gone!
Afterwards, more wanted to join.
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