POV RadiantHero:
The man in the polished heavy armour stood in the middle of the forest. Six figures wearing black mantles with their faces covered under dragon-shaped masks made out of different materials were evenly spread around him, forming a circle.
The man in armour was holding his bastard sword, light radiating out of its blade as he faced the evil cultists that encircled him, pointing their weapons at him.
“What do you want here? This is a territory of great elder wyrm? Why are you trespassing here?” suddenly, one of the masked figures spoke, muffled by his mask.
RadiantHero rised his sword, its blade glowing in bright light as he spoke filled with anger at the evil players acting as innocent, “Surrender now and stop your evil acts. You are destroying lives of innocent NPSs… “he stopped as he realised that he sounded too aggressive before continuing in a much calmer tone, “Ehmm, lead me to the wyrm that leads you! I came here to negotiate.”
“What the hell? I don’t get it, are we supposed to surrender, fight or negotiate?” the same evil player who spoke before looked at him while scratching on his neck with his free arm.
Everything became silent, the tension almost turning palpable. Everyone was tightly gripping their weapons, ready for the fight to erupt at any second.
‘I have higher level and better equipment, but there is more of them with their reinforcements not being too far from here.’
“I came here to negotiate for you to cease your evil actions, and I am ready to use force if necessary!.”
All of the vile masked players looked at each other, and Hero immediately recognised that they were likely speaking with private messages.
“We can’t take you to our master right now… he is occupied.”
“Stop lying! How can an elder wyrm be occupied? They spend most of their time just sleeping on their hoard!
“I knew it! You just want to take advantage of this conflict for your evil goals! You are just using that wyrm as a shield to prevent justice from punishing you for your vile acts of theft, kidnapping and murder!”
‘I am sure that these evil, chaotic players were these that provoked this conflict between the wyrm and baron in the first place. The wyrm was likely living in the mountain for centuries, and now suddenly there is a problem… that is too big of a coincidence.’
“Die! I will end your evil conspiracy!” Hero could no longer hold himself back, seeing the vile schemes of the vile players causing conflict and strife for innocent NPCs. He bent his legs and launched forward at an inhuman speed, accompanied by a flash of blinding light. His heavy armour was clanging and radiating bright light, all of the evil players around him frozen in fear of incoming justice.
POV Vesuvius:
The battered dragon was lying beside the giant crashed spaceship on a large metal plate. His whole body was hurting as hell, with his beautiful scales being covered in scratches and dents.
He just wanted to rest for a few days as his body slowly mended, ‘Should I retreat… no, I caused lots of damage. Maybe all I need to do now is wait until the war ends. I can learn some new spells in the meantime.’
Vesuvius’s mood immediately skyrocketed, making him want to grin, but he stopped, remembering all of the accidents when something got into his mouth while he was grinning, ‘That’s it! Why was I so eager in this war… I just need to snipe enemies from a safe distance, to support the red ones. Their forces were already balanced in the beginning, and now is their elite unit and one miniboss dead. Just this can be enough to break the balance! I just probably need to wait for the final battle to happen and ensure that the red boss wins by shooting at the blue boss from a distance!’
The dragon calmed down and cleared his thoughts as he focused on his ability of dragon magic, new knowledge flowing into his mind.
He immediately poured his mana, a warm feeling spreading from his heart all the way to his horns. Suddenly rings of glowing, quickly rotating magical symbols formed around his long curled horns with a surface looking like a near melting point iron with a golden webbing. The symbols started to orbit around them like rings around a planet as Vesuvius kept pouring more and more mana into them.
The symbols kept igniting one by one, their glow increasing as the dragon fed mana into them. Finally, all of them blazed up in blinding orange light, but nothing happened; they just kept rotating.
‘This isn’t mental magic but elemental, so why isn’t anything happening? It is supposed to create a fiery aura around me… wait, that’s it, the dragon magic always uses already exiting organs or abilities of dragons!’
The dragon’s thick and oppressive invisible aura spread through the surrounding, even the air turning thick under the pressure. The rings of magical symbols orbiting around the horns immediately flared up even more, waves of orange light pulsing out of them and mixing with blue and gold electrical light.
The invisible aura around the dragon gained a physical form. A whirl of orange flames with a golden tint was radiating out of the dragon in a circular shape spreading in all directions, immediately turning surrounding grass into cinders. Their colour turned less and less vibrant as they slowly became more opaque with their distance from the dragon.
The flames mixed with the cloud of thick smoke sparking electricity around the dragon’s black-scaled body, looking like a fiery storm.
Seeing that the metal plate under the dragon didn’t even fully melt from that, Vesuvius immediately frowned, ‘I was expecting everything around me to melt. This is definitely not on the level of my breath or even flames of my cloak spell… it is just like a regular flame from burning wood.’
Such flames might be extremely deadly for normal humans, but they would be only inconvenient for superhumans in the magical world of Lorenia, and the dragon knew it.
However, Vesuvius still felt hopeful, feeling like this spell had more into it, ‘My dragon aura is weak for now… as I am not even an adult, but auras of ancient dragons can easily spam huge distances and kill regular people with just their presence. With that, this spell will turn into a true weapon of mass destruction.’
