Book 15: Chapter 95
It was the first time I bore witness to such a brutal war. The dragons soared in the skies. They were so densely packed together that the sight resembled dark clouds covering sky. Following their incensed roars would be a rain of bloody scales as well as wounded dragons grimacing as they smashed into the ground. Blood poured from the sky. The dragons’ battle was simple, yet savage. There was no chance to spit fire or ice because they didn’t fight a long distance battle. Dragons were also wild beasts. Their fighting method was biting and ripping with their claws.
Irina fearlessly charged at the horde to fight them, while all I could do was quake at the entrance of the cave. I very much wanted to help her, but their fight was nothing short of a battle between gods to me. My dragon scales that I took pride in were frail to them, as my scales could only be considered half complete; they lacked the density of a true dragon’s scale. My magic couldn’t hurt them and neither did blades. Furthermore, it couldn’t be any simpler for them to kill me. It wasn’t a battle I could partake in. It was a battle between dragons; not a human war.
I couldn’t even talk them out of it, as they wouldn’t even give me their attention. I kept my eyes on Irina, who was in the middle of the horde, the entire time. Irina was different to other dragons. She was more transparent than they were in terms of appearance. That said, she wasn’t her usual gentle and soft self in battle. She was akin to a crazed soldier. She roared as she attacked the dragons around her. They were all her former neighbours and friends. On the battlefield, they were her nemeses.
Irina bit the dragons around her without caring about the fact that she, too, was bleeding from injuries. She was smothered with blood. It was impossible for her to tell if she was looking at herself or her opponent.
Irina bit the neck of another dragon. Irina ignored her opponent’s cries and chomped her neck off. The dragon let out one final cry of pain before collapsing to the ground. Her blood sprayed as if a tornado hit, leaving a sickening stench into the air. A dragon bit Irina’s leg from behind. Irina mercilessly kicked the dragon in the eye, stabbing her claw through her eyes. Irina pulled her opponent’s eyeball straight out of her head. However, the dragon didn’t release her despite crying out. Soon enough, a second dragon bit Irina’s other leg. Irina desperately attempted to break free, but the horde didn’t let the opportunity slip. They approached her from two sides and bit her wings. Irina struggled with all her might as she cried out, but it was a simple matter for them to bite one of her wings off with their sharp teeth that cut as smooth as butter. Irina lost her balance in the air. A dragon next to her mercilessly wounded her with her sharp claws before another group smashed her down to the ground.
As one would expect, Irina couldn’t defeat them. She launched off for my sake and managed to kill three, but nonetheless, ended up being knocked to the ground. She pathetically landed on the ground. Owing to her wing being bit off, blood was spraying all over the place. The horde let out a victory cry and then dove down to go after Irina.
“Don’t! Stop! Noo!!” I don’t know where I got the courage from, but I rushed over to Irina’s arms and shouted.
Irina shouted out to me with a mouth full of blood, “Don’t come out!! Don’t come out! Don’t! Troy! You’ll get hurt if you come out!! Hurry and run!”
“I can’t watch you be ripped apart!”