Chapter 74: The Last Snowfall: Tale Spun to Doom Blood Moon’s Reign!
Adrei blocked her left agaisnt the swung coffin, her wounded arm smeared in red gels that rotted with screaming death of another soul, as the sovereign’s palm surged forward and sunk into her stomach, the impact reverberated through the land, covering the Dragon’s hused groan, before the sovereign grined, not with elgance, but with bloodlust as she spinned-kicked the Dragon’s head.
Adrei fell, her cheek scraped the debris like a blade on whetstone. As she glanced up, a towering shadow loomed, the coffin hovered with thorns from the sovereign’s palm before the dragon dodged sideways. The coffin relented as it drilled through the ground and uppercut the dragon in the chin, before thorns chained and bit into her neck, hurled her backward like a ragdoll to meet the sovereign’s right, thorned hook aimed at the face, but not before a block from the Dragon, her scales chipped as she landed, as her other arm clawed at the Monarch, before the soverign palmed the claws as she allowed the impale of the sharpness with a crazed smile, the bloods and souls of those who betrayed her toiling her sanity into only joy for slaughter.
"Do you see now? The scales you bathed your kin’s blood in...rotting with my dead souls."
Adrei widened her eyes at the red gels shimmering, scales melting into her human skins, but immediately narrowed her pupils in focus as she pulled the sovereign’s impaled hand, the claw still stuck in the palm as she muttered a might’s indifference right at her shivering, excited red eyes.
<Impact, Sow, Crickle>
Then her other fist struck back into the sovereign’s hand, the claw still clung like a bloodied twisted dance, heatwave swiping out from the sovereing’s back, as her guts were seeded explosive dusts and twisted into small explosions. She gasped again as the Dragon struck her again, another burst before striking her again. Chained explosions burst—not celebration, but a eulogy for wasted souls, each detonation spat splinters of bone, Adrei’s way of returning the souls La Llorona wasted, yet as Adrei stretched back her hand, the sovereign headbutted the dragon’s scaled hand before her impaled hand swung and threw Adrei off to the side, her grinning mouth breathing steam instead of blood from her victim.
The sovereign narrowed at the Dragon’s hushing breaths and tacted shoulders for hiding her exhaustion, the blood gel still seeping and rotting her scales off as the claws chipped away to merely sharper human nails. Given her resolution to use fist instead of claw...even her weapon screamed at her that this human vessel would not last long.
And so La Llorona pulled back her coffin with her thorned hand, puffing out her last steam, before she glanced up, narrowing her eyes and smiling.
"Say...your partner seems to have abandoned you, doesn’t she?"
Adrei spat out blood, even her red blood has been rotted into the mud like seed of corruption as she straightened herself. "A maidenless cunt like you would have hoped so."
The Dragon Queen eyed her rotting arm, flesh sloughing like pagan bark, as her ashen mantle still clung to her skin, unable to burn it away. She had an idea what her witch was trying to focus on and accomplish, just that it is extraordinarily difficult for her first time.