Chapter 183: When Wavemates Fell
Dominic was lost in memories of the worst day of his life for a long moment, then continued.
"The first thing that I saw was the smoke. So much smoke. Then the Dagos uniforms coming out of a burning house. They were throwing the bodies in the street as they cleared the village.
They weren’t even sparing the children.
The next thing that I remember, I was on a Dagos soldier. Dragon Claws tear through flesh like tearing soft bread, you see.
He wasn’t shocked, even at the last moment, there was nothing but hate in his eyes.
I took his short sword and chased another soldier into a house. I used to idolize the Manor Guards, I watched them every afternoon during training and memorized their sword drills, practicing with a stick for a blade.
Half the village kids did."
Dominic realized that he was delaying, and focused on the story.
"The sounds of burning houses and soldiers looting drowned out any sound that soft leather boots made on the floor, and the second man never even saw me coming. I don’t know why, but I tore his throat out with my claws.
I never did use that sword. I’ve still got it, and it’s never been used since.
When I came out, someone had found the first body, and the soldiers were gathered in the town square. They saw me right away, but they were standing in a defensive circle. I screamed at them, and it turned into a gout of dragon fire, the first time I ever used the ability in my life.
An entire unit died there.