When the Wyvern didn't react to the final warning given to him, August was compelled to use his last measure. Closing his eyes. He concentrated, heading his call the bracelet changed its form, a long straight, slender single edged, icy - white blade appeared, giving away the illusion of falling snow.
Holding the white handle with golden stripes of the blade with one hand, August felt the shimmering cold up to his very core, chills running down his spine less because of cold but more of the power that the blade seemed to contain.
With the growing surges of pain, and now the icy cold temperature August, knew that the backlash would hit him harder than anything he had ever experienced. Well this was a problem for later, right now he has to defeat this giant intellectual creature in front of him which began to flatter his wings and rose up from the ground.
Closing his eyes again he knitted his brows together in determination. Holding the blade with both of his hands at the eye level, even while the continuous surges of pain continued as such, straight from his heart he made an imaginary pathway for the flames to move towards the tip of the blade.
With that, the pure white blade started burning with dark gloomy flames with dark flakes of snow continuously falling down from it.
Wyvern also felt the weight of that power, which the human boy just unraveled before him.
' to think a child of his age would be wielding a divine weapon of that calibre. '
Looking at August it was clear to him that the boy was also struggling to keep that power in check. So the Wyvern tried to end this once and for all.
Opening its mouth the creature inhaled and let out the blazing flames of dragonfire. Heat coming from the sun felt like a cold breeze in front of that blazing fire raining down at the forest burning every tree, every leaf and the creatures residing along with.
Fire began to spread, monsters and beasts running for their lives just to get out of the vicinity. Everything was burning around and at the centre remained nothing but ash.
Valmunt flapped his wings making remaining speck of dust and ashes settle. When most of the impact area seemed black and gray with nothing left behind, the wyvern thought of August as good as dead.
His draconic eyes widened, pupils shrunk when his gaze fell upon the still standing human boy with his dark flames ignited sword. Apart from the fire proof trousers and the robe protecting his torso, he received multiple burning wounds. The red flesh under his fair burnt skin could be seen all over his body. In fact apart from some patches, there was no sign of his skin which should have been covering the now visible red flesh and ready to burst blood vessels.
But the unrecognisable bleeding and burnt face of his showed no sign of pain on the other hand he carried another expression of uneasiness as though shivering with the cold. His body was badly burnt apart from his hands which seemed to be in possession of white crystalline frost, up to the elbow.
After a few seconds, the dark mass originating from his heart covered his body and the burnt parts got healed and the skin regenerated quickly.
The burns were gone, the frost on the other hand continued spreading further.
There were insights of some powerful knowledge that he failed to understand, like a name of forgotten friend or some wry detail of an early morning dream.
Looking above at the creature with the eyes of his which naturally had just a hint of red in them now glowing in the shade of blood red. He pointed dark flames covered left hand towards the high flying wyvern, Valmunt suddenly stopped flapping his giant wings and was left in a state of suspension until he ultimately felt the pressure pulling him downward.
August pulled that creature down manipulating the gravity around him once again which August himself had no idea how he had done that.
The creature fell down with a roar, like a wingless bird falling down from the sky. Black and gray shades of ashes once again covered the atmosphere making it difficult to see. A flash of dark lightning passed in the ashy atmosphere with the several thunderous roars left behind. The wind blew carrying the gray dust with itself. Valmunt, the wyvern roared in utter helplessness when he saw the two giant wings of his severed from the shoulder joint of his humerous with a clean blow as the cold ice still lingered in the bleeding wound.
Half sweating, half shivering from the cold now reaching up to his right shoulder irregular trails of lightning that could be seen occasionally August, gathered all his determination. Oozing with bloodlust he ran a few steps again and jumped, towards his giant opponent.
Both hands on the white - golden handle covered with icy white frost, the blade bathed in dark flames. Coming down at the wyvern to end it once and for all leaving behind long trails of flames as well as the snowflakes.
[ ECLIPSE OF THE BURNING BLADE ]
Giving an illusion of dark black eclipse on a sunny day as the flames covered the sight of that giant creature slicing its huge neck like a hot knife carving through slice of butter —with one clean blow.
Splashing the blood everywhere the sliced lifeless head as well as its headless body fell on the ground.
With that once a proud mighty commander of the wyvern battalion, loyal to his king.
Fell by the hands of a human boy.
August immediately dismissed the sword as both of this arms falling numb from the recoil impact from the blade ' Eirglace '.
Warming up the frost stricken arms of his from the last of his energized mana the ice began melting.
Struck by the immediate backlash as severe pain in the head and his unnaturally fast beating heart August couldn't manage to endure and fell unconscious with a last glance at the young dragon, who was staring at him helplessly from a distance not being recovered properly from his grave injuries.
The sun was about to hide behind the mountains illuminating the sky with radiant shades of red and Orange.
Feeling a cold breeze, the young dragon heard someone talking,
"" ----> I didn't think someone could kill a warrior like Valmunt let alone a human of his age. ""
""----> Huh? Isn't that good.... Now we don't have to concern ourselves with that moron anymore. ""
Listening to them cracking jokes and talking as they stood there beside the seemingly lifeless body of August, Noir regained his senses with a cough.
Being a dragon surely helped him a lot as he was feeling quite well after resting for some time. On the other hand looking at August he knew that even after his body is healed properly -- the backlash was too much for a human body to handle.
His vision fell upon the giant slayed creature with its head sliced completely off his body leaving behind burnt - frozen contradictory marks.
' He did it, he killed a wyvern, Valmunt of all. '
Looking at August he uttered himself,
" Who Are you? How are you this strong? "
As his vision of August got interrupted by two men wearing armour with swords tied from their waists, Noir already knew them.
' soldiers? '
The soldiers of the Wyvern army, the two of them were here, chatting with each other soundly which made it difficult for Noir to find their true intentions.
' what do they want? They didn't take me while I was unconscious, what does that mean. Are they not here for me? Or are they waiting for someone?'
A sudden wave of anger surged throughout his body as he saw one of them withdrawing his sword and aiming it at August ---- the other soldier watching in amusement let out a shallow gasp as the upper body of his companion got wiped out from a beam of dragonfire leaving the lower part burning on the ground.
Terrified, he suddenly took a defensive stance unsheathing his sword as he looked towards the source of the beam, to his surprise there was no one.
The moment he turned his head, the soldier felt the impact of being punched so hard that he heard his bones shattering while falling on the ground.
When he looked up to see the attacker, he saw a boy - his eyes burning in anger, as the boy held him by the armour of his saying,
" How dare you? "
The man -- on ground, unable to move, when tried to transform into his Wyvern form he found his neck held by Noir instantly, looking into his eyes the boy asked.
" Tell me. Is that bastard ' Darious ' behind this? "
Looking at the tensed reaction that the soldier gave, suspicions of the young dragon became truth at that moment.
" So that traitorous scum, still wants me dead huh? "
He said before snapping the neck of that soldier to death with his strength only.
Sighed with relief, Noir tried to pick August up in order to make him rest at a more comfortable location, sensing the movement around August suddenly regained his consciousness.
Coughing continuously, when he looked at the face of the boy supporting him to stand he said just one word with his unclear speech,
" w—water "
Leaving him beneath a tree at a distance from the burnt area, Noir immediately set out to look for a nearby water source. The forest was dense and noir didn't know how to fly in human form. Despite that, he jumped as high as he could, after making numerous jumps above the forest he was unable to locate a water source in that clear starry night.
When finally he saw a place reflecting moonlight, the young dragon immediately realised it to be a lake.
He rushed to the place and came back to August with the fresh water.
He felt relieved after drinking that cold water.... As he looked around him, then at himself, August was surprised to know that despite the pain he was feeling, there wasn't a single wound in his body.
Skin clear, devoid of any scars. He looked up for the grave wounds on the back but there weren't any. Twitching muscles, nauseating feeling of blood now running normally through the vessels. A sudden gasp, deep inhale and August felt a sense of refreshment with another sip of that cold water.
"It's true" he uttered to himself "water —the elixir of life"
Looking around at the burnt portion of the forest and the signs of destruction his gaze fell upon the young dragon who also didn't have any grave injuries either, then he asked the boy looking into his eyes,
"are you alright?"
The boy frowned, looking at him he put a hand on his forehead as he smiled and said,
"you fought, a Wyvern receiving fatal blows and first thing after coming to senses you ask that if I am alright?"
As his expressions turned concerned, turning his gaze away from August, he said,
"Why didn't you just leave? That wasn't your problem"
Listening to the young dragon, August gave a subtle smile and said, "I won, didn't I?"
"Yes you did but, y - you could've died" said the young dragon facing downwards with the drops falling from his teary eyes.
Putting a hand on his head and patting it gently August said, " But I am alive, aren't I? "
" That's not the point ", Noir lashed out.
" Hey! Have some trust in me ' little bro ' " listening to August as he said, Noir wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him.
August gently moved his hand over Noir's head, groaned, " hey! Take it easy boy! At this rate I am going to die...." As Noir did lose his grip around him a little.
" Also I want to make one thing clear " August said pushing the dragon boy by one hand on his forehead.
Noir looked above at the human boy who was making a serious expression, like there was about to begin the most important discussion.
Noir judging from the seriousness of the situation, behaved properly as he moved back a bit and sat looking at him with his full attention and said,
" What's that? "
August as he frowned with the determination in his eyes said with a confident, heavy tone,
" I didn't just "
" You didn't just... What? " Replied the boy attentively.
" I didn't just fight him, I slayed the damn beast "
Said August with his chest puffed —proud of himself.
All his excitement which just turned into dust, the young dragon held back a lot as he turned his gaze away with a sigh.
On the other hand, the human boy hasn't completed the task of cockyness bestowed upon him by the great heavens itself as he said,
" Now as I've earned the title, I can call myself
' dragon Slayer '. "
Noir looking at him with a blank stare replied,
" Really? "
" What's with that bland reaction? Huh? Behold! You are in the presence of the great dragon Slayer Augustus. "
" ( The great? Why tho? ) That was a Wyvern by the way. "
" Isn't all the same stuff, C'mon spare me with the species bullshit "
" You know I am the acting Dragon King right? "
" What? No! You never told me. "
( Shouting )
" Well I am telling you now and keep that in mind, dragons and Wyverns are different "
" Now you're just acting like this. Ah! I know you are just jealous of me that I acquired the title of the great dragon Slayer before you that's why you are refusing to acknowledge me. "
" ( Again with the great? ) No I'm not jealous. Why would I be, I am a dragon as well you know? "
" Then acknowledge me as the great dragon Slayer "
" ( Ahhh...the hell this ' great ' crap )
Okay! Okay! I acknowledge you as the dragon Slayer, happy now? "
" Yes, but you forgot ' the great ' "
" Aughhh..... ++ ".
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