large scorched mark was plastered like a hieroglyph in the body of the Five-Headed Dragon; the Five-Headed Dragon was dead and the Shadow King defeated!

Vaeludar smiled at his handy dandy work and flew towards the mountains, remembering the promise he made to the White Knight of Charity.

A KNIGHT’S PASSING

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aeludar soared all the way towards the castle he rescued the White Knight of Charity, where she used to rule as a princess before leaving it behind, wishing it burnt to the ground.

The hybrid flew high in the sky, looking over the abandoned kingdom that was once a kingdom. A kingdom that has driven into the worse greed he could ever think possible. He remembered entering the place: the princess’s room. How embarrassing that would be if the others found out about that.

Vaeludar flew higher and higher into the sky, with his eyes turning into fiery and his ears puffing out smoke. As he touched the clouds, he dived straight like a falcon towards the castle. He spat out three fireballs and all went…

BOOM!

The castle exploded into gushes of a great explosion.

Vaeludar swept up and down, blowing out a fire at every building of this cursed place. He was blowing out yards of orange, raging fire all throughout the lost kingdom just like a real fire-breathing Dragon destroying a village.

Vaeludar was burning down the entire place, due to the promise he made to the White Knight. She didn’t want to remember the place nor never wanting to go back there. So Vaeludar decided to return and burn everything he could see to ashes. He slammed into different buildings and farmhouses on fire. Eventfully, he slammed and whipped in and out of the castle in different sections.

After rampaging for ten minutes, Vaeludar rose to the sky and saw the entire kingdom on fire and no traces of building fragments were seen. Everything single building in this kingdom was broken down to rubble and condensed to ashes and dust. The lost kingdom now became the destroyed kingdom. Vaeludar had fulfilled his promise and flew back towards the village where he battled the Five- Head Dragon.

Vaeludar landed in the very spot where he saved the girl from being sacrificed to the dragon statue. He stood beside two skeletons drenched in blood. He saw Marina, who had her siren fangs and claws and mouth sopping in blood, standing in front of two witches who seemed to be pleading for mercy.

“You stole the youths of girls,” yelled Marina. “You used the gems of the Sirens’ singing voices, my breathe kin, to lure them away, and you stole them from dead Sirens’ bones. Why should I spare you? I am a Siren, and I did away with two friends. Why should I spare you?”

“Because they are my mother’s sisters whom I will deal with them,” answered Vaeludar.

Marina and the two powerless witches turning to the hybrid.

“Vaeludar,” the female trio said.

Vaeludar seemed to be standing by the bones of the other two witches Marina mentioned, which meant the Siren had a feast made of two witches. It seemed Marina’s raging abilities had gotten the better of her.

“Marina, that is enough,” said Vaeludar. “I’ll deal with them since I killed the Five-Headed Dragon.”

“Alright,” said Marina, walking backward so Vaeludar would walk up towards the two witches, and one of them whom he recognizes as the hermit he met earlier.

Vaeludar looked straight at the unhooded hermit who turned out to be a witch with an ugly face like the other three.

“You said Belverda was a sister of you witches. Now it seemed there were five instead of four. Two have been killed by a Siren and now two are remaining standing without their powers. The fifth, my mother, is somewhere else.

“Besides being witches, living for a thousand years is a sin. Now I am wondering if I should spare you.”

“Your mother would spare us,” said the unhooded hermit. “She would give us a second chance.”

“I am not my mother, am I? I am Vaeludar. Her son. I have her magical abilities, not her personality. I have just killed Lusìvar in his dragon body, but his Spirit has not been broken. Now I have the armor gauntlet and I have only two more to go. That reminds me.”

Vaeludar stretched out his arms, showing off his evolved body. He showed the two women he wasn’t without great power.

“I know have certain when I placed the artifact on my arm, it gave me the knowledge of where I can find the second artifact: at this laboratory. Now, this village is free from your control. Go away and stay away from human life. You wasted your lives in vain. Go away into the woods and never come out alive.”

“But, hybrid,” protested the other witch. “Your mother…”

“My mother…” Vaeludar came to a pause. “I am not my mother!” Vaeludar snapped loudly and swung the Crystal Sword horizontally. A hard gush of wind blew from the quick swing and the two witches suddenly collapsed; their eyes were wide open but they showed no signs of breathing.

Vaeludar blew orange fire on upon the bodies of the four witches, the two collapsed witches and the two skeletons: the witches were dead!

“Vaeludar, you just…you just…” Marina gasped at what he did: killed unarmed women in a deep coldness

“I made a mistake already when I let them lived four years ago. A year after I saved your life, Marina. How many girls have lost their youths because I allowed these witches to live? How many were sacrificed by letting these old witches live? How many girls could I have saved, if I killed these witches four years ago? I made the mistake of sparing these witches four years ago and I ended up sacrificing more innocent girls to these witches so they can

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