He talked loudly as he was still blowing fire, making sure his enemies understood what they were looking at. After several long seconds of exhaling a mountain size fire, Vaeludar closed his mouth and looked at his enemies. “I killed the Minotaur without getting killed, and I might as well to the same to do you. All of you. I’m going to make sure no one here goes into town on my watch.”
Then one of the thieves charged at the hybrid at great speed with a long spear. Unknown to the thief, the hybrid had a tail whipping in front of him.
Vaeludar whipped his tail right beneath the thief’s chin, which sent the thief flying up to the sky. As fast as the thief went running was the same speed he was sent flying upwards. “Well, there goes thief number one,” said Vaeludar. He gazed back at the four giants and the other thieves.
The four Cyclopes and the other thieves saw their comrade flying straight into the air and then turned to see the hybrid looking at them. “Get him!” they all shouted.
All the thieves charged forward with many weapons pointed at him. However, the four Cyclopes stood still.
Vaeludar readied his arms, bent his legs, curled his tail, and folded his wings. These people don’t know what they got themselves into, he thought.
When the people came running and surrounding him and a flap of his wings, he bent his legs tightly and pounded them into the ground.
A giant earthquake erupted from Vaeludar’s pounding. The thieves stumbled and tripped and lost their balance.
Vaeludar seized his chance and growled loudly. He charged at them. Vaeludar ran and pounded the thieves with his knuckles. Anyone he missed got whipped by his tall and sent flying into the barks of trees.
There were a few he jumped on and squashed with his dragon feet, digging his claws into their flesh and gravely injuring them. A few bunch he blew fire upon, incinerating them with hot dragon fire.
Even the last few didn’t have a chance in getting up and killing the hybrid. Vaeludar made sure he went at the fastest he could go and kill all the thieves that attempted to raid his home. Vaeludar quickly subjected all the thieves standing before his eyes.
As quickly as they were the first to attack was the same speed they the thieves were brought down by one creature, one hybrid. Vaeludar stood victorious above his fallen opponents. Now the Cyclops remained.
“How did he do it?” asked one Cyclops.
“I don’t know. I’d never seen a small insect kicking bigger insects.”
“He don’t matter, just eat the small fry. Complain later.”
Battle horns echoed in the air. Dark figures with spears and axes and longswords charged with a great amount of speed. Horse riders charged on horseback and came across the four giants. They began to clash against the four Cyclopes.
A small group of white horses came with the horseback riders and digging their horns into the Cyclopes’ legs. Unicorns!
Vaeludar excited to see Geraldus’ men charging and Unicorns charging into battle. The Unicorns and men joined Vaeludar’s fray, with their horns pointing at the legs. Both the men and Unicorns jabbed in different body sections of the Cyclopes.
But they all were coming from all around the Cyclopes and a few passed Vaeludar. Vaeludar flew away from the ground and watched a big battle going on the ground. From high, Vaeludar could see Alaric on horseback leading the charge.
The men-at-arms and the Unicorns jabbed at the four Cyclopes. Men battering with clubs banged at the legs, men with swords and axes cut into the ribs, and men with spears swung at the Cyclopes’ eyes. The Unicorns used their horns to cut deep into the legs of the Cyclopes.
However, the overwhelming Cyclopes used their arms to swipe back, knocking back seven men with one swing of their arm. No matter how deep the men and the Unicorns cut, the Cyclopes were feeling the weapons like an ant bite. Nothing harmful was coming their way. Suddenly, the fight ended: two Cyclopes were holding a Unicorn in their arms.
The men stopped attacking and the Unicorns looked at their captured friend.
“Lay down your weapons,” said a Cyclops, holding the Unicorn. “Or the little horsy loses its head.”
The men and Alaric hesitated. They have come this far deep into the woods only to be bested by having a single Unicorn held hostage by two Cyclopes. The Unicorns stood still like statues. They may have looked helpless to save the Unicorn captive, but there was something the Cyclopes did not know about:
Vaeludar!
“Don’t throw your weapons away!” he shouted, flying towards the two Cyclopes holding the Unicorn.
Vaeludar whipped his tail in the eye socket of the first Cyclops and blew red fire in the second Cyclops’s eye.
The Unicorn was freed but fell upon being freed. Once it collided with the ground, the Unicorn trotted to rejoin the other Unicorns.
Vaeludar flew up and down and all around three of the four giants. While the three claws of his wings ripped the hard skin of the third Cyclops’s legs, the fourth Cyclops came forward to try to help his comrades.
The forth Cyclops ran towards Vaeludar, but Vaeludar scratched the fourth Cyclops belly with a scorning, spiky tail. After dealing what could be a bee sting to the giant, Vaeludar swiped his wings at the giant, landing the middle of the four injured Cyclopes.
Vaeludar stood still while the four Cyclopes wounded by the eyes, legs, or belly. Like with the Minotaur, the pack of Black Dogs,
