Vaeludar saw a rock right on it, as if it was blocking two mountains that were being forced to move. He puffed a fireball at the rock, which broke into halves.
The mountains began to crumble and slide towards each other. An earthquake was shattering strongly if it was shaking the entire island. Rocks began to fall with the icy avalanche. The Ice Dragon lost his balance and began to fall off the edges. The exit was closing fast like two sliding glass doors.
Vaeludar’s human body began to sweat heavily from hot, heatwaves from inside his body. He was seeing the exit closing faster than his flying.
Charity touched his head and his eyes sparked in a purple blaze. Waving clouds emerged her skin. The clouds slithered up to Vaeludar’s wings. She was transferring her power into Vaeludar’s flying strength. This gave Vaeludar more power to fly two times faster.
Now flying a thousand times faster than a cheetah running at its highest speed, Vaeludar was able to fly straight through the collapsing light by an inch of his tail.
The crumbling mountains behind closed the entrance and sealed the Ice Dragon inside. Rocks fell and snow froze the mountains, making a giant ice glacier. Vaeludar and Charity had made a narrow escape from the Ice Dragon.
Vaeludar’s flying slowed down by ninety-seven percent. After narrowly escaping the crumbling mountains and the Ice Dragon, much of his body strength had drained him from his speed of flight. He stopped flapping his wings and soared with the wind.
Charity was relieved after a thousand years living under the eye of the Ice Dragon, which happened to be one of the heads for Lusìvar’s Five-Headed Dragon body; she was finally free of that place.
Above them, the light had faded away by the dark clouds again. The lands were covered in blackness. The lands were invested with great dullness and completely lifelessly. No stars or moon showed their brightness behind the clouds. The landscape was in complete blackness with no light.
Vaeludar drifted down to the ground with his legs taking a thrashing. Charity used her feet to soften the landing and keep Vaeludar from falling. It wasn’t easy; they slid on a hard rock on their feet.
After sliding to a complete stop, the female White Knight used a foot to stop them from sliding any more forward.
Vaeludar’s body strength was nearly out and kneeled down, breathing heavily. He dropped the Crystal Sword close by.
Charity pulled away from Vaeludar’s drained body. She was standing up fit, strong, and ready to move on. However, she saw the all-powerful, high-and-mighty hybrid kneeling down before her, breathing hard.
“You have limited energy just like I do,” she pointed out. “This is what happens when we use too much magic. It drains our body energy and eats it away from our age like a piranha eating its prey. I gave you some of my power to increase yours, and that was a lot. We used magic that can put us in a comatose state.”
“I’m glad I didn’t die from my magic,” said Vaeludar. The drained hybrid tried to stand on his back up. He slowly stood on his own feet without falling down. “I will try not to use too much magic. I could try to use some draconic power, but I don’t know how to use those powers of a Dragon.”
“And to think of the Crystal Dragon chose you as a possible successor to Valverno; you wouldn’t able to last five minutes against the Ice Dragon. Both your warlock and your dragon stamina have limitations and using them the wrong way will lead you to bad situations. That is why you need the hand armor artifact, for your stamina to increase.
“The hand will give you strong, brutal strength. The foot will give you speed. And the chest will give you defense. When you get all three, you will have the power of the Crystal Dragon god itself. Ultimately, you would become the Crystal Hybrid.”
“That would be taking the name of the dragon god,” said Vaeludar. His body was sweating up like a storm and he was panting softly. “I would become powerful like him. So, can you take me to the cave?”
“Once your strength comes back, we will be on our way.”
Vaeludar kneeled to the ground again, breathing harder than ever. He felt it would take a century before he would get his strength back.
Time had lapsed. It felt like hours before Vaeludar could get back on his feet. Once he was no longer breathing as heavily, he got up quickly. He softly swirled his wings and folded them up like paper.
“Vaeludar, are you ready?”
Vaeludar picked up the Crystal Sword and sheathed it.
“I’m ready to find that armor artifact and kill those witches, my mother’s sisters and the Fluting Piper who almost who took my foster sister twice,” Vaeludar answered firmly. “I’ll make sure they’ll never draw out the life force of any child ever again. Their hearts are cold as the Ice Dragon. I will deal with them, when I the hand armor.”
Vaeludar had widened out his wings, carried the White Knight of Charity, and took off in search of the cave.
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aeludar, land between those hills surrounded by those flatlands,” said Charity. “The cave is just hiding between those two hills.”
Vaeludar had landed in the middle of three hills with the dead trees with so much uncanny, human-face plants. Nothing cheery was in the black invested lands. The hills were two feet taller than Vaeludar and the White Knight.
“Cheerful place to hide an armor artifact,” said Vaeludar, taking a quick glance of the terrain of land he landed in. “Why not hide the armor in a volcano?”
“Don’t joke about nonsense, hybrid. This is
