The Dragon

Darticus circled the location of Atticus, like a hawk would on its prey. On the ground below Philippe was dealing blow after blow to the machines . The machines lay at the mercy of Philippe. And then the lead counsel shifted his attention to Atticus. By now, most of the damage was done. The men of the north, the people of the Kingdom and Darticus's own men were mostly dead or heavily injured. Now the angst and terror of the damage that occurred was mostly lost on Philippe. He wanted the head of Atticus, and so did Darticus.
As Philippe took aim and shot at the head of the gigantic robot that Atticus was in, Darticus flew above and was waiting for the right moment to blow fire on Atticus. He flew patiently above waiting for Philippe to lay as much damage as possible. Also he was looking around for the shapeshifters that only the fire of the dragon could kill. " A shapeshifter could only be killed the dragons breath, it was always said", and so it remained. About five shapeshifters were already killed by the dragon and the rest were at large,either in hiding or waiting for the right moment to strike. And in this war, the biggest surprise was that the ghosts did not participate in it, they have remained silent and elusive. And if they were to support a side , then it would surely be the side of Darticus.
And as for Klick, he was heavily injured in the beginning of the battle itself. His bravado and his foolishness had dealt him a large blow. The last anyone had heard of him was that he lay low in the mountains , hiding and getting some sort of herbal treatment from the Marakese. Afterall he was just a mortal. And as for the two men inflicting damage on Atticus, their mortality could be argued. In the eyes of the common man and women , they were immortal. They could bleed or lay unconscious , but they could never die. But the dragon rider did not believe in his immortality, he thought and to an extent knew that he was mortal. That a damage heavy enough could take his life. And if he could die , so could his brother Atticus. As the hawk circled its prey , one man was sure of his immortality by now. He was confident that he could never die , and his death could only be dealt by his mother with his wish or even against his wish.
Atticus was inside the machine, for the first time realizing that he has been cornered. " Even if I kill the man on the ground , the brute on top would surely kill me". He took control of both his robotic arms and sprayed bullets all around, he certainly did not take aim. He dealt bullets as he so pleased. Philippe took a large bullet to his chest and made a decision to retreat for the time being. Even though he can handle the bullets, his horse certainly cannot. He retreated into the mountains again, riding to the top. Darticus on seeing that his ally had retreated decided that it was time for him to deal the final blow. Now, he commanded the dragon. The Dragon darted straight towards Atticus and spewed fire on him. The first round was done, and there was no damage done. The dragon sighed and flew back on to the top, hiding itself between the clouds. Round two , Darticus said to the dragon. Again the dragon , darted towards the machine and Atticus and blew a large fire at him. Again there was no little or no damage at all. Atticus laughed inside the Robot." Fool , a machine will overpower your dragon". Now he took aim at the dragon and started to spray bullets again!. This time , his aim was perfect and a bullet brazed through the dragons tail, causing it a great deal of pain. Darticus looked at the damage and insisted that they continue on. The dragon decided otherwise, it chose to hide itself between the clouds.
Philippe had reached the top of the summit , and he was greeted by Angela and Arakur. They seemed a bit worried. Philippe's wound was almost healed by now. He got down from the horse and joined them. Atticus reigned supreme for the time being. Looks like it is going to be impossible to kill this man, said Arakur. Angela seemed to agree. The man cannot die, she added. No, he will die. He will die at the hands of his brother, said Philippe Confidently. Atticus waited for a while and seeing that the dragon and his brother had given up, raised his arms and shot bullets in the sky . It was a dance of victory. "That fool will die a merciless death" snared Philippe.