Chapter 13- Gang fighting a dragon?!!

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Chapter 13- Gang fighting a dragon

Author: Ede David

Blood Fang made his way on top of trees, hiding behind its barks and progressing gradually, while Zernon advanced with swift speed upon bare ground.

Although he was still grinning, he was very serious, as this was a dragon they were facing off.

He, himself didn't believe that he would fight a dragon one day. Although the dragon wasn't fully developed.

There was no need to run, because this dragon was already hell-bent in having them as meal.

Like a meteor, the dragon dived downwards with open mouth, intending to swallow up Blood Fang.

"Just focus." Zernon's voice rang out from his side, as he appeared in front of him in a flash.

Blood Fang, already obvious to his assistance, said nothing and just continued onwards.

BANG!

Zernon held all three swords in both hands and took a solid stance with a sturdy march.

He then swung the sword down in a horizontal manner, clashing the swords with the teeth.

Blood Fang was surprised as he watched, commenting inwardly 'Striking from that angle made him parry most of the force and suffer minimal backlash.'

The dragon was momentarily halted, so Blood Fang jumped on its massive body in one fluid motion.

Zernon's hand rang like a bell, and immense pain permeated his arms, but he swiftly pushed backwards.

Orange and white colour shone piercingly like a rainbow in the clear sky, as a mighty stream of flames showered down

Zernon moved to the side; moving a lot of distance away.

A new colour shone through this time, it rested on the ground rather weakly, it was the obsidian-black ashes that appeared as a result of burning down the nearby trees, grasses and rocks.

A sickly odour arose, and it seemed even their mouths could perceive that pungent smell of burn, and it tormented their noses, all the way to their stomachs.

The dragon, seemingly unaware of Blood Fang's presence on his back, turned to focus on Zernon.

Two gigantic bat wings rose up and down in a mighty flap, it simply launched into the air and with a swift streak, it closed down furiously.

BOOM!

Suddenly, an explosion resounded on the dragon's back, sending it flying down miserably.

Zernon that was already few meters away from the dragon, looked up and he saw a figure cloaked in blood-red clothes hurling something to the other end of the dragon.

It was at that point, the explosion had occurred and Blood Fang was already off the back; skillfully dodging the explosion.

Zernon instantly recognized that thing, Blood Fang had thrown.

It was a Draze; what he threw was a small, circular shaped disk made out of special iron; most drazes could even be made by Wilo Iron. It had sharp edgings and had a rope tied at eastern end of the circular

iron, the rope was slightly on top a small patch of foreign surface, that didn't look iron but resembled stone instead.

The way it worked was using two drazes, you could scratch the two stone surfaces and create a spark, that when properly turned well, could light the rope, engulfing the rope and channeling over to the end

of the rope, which was at the middle.

At the middle, was then a very small compartment that contained gunpowder, when the fire reached

the gunpowder, it will then…

But it took approximately a second for the fire to reach the middle gunpowder compartment, so it had to be thrown in a range of two seconds after the draze had been lighted.

The problem was that all drazes were frighteningly heavy, so heavy that only very few could be carried, and furthermore, it required strong Hunters with remarkable strength, to hurl a draze effectively.

More primitive drazes can only be thrown like a sharp disk, but more advanced drazes could do something like sending the dragon hurdling down to the ground with a bang.

Smoke and dust hazily covered their vision, but they could faintly make out a miserable-looking figure laying weakly on the ground, but its painful and agonized wails could be heard clearly.

"Just like that." Zernon frowned in doubt as he gazed suspiciously at the dragon.

Blood Fang had already flown out of the dragon on time, and landed several meters away from Zernon and said: "If not for you parrying and distracting the dragon, I wouldn't have been able to kill it." His

voice was crisp and full of emotionless coldness, just like Maevery, still continuing, "I will spare you because of that."

That was his gratitude shown!

A very unreasonable person indeed!

Zernon smiled; gazing at him for a while but after he had turned around to leave, Zernon's expression changed ugly, but before he could say anything, Blood Fang had already shot out away.

It was at that exact moment, that a massive pillar of flames had erupted out in Blood Fang's direction.

GRAWWR!!!

The dragon; that was deemed as finished, flew up in the sky and let out a massive, sky-shaking roar full of unparalleled rage and fury.

How dare this ants challenge it this way!!!

"True enough, dragon scales are very hard, even a direct hit from a draze couldn't completely kill it."

Zernon frowned but oddly enough, he was still smiling.

"This guy's reaction is good." He gazed at Blood Fang and silently commented.

Blood Fang appeared right next to Zernon and having just narrowly escaped death, he was still very calm as if flirting with death was a very normal thing in his life.

'And I have already thrown the two drazes that I have on me.' Blood Fang's brows slowly creased in annoyance.

Zernon pulled out another sword and bit the hilt; he then seemed to be struck with an idea.

He turned over to Blood Fang and said "Borrow me one of your swords."

"No."

"You have two but you are just using one, just lend me one"

"This sword is speci- nevermind, take this one." Blood Fang handed the broadsword in his hands to Zernon while he used the other one.

He wanted to exclaim: "But you already have three, why.."

Zernon placed that broadsword on the back of his knee and folded his left leg, gripping it there.

He then hopped on his right leg, taking some stationary steps before speaking out. "We have to cut off the wings, I will cover you."

The dragon came down and shot at them like a missile, breathing a stream of flames as it crashed down Zernon hopped forward, using that one leg for flashstep; appearing a considerable distance away from

Blood Fang.

Blood Fang, although surprised at the way Zernon was moving and remarkable balance he had for him to do something like this, ignored it and continued from behind; running intently towards the dragon.

Facing the flames that were burning towards him, Zernon rushed forward with no fear; only that creepy smile on his jolly face.

Blood Fang frowned; did this guy want to die so badly?!

Why rush in like that?!

It was commendable how this young man, although just a 'three star gold rank,' had managed to parry off a dragon headfirst, but he seriously doubted that he would have the ability to dispel this large

amount of fire.

Did he have a death wish? Somewhat appalled at this person's recklessness, Blood Fang wanted to rush forward to see what he could do, when his shock and surprise was doubled.

Doubled because, Zernon stood there with one leg and like a human top, he spun like a tornado, sharp and destructive.

The flames clashed with his figure, but very most of it were repelled away by the continuous, quick spinning of his body.

The repelled flames fell like weak embers unto the ground and were then swept off by the massive rise of wind that had just formed because of the currently charging dragon.

Its large mouth was wide open, showcasing its sharp teeth.

"If I flashstep, I can directly pass through and enter its' throat and deal with it internally, but it can just simply breathe flames and I am dead." Zernon quickly brushed off that idea as he stood his stance, and waited for the dragon to come.

Blood Fang followed behind slowly and stealthily.

CLANG!

A deafening sound broke through the air, as the dragon was parried away again.

If other Hunters were here to see this, their jaws would have definitely fallen wide open like a retard, trying to process this.

That was because the dragon had been parried away again. A dragon is a mystical and very mysterious Beast; crowned concretely as the king of all Beasts, its might was superb and its strength was terrifying.

It wasn't impossible to see or hear about a Hunter that could parry a dragon, in fact some geniuses in those Seven Factions could do the same… but it was just too rare; even much scarce when it was a Hunter of Zernon's age for that matter.

Blood Fang looked at Zernon with slight wonder; this was someone he thought will be easy to kill, but from how it looked, if he wanted to kill this man, it will be close to impossible, and even if he succeeded, he

might lose an arm or a leg… literally.

The dragon still consumed with rage, flew up and rained down an inferno of immolating flames from above like a doomsday shower.

Zernon swiftly flashstepped back, but the dragon just casually moved its head forward and kept on redirecting the flames easily.

'We really need to cut off those wings.' This thought struck both men; it will be too hard to kill this dragon, if it just keeps on raining flames from above and they couldn't reach it.

"Throw me." Blood Fang's cold voice rang out.

Zernon's smile turned a little wry; how did he expect him to throw him, when he was here, trying not to get burnt to ashes?!

He ignored him and continued running with steps full of skill that made running; that was supposed to be somewhat miserable appear very cool and flashy.

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