Blood Elf Monarch



From up above, Tristan could see hundreds of thousands of creatures from different races fighting against each other right in front of the formerly beautiful Caerleon City gates.

The lands, once brown-dry and cracked, were now like a sea of reddish brown mud. It even looked red from some angles, as blood kept spewing out from the downed enemies as the seconds goes on.

Those with power still resisted the enemies with all their might, while those who were weaker have reached their limits.

Even though the orcs, with their massive bodies and dark green skin, were easy to tell apart compared to the human and human-like figures, the elves, humans, and barbarians seemed to blur into one sea of confusion.

It was difficult to tell which one are enemies, and which one are friends.

Tristan closed his eyes and used Katra to search for those he could recognize from afar. Within a few seconds, he managed to find them.

A creature with a massive body, standing in front of the sea of orcs while fighting, has attracted his attention.

They are the warchief and the orc champions that have gone into a frenzy. As they swung their weapons without much thought, dozens of enemy soldiers fell beneath their feet, joining the mess of bodies and blood soon after.

Among the crowd, Tristan has spotted Ghrall. The orc's body was lined with painful wounds that oozed blood with each movement. Yet, the orc overlord didn't seem hindered by them one bit. His strength remained a force to be reckoned with as if the wounds were nothing but paint.

"An insane fight is going down there," Tristan muttered to himself. Behind him, Nara and Nora were standing guard, ready to receive their first order from the Monarch.

"Nara, Nora, go and unleash your rage. Destroy them all!"

"Yes, my Monarch."

One sentence was enough. Nara and Nora bowed in reverence once, before they jumped out, leaving through the plane's half-open door.

Whoosh!

The two jumped down and outstretched their hands as if they were wings. They kept speeding down head first, faster and faster as they reached down.

After a few seconds, they felt the distance was safe enough. Nara and Nora then looked at each other, communicating in signals they alone were able to understand.

In an instant, those fighting below witnessed a quick, yet magnificent transformation. The skies turned dark, and clouds started to gather and shake from the massive concentration of magic power.

Clap! Clap!

Two massive dragons appeared from what was once a singular, small dot on the sky. The two dragons roared an flapped their wings. 

Roarrr!

Nara swooped down in a beautiful arch, before she opened her maw and breathed a massive column of fire. As the Monarch ordered, she was to destroy everything, and she would never disobey a direct order.

It was clear that the fire dragon was enjoying her assignment.

"Watch out! Dragons!"  The panicking barbarians shouted, but there was no one who managed to run, as the dragons proceeded to destroy everything below. With their unparalleled strength, slaughtering everything below was nothing but child's play.

Nora used hardened, dense air to attack. With each flap of her wings, hundreds of swords made of thin air became weapons to rain down destruction.

Roarrr!

None of the barbarians have thought they would be facing two legendary creatures, and as such, none of them prepared specially made weapons and armor to counter their strength. Even though they attempted to shoot the dragons with their arrows, throw their lances, or even strike from up close, none of their attacks could pierce the dragons' hard scales.

Meanwhile, the Caerleon City warriors have realized help has come, and they were shouting in happiness. Those who were too demoralized to fight were now overflowing with courage. Now, they have a chance to win.

The orcs too could feel the presence of their leader, and they were even more boisterous than before.

Golug! Chiwiiik!

As for the space knights, they had planned to just wait and see how the situation develops, but now they immediately jumped into action, as the Asgardians' defeat were imminent.

To attack an object that could fly, they would need tremendous energy, and they decided to use the two spaceships they have brought. On command, they boarded the ship and flew up to stop the two dragons.

The sound of the spaceship's machines was drowned amidst the sea of storm clouds rolling above the sky, yet they pushed on, brandishing a pair of weapons that looked similar to a cannon made of hardened light. They locked onto Nora and Nara who were still busy unleashing their rage below.

"Target locked."

"Shoot the Jupiter Beam."

Winggggggggggg!

The sound of machines whirring could be heard, as the glow of the cannons became brighter and brighter, culminating in a massive laser being shot towards the two dragons. The brightness of the cannon attracted their attention, and their eyes widened upon realizing they were attacked by the spaceship hiding behind the forest this whole time.

Zap!

Boom! Kaboom!

The light of the laser brought massive, destructive energy with it. At the last second, Nora, who was the more tanky of the two, put herself as a shield for Nara who was unable to dodge.

A massive explosion shook the place as the laser collided with Nora's wings. She had folded her wings in front of her in order to protect her vital organs.

It was a massive attack, and both dragons were pushed back several hundred meters, before they fell like a pair of meteors into the ground. All the barbarians and Caerleon City warriors who were unable to dodge died on the spot.

"Nara, Nora, can you hear me? Are you okay?" Tristan who witnessed the event quickly asked, concerned about their well-being. Unexpectedly, the two dragons answered without delay.

"We're fine; those ships will never be able to stop us. It is time for our counterattack."

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Written by Avans, Published exclusively by W.e.b.n.o.v.e.l,