Chronicles of Apocalyptica

🔥 THE HELLFIRE 🔥

Chapter 4: The Taking
📖 ORIGINAL VERSION 📖

🐉 The Taking 🐉

Sometimes the best things are forcefully acquired.

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Prince Nodran's seasoned battle warriors rode onto her land. They looked as if they had just returned from war.

Their horses had wet white foam frothing from their mouths and around their saddles. The beasts looked exhausted and worn out. The company came to a halt in front of her.

A beating of wings caught Relana's attention, she looked up to see a dragon hybrid flying above her head. It took her a moment to realize it was the Prince.

Nodran landed. He had a seven-foot tail that swished back and forth with irritation behind him.

Sapphire wings spread out wide from his back. His wingspan was thirteen feet wide. His black hair fell effortlessly around sapphire horns. Electricity danced inside his wings.

He stood tall and his piercing blue eyes fixed upon Relana. He was adorned with his elaborate draconian battle armor. It was white and royal blue with spiked shoulder pads, trimmed in silver.

He folded his wings behind his back, his sapphire eyes glowing with power.

The expression in the Prince's eyes was hard, it was directed at her. Relana could not hide her shock at his appearance. She dropped to her knees at his feet.

Laughter caught Nodran's ears, he turned his attention to see the object of his visit covered in pig dung and mud.

He grit his teeth in annoyance. Nodran was not in the mood for humor. He turned his attention back to Relana.

He growled; he was having difficulty being nice today. He could see the remnants of half-eaten pies on the ground, "Relana, it is time to keep your end of our deal. Why is he not ready and where are my pies?"

Relana shook in fear at his feet, his tone was harsh and to the point. "Sire, I have more pies in the kitchen, I am sorry, my Grace," She faltered under his icy glare.

Prince Nodran let an irritated snarl escape his throat. "I don't have time for this, witch. I am taking both of your sons with me." He turned to his commander. Nodran let an evil smirk come across his face.

Redkin scrambled to his feet. He stared at the Prince in shock.

"Redkin, I suggest you not try anything; you are in far too deep as it is," the commander warned.

Nodran walked over to him. "I win, Redkin."

Redkin shook his head and recovered from his shock and smirked, "You think you have won, Prince? You have no clue what is coming your way. We will find the Hellfire before you! And when we do, you will pay for your crimes."

"You do not get it, Redkin," His eyes glowed with orange power. "I have already won."