This is it. The battle that will put our father back to where he belongs. A fight that will avenge everything he had done to me, to Vadrin, to mom . . . to everything! But I can feel my brother is having second thoughts. I understand the pain that he is going through. He grew up idolizing father. He loved him. I get it. He is our father, there's no changing that. I just wish that it will not come to the point where we need the arrow to kill him.
My hair traced behind me with the wind blowing into my face that felt freeing. My hands continued to glow brightly, while I ride the dragon that I made for this fight. I was high up in the air while the armies of elves marched down below towards the court as they looked like a colony of ants that reminded me of my childhood. My life befor
