Lockeroom's Pandemonium

Chapter twenty five: Fire God's Cocoon and Draceris Thandera

Silver Cassano decided to perform a risky tactic. He knew no idea how to identify who among them is the Gorgon Yohanna, the fake Yohanna, or maybe . . . even the real Yohanna.

They were really identical. Despite the fact that they differ with the expression that is being shown in their faces, it was really hard for him to decide who to attack.

Is the Yohanna with a smirking expression was the Gorgon clone? Maybe, she decided to immediately change her expression to conceal her identity. Perhaps she was now the flustered and shocked Yohanna? It’s a good way to hide herself with that expression, acting as if she didn't expect the sudden interruption of his falling body. Or maybe the least suspicious and the realest expression that a real Yohanna could have? The frightened and shaking one?

He could have killed them with all the force that he have. Once the Gorgon died, this game would end. This game would stop. He would get the mythical item.

But what if among these three Yohanna, is where the real Yohanna could be found?

It was then, when he decided to provoke them. A tactic. A plan.

“Wow,” he said, smirking. “I never thought I would be facing three wondrous body by just being a clone.”

He decided to be a clone. An act-out one.

“You see, the Gorgon had blessed me with this body. And I'm loving it.”

He whipped his weapon.

“But even your bodies were really great to look at, I guess I have to kill all three of yoy. After all, it won't affect me if I kill anyone of you.”

He stared at the expressions of the women that was standing in his front. Two of them changed their expression. They became alerted, wielding their staffs and pointing it towards him. The other one, the girl who looked frightened, remained with her expression.

“P-Please, I don’t want to fight anymore. I am afraid of all of this.”

Silver intensified his smirk. “I will make sure you will all die as you taste pleasure. You will all die while moaning from the pleasures I will be giving. You will—”

He hadn’t finished what he was telling. Two clump of giant clouds was about to meet him in two opposite direction.

Two giant clouds that would surely sandwich him to death.

He activated his skill: Spring Jump.

Before the two clouds could meet and collide, he was already at the top of it, relying with the whistling force of the wind to remain afloat.

Then the two colliding clouds that met, had suddenly fused and mashed with each other.

It released a loud sound, muffled as if it was coming from the deepest pit of the ground; a loud gurgling sound that screams danger.

“Shit.”

He quickly moved. He twisted his body and spun in the air. He formed a wheel of fire and vines. Then he circled it more. He twisted faster amidst feeling dizzy. He created a giant orb of fire—a shield.

“Skill: Fire God's Cocoon.”

Then, as he finished casting, two of Yohanna's figure had finished preparing for their skill as well.

They casted, “Summon skill: Draceris Thandera!”

Long, gigantic dragon emerged from the rumbling cloud. It doesn't have a physical body, but composed of lightning and thunder, emitting incredible amount of voltage that would surely devastate anyone it would target.

It roared. Its voice had given insurmountable amount of shrill from everyone that was in the battle stage. They stopped fighting. They stared absentmindedly at the fascinating creature that was dancing in the sky.

It furiously went towards where Silver is. He was inside the cocoon he had made, continuously spinning just to maintain the energy of his skill.

And the dragon ate him. It ate the fire.

Soon as the lightning had touched the fire cocoon, an explosion had occurred.

Then another roar from the Draceris Thandera shook the whole Iron Dome.

More fascination had painted the clone's and the player's faces. Because it was the first time they saw it. The first time they witnessed an incredible phenomena.

The first time they saw that a lightning, a thunder . . . was being swallowed by an immense fire.

A streak of red light was drawn from the dragon's mouth, down toward its tail, exactly at the clump of pink cloud where it has emerged.

Then the Draceris Thandera stopped roaring. It freezed in the mid air. Shocked. Failed to believe what had happened to him.

For his body was now perfectly divided into two, with remnants of fire alive and burning exactly at where the cut had been executed. Explosions followed. Then the ripping of its body.

The main cause . . . is Silver. He managed to cut the thunder-bodied dragon just by the use of his burning whip.

He was now standing at the top of the cloud, smiling.