Varheiman Myths: The Dragon And Her Fire

The Lord Of The Night.

The more faeries they killed the more overwhelmed they got by them. Their number got bigger and bigger. Rhineas waited for Alistair to respond, but he was engrossed with the cutting and slashing and ripping.

The sea lords fought befuddled smashing their maces against the air. Cutting through with their swords and axes. Three faeries attacked on one of them and ate him in a swift movement.

Rhineas’s stomach curled watching that.

They narrow back of the dragon didn’t allow them to any much movements. Jiua floated still on the air, flapping her wings and washing away as many faeries as she could in the whirlwind she created.

Jiua couldn’t escape the cluster of faeries. If she moves any further then they would move even into the bigger cluster.

Alistair couldn’t fathom from what direction these gruesome flies are pouring upon them.

‘We can’t keep fighting them forever.’ Alistair groaned as his smashed two of the faeries against each other, ‘we have to get out of here.’

‘I cannot comprehend how?’ Rhineas shouted back as he tried to clear himself from the cluster, ‘we are surrounded from all the side.’

‘I’ll create a diversion you move the dragon and roast them.’ Alistair suggested.

‘How do you plan to accomplish that?’ Rhineas pondered.

Just catch me before I c***k my bones on the ground.’ Alistair cried

‘What?’ Rhineas said incredulously.

‘I’ll jump and they will come to get me. You move and roast them up before they could get their slimy mouth around me.’ Alistair suggested.

‘Have you gone completely witless?’ Rhineas groaned.

‘Do you have any better strategy? You are welcome.’

Rhineas nodded reluctantly.

There was no way other way. If they keep on fighting everyone’s going to die. Rhineas agreed.

‘Just be quick, boy. Don’t let me die. There is something you need to know before I go.’ Alistair said and he jumped back.

Rhineas stared down, ‘all hold on tight.’ He told.

Jiua surged through the wind at a speed Rhineas had never believed that a beast so big majestic would able to move so smoothly.

All the faeries flooded down at Alistair just as predicted. Rhineas waited for the right moment and yelled, ‘fire!’

Jiua shot a long pillar of fire at the faeries turning them all into the ashes, they sprinkled on Alistair who was falling down even faster than Rhineas thought he would.

Rhineas urged Jiua to go quicker. She furled her wings backwards and just a few feet away before Alistair could hit the ground, she clasped her claws around him and tilted her body up, unfurling her wings attaining the flight. Alistair cried and cussed when Jiua tossed him in the air from her claws and swooped under him before he fell again.

In a swift moment Alistair was straddled on Jiua’s back again.

Alistair gasped for breathing panting heavily and uttering curses. Rhineas chuckled and hooted and the sea lords cheered.

‘So, we did it.’ Rhineas chortled.

‘I was beginning to regret.’ Alistair puffed, ‘… I thought I am dead without…’ He paused.

‘Without?’ Rhineas asked.

Without letting my daughter know who her father is? ‘Without a drink. Boy it’s been a long time I drank. My flask is dry.’ Alistair rephrased his sentence.

He wanted to tell Rhineas but this was not the appropriate moment.

‘The first thing I would do when we get on the land is get some wine for myself too.’ Rhineas said.

‘Boys and women drink wine. Men drink ale.’ Alistair laughed.

Rhineas felt relieved to know Alistair is all right. He had begun to wonder something had changed in him since they went to into the palace, but his remark convinced him Alistair is just fine.

The clouds reappeared without any trace of evil lurking in them. Everything occurred to be just as fine as Alistair. The beauty of the skies had healed and untainted with the evil. The ruby on Rhineas’s wrists glinted as bright as his eyes. His fiery hair danced in the air again.

‘We need to go back on the land now.’ Alistair suggested.

‘Aye…,’ Rhineas muttered, ‘… we have to.’

‘We lost one more of the Hadrites’s men.’ Alistair pointed.

‘I certainly hope lord Hadrites would come to an understanding.’ Rhineas said.

Alistair nodded perfunctorily. He dwelt in a quietude of his mind.

As Rhineas directed Jiua towards Hadrites ship he felt as if someone is watching him. Someone had their eyes on him all long since the time he fled the palace on the dragon.

Everything looked usual, the stars and the moon and the violet sky. But Rhineas still saw the little tints of blue mist around him. . His senses strongly insinuated the prowling of strange energy in the atmosphere.

It is Zohua. Jiua implied.

What does he want from me? Rhineas wondered in his mind.

Everything which had happened was Zohua. He concurred

Rhineas closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. He felt his eyes getting hot behind his closed lids and the ruby on his wrist emitted a bright red light. His hair illuminated like fire.

Alistair felt the warmth of the flames coming through his hair. He stared fascinatingly at Rhineas.

Rhineas stood on the dragon’s head and called out, ‘lord Zohua, do not hide. Show yourself.’

Alistair and the sea lords shivered in the fright. The lord of the night, the master of shadows and the father of evil. Zohua is everything that opposed Emone. The creator of the realm of darkness, shunned out of the kingdom of sun, by the Alfather Aelmihitig.