Dawn- An age of Darkness

I was fairly close to the city gates. They were locked: obviously. I had no time to convince any guards so I ran up the walls and jumped out. The guards yelled a lot of things but I ignored them. The guards probably thought I was some sort of idiot or maybe a deserter. 

I couldn't lie, I might have been the former. 

Once at a fair distance, I focused my mind and shouted. "Hey! I'm over here!" I got the impression that the dragon would be able to hear me.

Why or how? I had no idea. But I hoped.

This whole seemed like a very bad idea. If it did notice me then I'd be living through hell. If it didn't, then that was a pretty bad scenario as well. All in all, this was bad and I knew it. 

But I didn't have a choice.

As expected, the biggest one, the grand monster turned its head towards me. But it didn't move. The other ones didn't move either.

Something isn't right here. As I thought that I heard something behind me.

One of the dragons came roaring but instead of a talk, I met flames. 

Where the hell did you come from!

"Damn!" I jumped sideways and barely survived. "Hey! Let's talk first!"

This dragon was more or less like a European one. Its eyes were really black and something felt odd. And it didn't even try to converse. It just threw breath after breath. It was like an oversized flamethrower.

I never thought it'd try to scorch me without even saying the usual villain dialogs! What was I expecting, sunshine and rainbows?

The blue crystal was ready at my disposal. 

I need all the help I can get. 

I knew I shouldn't have used it nonchalantly and I also didn't want to use it all together for personal reasons, but I was alone at the moment and since this thing wasn't willing to talk, I had to act quickly. 

I grabbed it but nothing happened. Frustrated I just dodged. "Looks like you can't really count on anything other than yourself!"

Things happened too fast and it was harder and harder to dodge. My wounds were fully healed for once, so dodging was easier than blocking. And I had no intention of blocking a truck-sized dragon's breath or tail. Moreover, the damn thing was standing on four legs, meaning it was more agile than I thought.

I played a lot of videogames in my life and in those things the characters always had a time window for attacks and the dragons had delays. This thing? This thing had no delays and it sure wasn't letting me breathe. 

My body moved fast and easily. The new armor helped. The robe was pretty neat. And I topped it all out with Imbuition. 

But I won't be able to dodge forever.                                       

I had to think of something. 

Does holy work on dragons?

I didn't have time to dwindle. I dashed for the dragon's foot and swarmed my sword in holy magic. A full swing! It was too hard. My sword made a clang but still cut into the dragon's scales. The cut wasn't deep. The dragon roared and kicked me back. My stomach took a solid hit and I threw up a spoon full of blood. But one thing was clear. Holy was still effective. 

I groaned and grinned. 

Things always have to be like this, huh?

The combo of robe, armor, and magic worked like a charm. If even one of them were missing I'd probably be lying on the ground.

I focused on my breathing and mana. Small balls of holy magic manifested and I threw them straight for the dragon's face. While it was occupied with the balls I threw my sword in the ring and brought out the mystic blade. If talking was a no-go then beating it up was the only option.

I avoided the legs and once again made my way to the bottom. This time I used the full force of the blade and spiraled up, tearing its flesh as I went. The dragon screeched and tried to kick me again but I jumped back before it could do so. Its head fell on the ground and it breathed rapidly. With another screech, its breathing slowed and it passed out.

It can't over that easily right? 

My breathing was rapid and my heart raced. I scanned the surroundings and nothing really changed. The dragons up in the air were still there. They didn't pay any attention to me. 

What the hell is going on?

"Bravo! Bravo!" Someone clapped and praised me. I'd heard that voice before.

I shouldn't have asked.

"Who's there! Show yourself!" I might have sounded more cheesy than intended but I was pretty exhausted just from the fight with the dragon. So I was more than just agitated to find out I was not alone. And not to mention I hadn't noticed someone being near me even now. 

"I'd expect no less from Both Namcha's and Trerortra's favorite."

My eyes sharpened. The voice might have been without malice but it definitely didn't belong to any human: it was deep, masculine and I'd heard it before. I could feel it in my bones.

And the way this guy nonchalantly mentioned the name of two very powerful beings, was proof enough that this guy wasn't human at least. 

"And you are?" I checked all my surroundings but I couldn't find the source of the voice. 

"I have many names. Perhaps you've already heard of me." This voice came from the top of the dragon. I hurriedly turned my head. There he was cloaked in dark. Even a second ago he wasn't there. I had to take it more seriously.

"Sorry, my memory is a bit messy…"  I tried to bait him out. He seemed rather familiar but I couldn't remember. Maybe my memory really got messed up.

"How disappointing! And I thought you'd thank me for that gift the last time." He held his head in his hand. I couldn't see the face.

Last time? Gift?

I looked at him carefully. 

That hood! That's right! 

It was the same guy who saved in the sacred forest and gave me an elixir. It wasn't like I forgot him; it was more like I didn't want to remember that incident.