Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

As he expected, the stage was a world of its own, a small world that was equal to the size of the whole large town he was now in! The world was full of trees with two peaks only standing in this place, one he stood upon, and another others were on.

He stood on his peak as a loud voice suddenly came in, the voice of Obrim, the clan head, as he said:

"The sacred grounds are now open, each side has only ten minutes to prepare. The sacred grounds can give each person here one special ability, either support strength, defense, shifting time, and speed. Each person had to choose one of the four boosts, and choices must be made in these ten minutes."

He paused for a moment, while the face of Arthur showed great happiness when he heard these words.

"The rules of this engagement are simple, either side had to kill the other one, completely annihilate his or her enemies, and grab the flag of the enemies and throw it from their peak. There is no time limit, no surrender, so good luck to all of you. The countdown starts now."

If Arthur had one hundred percent assurance of his victory, he now had infinite assurance for that! His weakness, his only weakness was now corrected by this special place, and that alone was enough help for him.

"I choose to boost my shifting time," he said, hurrying using this advantage before the clan head reneged on his words.

He suddenly felt a strange feeling, which came with a soft sound in his ears:

"Mage has selected to boost his shifting time. as long as mage is inside this place, his shifting will be permanent."

Arthur felt some doubts towards that sound, but he didn't give it a care. He thought that might be the arrangement of this place, not something to be startled by.

As he finished this, he summoned Don. The moment his bear appeared, he pointed to the trees around his place, as he said:

"Grab them, and let's start working."

Don nodded, as this was something it already got used to do. At once it darted towards the trees, grabbing them by the roots, then carefully, yet swiftly, shaping them into a wall.

Arthur also joined, as he used his sword to cut the trees and divide them into smaller sized sticks that could be used as spears. He planned to slowly kite the large number of the enemies, depending on the fact that they would come at him with great momentum.

He was like the days when he was hunting monsters, but this time he was hunting mages, and instead of the heavenly treasure he always used, he was the treasure this time, enough to drive these mages crazy!

He took around seven minutes to prepare, while Don had already formed a wooden wall around him. The space of his peak wasn't that spacious, only surrounding him for a five hundred meters radius, a good place to play here to his heart's content.

He then took out great amounts of ores, the latest fire ores he gathered, and then he poured explosive oil on them. For this occasion, he used a mix between his precious highly explosive oil, and the normal oil he usually used, to soak the whole ores with them.

All the ores were surrounded by strips of robes, which made them easy to handle. When he finished doing so, he just had time to place his fire pits, before a drum music was played, and a flag appeared in the centre of his peak.

It was a simple white flag, with the name of his clan and himself on it. Once the drums stopped, the other peak had a sudden cheering as many mages started to run down their mountain, heading fervently towards here.

As he expected, the mages here were all maddened by his presence, all moved towards his peak, with the aim of rapidly clashing and killing him, to gain the favor of their master.

Behind them, Rodrig moved, leisurely, with a serious look on his face. Though the number of his side was already overwhelming, the fate of his clan, and all the mages' partaking here clans was on the line.

For him, it was so rare to see his master this agitated, and every time such a thing happened was always related to something his master wanted badly. This time was no difference, despite not knowing what was so special about killing a nameless mage like this!

Arthur stood his place, motionless, calmly watching the incoming, seemingly endless, stream of mages, without any signs of worry over his face.

He knew he was watched, but he never thought he was watched with such care and interest by the clan head, the great elder, and Cesila, a grand figure from the academy.

The incoming mages in the front consisted of the large number of them, the monster's shifters one.

Arthur knew he was facing a song of a tiger clan, but what was coming towards him wasn't just tigers, but they were a mix of many monsters, bears, crocodiles, and flying lions even!

He glanced at all of them, and he knew the flying ones were the first to appear, the longer to last, and would be the most annoying kind here.

He simply started to regret not having a flying pet, or else he could have fought in the sky on its back, hunting those air predators and eliminating their threat.

"But I have the first best option," he muttered, as he knew his dragon form was better, and here he could now use it without any problems regarding the shifting time.

However he decided not to start using it, as he wasn't sure of what Tenshi might pull at the most delicate moment. so, he started using his bow and sent many explosive arrows towards the incoming monster wave.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The first attacks caused some mages to cancel their transformations, fall from the sky to hit the ground hard and lose their lives in the process. However this wasn't anything great to celebrate about, as they were the weakest group out of the whole army of mages.

The later to come, the stronger they were, and gradually his attacks started to cause nothing to them but some wounds, nothing more!

"Don, start using these spears and throw them at those flying ones," Arthur found his attacks weren't causing enough damage, and so he used his next asset. Don roared, expressing his agreement as he went up ahead, grabbed a wooden spear, lightened its long robe in fire, before throwing it towards the distance.

It went like a meteor, and once it hit the monster in a mere second, it exploded massively, much stronger than Arthur's arrows caused by damage from before.

"Great job, keep hitting them then," Arthur said, patting on Don's shoulder, as he went to check the real body of the mountain, where many monsters were already climbing their ways up.

"Just in time to send you the welcoming gift," he said as he grabbed the explosive ores and started throwing them, carelessly, towards the bottom. There were already a large number of monsters down there, so he didn't need to waste an effort at aiming.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"