Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

'I can't guarantee doing that,' Arthur glanced at the incoming three bodies while inwardly sighing, 'any weakness I can exploit?'

'Ding! Speed is this race weakness,' the system said.

'Fire has no effect literally over them, but you can use your spiritual energy and see what the result would be,' the golden dragon advised.

'Take him in and leave his soul to me,' Gege was still fixed on her demand.

"It's the dragon descent strike then," Arthur made up his mind as he held the sword vertically in front of his chest.

"I have a message for you," the youth spoke in such a deep tone before adding, "if you managed to defeat this useless body of mine by any miracle, know that I'm the one holding your little dolls."

Arthur's eyes shone brighter in faint blue light before he controlled his emotions perfectly. "I never thought the lycans were after my girls," he simply muttered while he rotated his energy inside his body, "but if that was the case then I won't stand at anything and come directly to kill you."

"Humph," the three youths harrumphed at the same time while the next instant they suddenly waved their hands. Each one summoned around a hundred monsters.

Arthur glanced at the newcomers. They all shared the same gigantic bodies and ferocious nature with gigantic heads of wolves and two long and curved tusks that made them look more brutal.

Their bodies were covered with long and silk like brown and silver hair. Arthur glanced at their big claws and the saliva drooling from their opened mouths without blinking. "Do you think they are enough to stop me? Hahaha," he laughed while the next instant he instigated his pearl energy while running forward.

He leant the sword horizontally and his enemy moved as well with his summoned army of monsters.

The two sides crossed paths. The world seemed to freeze at this instant where Arthur's sword hummed and then a giant sword shadow descended to cut everything in its path.

Monsters and bodies; both were cut clean by the sword. Arthur stood motionless watching the devastation his sword created. "Sigh, I only hoped it would only cause little damage by activating the pearl energy late," he inwardly muttered while watching the great damage that happened just now.

"It's my win," he muttered before turning towards the lead master of the competition. "At least for now," the lead master said those words before Arthur turned around and retreated to his team.

He moved in front of everyone here like a ferocious beast that was about to jump at anyone here. His single performance made this competition more challenging for teams, more interesting for the audience, and much harder for his enemies.

"Let's go," he said once reached his team, "have you decided what we will have for dinner?" he laughed loudly and his words seemed to be heard by many, especially masters and other teams here.

"Move out kid, you need to clear a path for other teams to compete," the lead master shouted in a neutral tone, yet Arthur was pretty much sure he was deeply frustrated.

"Let's go," Arthur turned and moved down the stairs towards the ground. Doaf was waiting for him there, and the moment he reached the ground he said:

"Marvellous performance, but we need to speak at once."

Arthur nodded as he also had some things to tell him. He now determined the location of the lycan tower, and only one enemy was yet to be determined.

"Omar go and see if we have other matches today or not," Arthur said to Omar who vanished into the crowded team area.

"We have matches in two days from now," Omar said once returned, "it will be the official matches of the tournament."

"Yeah, we will crush them all," Madly raised her fist high in the air while shouting this declaration to everyone. Arthur just smiled and leaned towards Amelia, "let's go to the mansion, leave behind Omar and Deem to scan for other teams."

She nodded and then Arthur went away leading his team and Doaf and his giant guards. Their small entourage looked intimidating to many, and they had the path in front of them cleared by other teams or the outside crowd who came to watch the competition.

"What happened?"

Arthur leaned his back on his seat while Doaf stood kind of restless in front of him. "Have you managed to contact my godfather?" he asked while his mind had this as an explanation for the restless Doaf right now.

"No, but I found out something," he paused and Arthur just motioned to him to continue, "One of those I sent before finally returned."

Arthur instantly got himself straightened up over the seat as he hurriedly asked, "and? Where is he?"

"He… is dead from deadly wounds," Doaf sighed before adding, "but this isn't the most serious problem we have."

"The news of the place he was at, right?" Arthur asked.

"That mountain peak… the place of the competition… it's all a trap."

"Trap?"

"The mountain peak isn't a peak, it's a portal."

Arthur's eyes shone at this moment while turning his head towards the direction of the two peaks as he asked, "which one? Where does this portal lead to? Tell me everything."

What Doaf said made Arthur feel threatened. He glanced at Doaf while asking, "Are you sure about this?"

"My man can't lie, I know him for a lifetime and he won't tell lies."

"Damn," Arthur squeezed the arms of his seat before muttering, "we need to start moving fast."

"How?" Doaf said before adding, "if I'm allowed to participate with you then I won't be that restless."

"There is a way," Arthur simply nodded before adding, "but first we need to take a risk. Have you figured out the identities of those tower owners?"

"Not yet," Doaf shook his head, "I was slightly busy by what I learnt from my man and didn't have any clue about these towers so far. But my men are still eyeing those towers and trying to decipher their origins."