Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

Just as he stood up in the air, the legions of monsters and masters arrived first at the walls at the academy.

The walls had big holes now and many parts collapsed as collateral from the brutal fight ongoing inside.

"I won't let you die an easy death," the dean promised the moment his eyes laid down on the damage extending everywhere inside the academy.

"But we will kill you swiftly."

The next moment Doaf appeared alongside his men. He wasn't alone as Gege brought in the other three legions as well.

"This…" the faces of the other legions changed when they spotted the large number heading towards them. "Can't you be more merciful to us?" Amera softly whispered while the new comer giant stood silent for a moment with a disturbed look over his face.

"We are obliged only to help against them," he said while pointing towards the group of mages coming from higher planes.

"Feel free to do whatever you wish," Arthur didn't directly answer his question and rather gave such a vague answer.

"Alright it's time for my boys to stretch a little," Doaf smirked before shouting, "all forward, kill anything in your way."

"Attack," the crow shouted as he moved towards a direction far from the masters on the ground.

"Don't let them steal all the fun boys," Amera laughed before giving the giant of the vampire forces who simply sneered before moving forward as well.

"At least I knew who is the bad weed here," Arthur muttered to himself as the second hostile force against him was clearly the vampires.

He didn't hurry in attacking as he watched the four small armies engage with the gigantic army. Numbers were a major factor in wars, but not on the expense of individual strengths.

The gigantic army lacked massive elites, and no one could even stand against the incoming tsunami of attacks from the three groups who landed over their heads.

As for the fourth group, Arthur made his full attention over them. "I'm afraid they might backstab me at any moment," he muttered as this was one of the reasons for his stay back there.

Or the main reason to be more specific.

He waited, watched the fight with cold blood while screams of agony and pain before dying prevailed everywhere. The fight continued to rage wildly for hours, but he noticed the vampire group was slacking.

"They are waiting for me then," he sneered before taking out two pillars; the one he made and the one he received from his master from before. "Then I shouldn't let them wait for long."

The next instant he flapped his wings a couple of times to get closer to the main battlefield before throwing off the two pillars. "Let's have some fun," he laughed as he timed the two pillars to be activated at the same time.

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

Once the last needed arrows fell on the two pillars they both were activated. The miniature Golam image appeared again while the other pillar created a shock wave that swept clean everything around.

"Damn," Arthur cursed as he was hit by the shockwave and his body felt slightly uncomfortable, "it's quite berserk this time."

'Ding! The pillar resonated with something buried deeply in the heart of this world,' his system provided him with such a vague answer that made him only speculate about the nature of such a thing.

Yet before he could have enough time to think, the two pillars kept killing those coming from higher realms without mercy. The vampires seemed quite agitated by this and the giant leader of them turned his gaze towards Arthur before spreading his wings off and went directly to him.

"Oh, he is quite restless," Arthur didn't take this any lightly as he added, "bring Doaf here."

'Ding! I informed him already.'

Arthur stood calmly on the surface while the giant vampire reached him. "What is that pillar?" he asked.

"Which one?" Arthur tried to buy himself quite precious seconds here.

"That one," the giant vampire turned and pointed towards the pillar he received from George.

"He is from my godfather," Arthur said, "it's a gift, what? Is it forbidden to get gifts from my godfather?"

The look over the giant vampire's face changed slightly before a long spear made entirely out of bones appeared in one of his claws. "Be polite kid, I'm not your servant."

"I didn't say anything wrong to you," Arthur didn't show weakness while inwardly counting the seconds before Doaf's arrival.

'Ding! Stall for more time.'

"What do you have with that pillar anyway? Do you like it? do you want it?"

The vampire stood silent for a few seconds before sneering, "If I wanted it I could simply go there and grab it."

"Be my guest."

"But first…" the vampire paused and Arthur had every single muscle in his body clenched, "you need to be eliminated first."

"Keep your filthy hands off my young master!"

The next instant and just as the vampire vanished from the sight of Arthur, Doaf shouted this from just tens of meters behind. He was slightly delayed and Arthur had to take this hit so Doaf could help him.

"No option then but to use it," Arthur smiled before suddenly breaking up in laughter.

The next moment the vampire appeared just above him, with his spear a few inches away from his head. The vampire was hit with the sound attack of his laugh and he couldn't help but pause and grit his teeth in discomfort.

And the next instant Arthur flapped his wings using this miraculously created window to escape the on doorsteps death jaws.

"Traitor!"

Amera was the first to reach the vampire, even faster than Doaf himself. She hit him with her spear before Doaf joined and the crow appeared later and the three started a brutal war against the vampire.

"Retreat," Doaf hurriedly shouted.

"Never," Arthur wiped a faint blood line that strangely appeared from his mouth. Despite escaping death at the last second, the spear shockwave managed to create some damage in his body.