Chapter112. Grudge
“You disgust me, Dragon Lord. You always have! ”
Lucian’s face had no expression. Draco tried to read between his words but his vision was constantly getting clouded with negative visions.
” Lucian. I am telling you, I am not in the mood.”
Draco tried resisting the vision with a raised hand.
Lucian caught it instead and twisted it with such force, that Draco was taken by shock and he let a little cry out.
” Look as you. Have a good look at yourself Draco. What is it that you have but I do not?
Yet, you are the legitimate son while I am a bastard.”
Lucian took one step towards Draco at a time.
“You got the throne without even raising a single finger, while I was left, just to become your assistant. You took my first love away. You made her carry your seed even though you never loved her.”NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.
Lucian had Draco’s collar between his claws at this point, while he carried on.
” Lucian… Don’t… Please don’t go where you are going! I am not in control… ”
Draco could feel something sinister taking control of his rage.
He was trying to fight it. He was trying to calm down . But Lucian’s words were not helping.
Lucian kept pushing his limits.
” Why Draco? Why must I take orders from you anymore? You claimed Liana as yours, as well. But you didn’t spare her soul as well.
For what purpose, did you take her in Draco? Do you think, I had no idea?
Why do you think you didn’t find her soul?
Don’t you think, you might be the reason for that? ”
Draco grabbed Lucian’s hand. His eyes had turned red as he looked at him,
” What are you even talking about Lucian? You have no idea what you are accusing me of… Liana and me, we were different… You will never understand what we shared. You will never know what we had. ”
Lucian and Draco glared at each other, their eyes full of malice and hatred. Without a word, they charged towards each other, fists flying.
Draco threw a punch, which Lucian swiftly dodged. He retaliated with a kick, which Draco barely managed to block. The two dragons continued to exchange blows, their movements becoming increasingly violent and frenzied.
Suddenly, Lucian began to morph into his beast form. His skin turned to scales, his fingers elongated into claws, and his mouth filled with razor sharp teeth. Draco watched as his opponent transformed, but he refused to back down.
With a mighty roar, he lunged at Lucian. The two dragons clashed, their teeth and claws tearing at each other’s flesh. Blood spurted from wounds as they grappled and snarled, their eyes blazing with fury.
The walls of Liana’s house crumbled as blood stained furnitures, flew out of that rubble onto the outside lawn.
Their fight spilt outside, into the open air. Lucian spread his wings and soared into the sky, with Draco close behind. They twisted and turned in the air, each trying to gain the upper hand.
At one point, Lucian managed to sink his teeth into Draco’s shoulder. Draco let out a deafening roar of pain, but he didn’t give up. Instead, he flipped over and clawed at Lucian’s underbelly.
The two dragons continued to fight, their movements becoming slower and more laboured as they sustained more injuries. But neither was willing to surrender.
. . .
While these two mighty dragon brothers were engaged in a fight for their life, their inner demons coming out, their grudges wanting to claim the other’s life; something extraordinary was happening in the Dragon Realm.