SPELLBOUND

The moment the amber lights from Evie collided with the dragon's fire, something unthinkable happened. The fire was immediately extinguished in that very moment of collision! Moreover, the few rays of lights that travelled further and managed to touch the dragon, the effects were even more shocking than anyone could ever imagine. The dragon had started to roar as if it were the one being set on fire. Zolan and the vampire who was manning the dragon slaying arrow machine was looking on with mouths agape as though some kind of mind-blowing new magic was being performed.

Everyone, even the soldiers who were currently still fighting in the middle of the battlefield turned to look at the source of that strange amber light. All had the same questions reflected in their eyes. What had happened? What was that light?! Did a meteor just hit them?

While the ones who only sees the lights could only wonder and speculate, everyone who witnessed would still be unable to process in their minds what they had actually seen.

Zolan struggled to move and turn to his back. When he saw that the fire had disappeared and that the dragon was roaring, a forced quick laugh escaped his mouth. The princess had saved them all. His decision was right! And he was alive!!

The possessed Guardian had seen everything that had happened as well. His face was filled with nothing but shock at first but it was replaced quickly with pure malice and then his mouth curved up and he laughed hysterically in triumph. That triumphant look on his face seemed to hint as though he had finally found something incredible. Something that he once thought he would never ever be able to find. However, something that he must possess at all costs.

As the dragon flapped its wings sluggishly and struggled to stay in the air, the possessed guardian now pointed his blade towards the Princess with a wicked smile on his face, not caring one whit that the dragon he was riding seemed to be in much turmoil and pain.

But before the next command could leave his mouth, he suddenly swiped his blade behind him. His eyes narrowed a little at the sight of a vampire now standing before him. But too soon, he flashed a villainous smile.

"I must say you are pretty impressive, vampire prince." He said as he faced Gavriel. He then twirled his blade round and round as he rotated his wrist which was holding the blade.

Looking at his careless behaviour, Gavriel felt his blood boil even more. He had planned to lure the dragon to the watchtower so he could reach it. His plan was to leap towards the dragon as soon as it was shot so he could ride the dragon along with the possessed guardian and catch him. But the moment he leapt up to the walls, he had seen his wife about to be swallowed by the dragon's fire. He was still suspended in air at that moment, and he knew it was way too late for him to save her. He could literally feel his breath got cut off, his heart just stopped beating and his blood turn into ice as the dragon's fire approached Evie.

His heart and his whole world were about to crumble but then he saw her light blasting out in a majestic ray and then the dragon's fire was gone. He felt his heart start beating again at the sight of her now still standing there, without a single scratch. She was alive and she was alright!

But that barely extinguished the fear that had already been triggered in him. That was a fear that had shook him to his core and there was that uncontrollable rage that followed too. What the bloody hell was she still doing there?!! Was Zolan not supposed to get her out from the top of the watchtower the moment the first sign of danger appeared? Did he not give clear enough instructions? Or did Zolan disobeyed his orders?

Despite the incredible power she had shown, Gavriel could not feel any better, especially the moment he saw that look in the possessed guardian's face. His blood continued to boil at the very sight of the malicious desire in the man's serpent-like eyes. It was as if he had seen Evie as the rarest delicacy – an ultimate discovery that he had just found.

It fuelled Gavriel's rage and before he knew it, he had landed on the back of the dragon, with a promise of death in his eyes. He was going to kill this creature now, for the sake of his beloved wife. He was going to slaughter it until nothing recognisable was left. He could never let it get close to his wife ever again.

"What an incredible bloodlust," the possessed guardian laughed tauntingly, "are you going to kill this body? Your wife's beloved father?"

His words made Gavriel's jaw clench hard, and he continued cackling away, knowing that it would provoke Gavriel further.

"Well, I guess this might be a good thing. Once you kill this body, she'll start to hate you. And when that happens, it'll be easier for me to have her." He added spitefully. As quick as lightning, Gavriel's blade charged forward and almost slashed him. But the possessed guardian was just as fast. He was powerful!

The impact of their clashing blades was so strong, it created intense sparks and loud noises.

"Who the f*ck are you and what do you want?" Gavriel asked before they exchanged another strong blow that pushed both of them a few steps away from each other.

"Me?" he paused and smiled. "I am Thundran. The ancient prince of dark faes." He introduced himself with a serious voice before his smile turned malicious again. "And what do I want? I only want two things, dear vampire prince. And since you want to know, I guess I could humour you and let you know as a parting gift before you die. First…" he raised his forefinger. "I am wanting this entire land of Lirea and second…" he pointed towards the watchtower as his smile grew wider, "I want her."

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