Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

"Asking for him alone isn't enough," Arthur hurried to close his eyes before he entered the world of the garden.

There he found Agnus, asked him to hurry and make something before reopening his eyes again. Gor was close by, and so in less than a couple of minutes he appeared in his sight; running with his highest speed.

Even before he reached close to him, Arthur opened his mouth as he urged: "Giant chains, as many as you can get. Hurry and bring them here, now!"

Gor was instantly startled by his words, even his body trembled and stumbled while trying to stop his rapid advance. He then turned around without saying a single word, and his voice carried orders to his followers.

"Ding! Are you sure this is the correct thing to do?"

"This is the only way."

"Ding! It's risky!"

"Without risking against tribulation, how can one succeed?"

His answer was short, yet it was decisive. The system stood on the side of the giant beauty, silently watching him, waiting for Gor's return.

"Amelia, bring everyone who is adult and powerful enough here!"

His next order was to the nearby Amelia. She took out many bird's wings and then she wrote something on them before they vanished. In the next minutes, the entire city was brimming with activity.

"What's the plan, clan head?" she came to ask, with many of the one hundred mages who came with him here.

"You will know in time," he replied without saying anymore. Closing his eyes, he entered the garden world where he was met with a surprise from Agnus.

"You are really a big shot in my empire already, Agnus," he expressed his gratitude with this vague sentence. Yet Agnus just bowed his head, "I'm doing my best to serve you, lord."

Arthur was so much pleased with this youngster, a genius in his own career; that was his opinion about him. "I'm sure you will continue to amaze me," he said before taking everything that genius crafter before opening his eyes again.

The entire world around him changed again, as this time the entire city was summoned here. All the citizens stood side by side with the warriors, filling the entire space in front of him.

And more were still coming.

"Listen up," he spoke, and the moment his sound appeared all the ruckus and noises here vanished. You could even hear a needle hitting the ground at this moment. "We are challenged, and like any other time this challenge will end in one way; our way!"

He then pointed towards the Golam that was now shining in green as he added, "this giant monster is trying to annihilate us by a mighty explosion. I won't lie to you, our situation doesn't bode well. But there is hope, risky and crazy, but it's hope after all."

He turned to glance at Gor as he gestured to him with his eyes to take the chains out. Gor and his own associates had many storage rings, and the next moment they started evacuating them all.

Long thick chains lined one after another, filling the entire space between him and the end of the shield. Some of them even were so long to extend beyond the shield.

"Our own path to salvation is by gripping that giant monster and making it enter here before exploding. As crazy as it might seem, this is the only way we have right now to be saved."

He then waited, waited for anyone to shout at him, calling him crazy. He waited for defying words and complaints, for those scared enough to run away from here, far away from the city and him.

Yet he was shocked to see none shouting or retreating; all stood motionless in place. This simple stand made him feel something strange, something he never felt before.

"It seems I was wrong before in trying to walk the path alone," he muttered to himself, feeling somehow weird. He was quite sure this wasn't the intention of the heavens by sending him here. "Or was it?" he didn't know, and he didn't have time to contemplate more on such a complicated philosophy.

The next moment he turned into a dragon. "Hear and engrave my words deep into your minds and souls; as I'm indebted to you now by what you just did here," he said just before he turned into a dragon.

His voice wasn't loud, yet it was perfectly heard everywhere. All stood in pride, feeling so much pleased they chose right. Not to stand here and die, but to trust the right master and lord. Even dying with him wasn't considered bad after all they lived through.

At least they would die with their raised up high, as free men, not slaves. Dying for oneself beliefs and lives was something totally different from dying for others' beliefs and lives.

"You come with me!" the next moment he flapped his wings, roared at the eleven sacred giant monsters of his own.

If he was going to do it, he would make sure to use each single ounce of strength he had. The eleven monsters appeared with their giant bodies coming from far in an unparalleled speed. "What's up, master?" the giant flying monster asked, leading the others as the first to approach Arthur.

"We need to surround that Golam with these chains, fix them tightly around its body then come here again," Arthur explained as he went towards the end of a couple of chains, grabbed them with his claws before taking them towards the Golam.

The eleven monsters didn't have time to ask or hesitate, as the recent killing of their friend was a fresh memory in their minds.

They hurried to follow suit, while all the humans in the city stood there watching their lord leading this small group of giant monsters with giant chains flying towards the giant monster.

Arthur passed over his sword, which was now sinking deeply inside the giant pond of green blood.