Chapter 9 - THE BATTLE OF STONE AND FIRE
The two Imperial riders dived, their dragons spewing streams of yellow flame.
Nyx surged forward, executing a tight barrel roll that defied his size. He used his massive weight to slam into the first attacker, sending the dragon skidding across the stone pier, disarming its rider.
Alistair engaged the mercenary dock guards on foot, firing precise shots to shatter the locking mechanisms on the dragon cages, freeing the sedated beasts.
Voss slammed Ignis onto the pier directly opposite Nyx. The two massive creatures stood face-to-face, glowing eyes locked in hatred.
"You think a broken wing makes you special?" Voss sneered from his high saddle, drawing his heavy broadsword. "He's trash, girl! A tool to be used and discarded!"
Voss spurred Ignis forward. Ignis lunged for Nyx’s throat.
Nyx didn't retreat. Instead of trying to overpower the larger dragon, Nyx trusted Marlo. She leaned low over his neck, guiding his weight with gentle pressure against his good side.
"Now, Nyx! Shift!"
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Nyx pivoted on his hind legs, using the momentum of his scarred left wing—not as a weak point, but as a pivot. He dodged beneath Ignis’s jaws and slammed his heavy horned head straight into Ignis’s chest, throwing the red dragon onto its back.
Voss was thrown clear, crashing hard against the wet cobblestones, his sword clattering into the water.
