Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

He started looking for that precious thing. He knew it wasn\'t far, yet he refrained from attacking any army he found.

"I got no time to waste here," he said to himself when he passed over the fifth army so far.

His two clones kept sending him information regarding more armies; all were normal and nothing seemed special at all.

Just as he passed over the fifth army, he noticed something shining at the horizon. "Could it be…" he said to himself before heading directly to that direction.

The shimmering light coming from far was tricky! He thought he would reach there in less than ten minutes, yet after half an hour of continuous flight and passing over one more army, he finally got near enough to spot what that was.

"That\'s the reason it took me some time to find you," he laughed when he saw this strange cart flying in the sky; drawn by dozens of flying giant monsters.

Despite all that number, they couldn\'t outrun him. The giant size of that cart, resembling a large mansion, made the task of running away from him impossible.

The cart moved with its highest speed, but Arthur kept pushing forward, chasing it for another half an hour.

His sudden appearance was spotted from far, making the masters working on the cart restless; whipping the monsters with long whips filled with thorns.

They tried to make them exert their efforts, mustering every ounce of their strength.

Yet Arthur got so close to them that he even could see the candle light inside the cart flickering from the high speed.

"You won\'t go away from me," he laughed while getting so near to the cart.

At this moment, a hundred of shadows jumped off the cart; seemingly the guards of it. They all changed into giant monsters of the Trifle clan; yet Arthur wasn\'t fazed.

Despite looking quite strong, he had the element of surprise and the coolest mind here. He didn\'t doubt his victory for even a second; unlike them who had their heads filled with unnecessary worries.

"Come, let\'s play," he laughed before launching a wide range of attacks on these monsters using his fire breath. The fire was really strong; each monster hit by it lost balance and seemed heavily injured.

Yet none fell to the ground or even retreated; they kept pushing forward and a bolt of blue water appeared out of their dinosaur-like heads.

"Tsk, you are taking me lightly, aren\'t you?" he sneered before easily evading those lousy attacks.

"Rumble!"

Yet another attack came in, screaming loudly at him. A volley of lethal long thick arrows, seeming to be made specially for him, were launched from the top of that gigantic cart.

This attack came just in time with the attacks coming from monsters up front. It was such an amazing synchronizing effort, yet Arthur wasn\'t worried or even thought of retreating.

The next moment he cancelled his transformation where he returned human again. He didn\'t have any control over his body, yet he fell towards the ground fast, faster than the incoming arrows.

Then he turned into a dragon again, taking out his bow and normal arrows, and sent a volley of dozens of them towards the cart.

"Roar!"

The monsters roared, and he roared back; both sides kept firing their breaths towards the other, yet Arthur\'s body withstood many hits, not like them.

Just after ten minutes of the start of the battle, over half of the initial one hundred monsters fell. As for the deadly arrows launched at him, he kept destroying the gears over the cart everytime they tried to establish some.

Yet he couldn\'t destroy them all in time; and some arrows kept firing at him, while he continued to evade using his simple tactic.

And yet, another group of monsters appeared. They were only ten, with long and thin bodies like crocodiles, very gigantic jaws and sharp teeth, plus three pairs of short, strong looking wings.

"A new kind? That\'s nice," he laughed before pointing his arrows towards these new ones. His normal arrows whistled in the air, yet the moment they reached these monsters they were forced to stop in place, started to be ignited with strange dark fire, turning into ash.

And the monster flew forward with calm and steady speed, like they were taking a stroll in their back garden.

"An elite army you are?" he laughed before adding, "you will make a fine collection to my group of dragons," he then shifted the arrows and used the extermination ones.

He was skeptical about using these right here, as they had a great devastational effect on everything; including him.

Being this near he wasn\'t sure he would get out from their blast unscathed. He also worried about the precious cargo up ahead. "Tsk, I hope your defensive abilities are superb," he muttered before releasing ten arrows, one for each monster.

Then he continued to spray fire, enduring dozens of water blasts that hit him during this brief moment of distraction.

For him, those forty remaining monsters around were like flies; he only cared about the predators coming from behind.

His arrows reached the monsters in time, and they paused as well. Just as the black fire etupred around each one, an explosion was triggered and an intense explosion occurred, sending mighty blast waves one after another everywhere; hitting the cart, hitting the monsters, and hitting Arthur himself.

All went into the ground, falling to different directions. "Good, these arrows lost some of their strength back there," he smiled before not waiting for the shockwave effect to subside and kept releasing more arrows.

He knew his arrows wouldn\'t reach their target easily, as the wind kept interfering in everything around. He tried to control them using his senses, yet his level of control was too shallow; he couldn\'t do that!

"No problem still," he sneered as he watched one of his arrows hit a lump of stone and wood coming from the smashed cart.

"Rumble!"