Legna stood over the human armies and bared his sharp fangs in the gleaming light of his whitened scales. His massive form loomed over the entirety of the area, and he charged a strong ball of fire to shoot at Nowe.
"Nowe, you're the new breed. Do you really wish to end the pathetic world which you guard?"
"Legna… I don't want to fight you. Please stop…"
"Nothing will ever be the same Nowe. The Book of Seeds truth shall come and rain upon this puny world with the fury of ancient dragon gods. It is not prophecy, it is fact! Now Nowe, your blood will stain the ground below your feet! Say good-bye!"
Nowe flew around Legna in pure shock. Was he hearing this? Was Legna actually planning to destroy them for his own races superiority?
Legna's scales and god-like horns glimmered in the fading light, and soon the world would come to an end simply because he had slain the red dragon, Angelus.
"Legna, you're my father. Must I kill you? Will you not listen and so spare me much grief? Please…"
"Nowe, I was meant to keep you safe until now. The Book said it was so, and so it was. As I said, it is fact, and the Book of Seeds has said that I will destroy all who appose me and take back the highest of thrones for the dragons!"
"Did the Book tell you how attached to you I would become? Did it tell you that?"
Legna sat in silence, unable to respond for a moment. He contemplated what Nowe had said, and a final time his voice, seeming emptied of its pride for a moment, boomed loudly:
"Nowe, I'll ask you one last time. Are you sure you won't come with me?"
"Legna, I wanted to remain with you as long as you stayed my father. But now that you threaten the human race, I have no choice… I am sure."
"Than so be it!" Legna roared. He immediately after shot a reddened fire ball from his mouth and forced Nowe to quickly evade. With not but a choice remaining, Nowe launched himself forward to strike the final series of blows he could deliver to save all he cared for. The light of blue color tinting his eyes, he shattered the scales protecting the dragon's vulnerable heart and plugged the sword into the wound.
The dragon cried out in agony and fell to the ground from it's height on the tower it stood. All below were crushed, and Nowe couldn't bear to look back at Legna's corpse or the people crushed; let alone the ones alive and scared.
"Manah!" Nowe called out. Manah turned towards him and her red eyes flashed with an evil light. She cackled in a deep and threatening voice, making Nowe tremble.
From behind her rose Caim, who was shrouded in fire. Caim spoke with a ghostly voice, scaring Nowe horribly:
"Why didn't you kill her for me, Nowe? Do you even know what she's caused between everyone I've ever known? Do you know what she did to my sister; do you know what she did to me?"
Nowe fell to the ground in terror as from behind Caim arose the red dragon. Angelus snarled at Nowe and released a mighty roar that was almost ear-shattering.
Angelus spoke in her evil-sounding voice: "Fool human! Did you not think that in a time of such turmoil in this world I would not arise to see the extent of the damage? You've no chance of survival now, fool human, for you killed Legna, the only one left who could protect you from my awesome power!"
In a robotic and malevolent voice, Manah spoke to Nowe: "Eris, the last who could become the seal, is dead. Hahaha…"
Woo! Behold the magic of crappy drama fiction. Oh, and I don't own Drakengard. However, so long as there is a land in my mind where things surreal can happen, I own Caim and Angelus. Please review! Don't leave me so alone!