Okay, here it is! The second chapter! Thx sooooo much to everyone who reviewed. It is so comforting to read a review that says how much someone loves your story and wants to find out what's going to happen next. It really helps and inspires me to write.
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Most of the story has been written already, the only thing that's preventing them from being uploaded is the editing. I don't meet the requirements for a beta reader yet so I try to edit as I go. I'm so sorry if I don't upload for a while and leave you in suspense. I know what it's like to read a fanfiction and then be cut off right at the good part... but I will do my best! :)

Enough of my blabbing... ON WITH THE CHAPTER!

The battle raged over the wide plain, once a lush, grassy field, but now stained with the blood of demons. 3 months, that's how long this battle had been going on for. Lord Sesshomaru's forces were gradually gaining ground however, as slow a process it may be, they were advancing on the enemy.

Lord Sesshomaru was consulting the maps of his kingdom, the battle field and the surrounding lands. He knew the battle could not rage on for much longer, his men's morale was waning and food and water supplies don't last forever. He also knew that the enemy were in the same predicament; well, according to his scouts anyway.

All of a sudden an almighty roar ripped through air, making the defenders' blood run cold and the attackers laugh. Fore their time had come too finally claim what was theirs (or so they thought anyway), the tool had arrived that would turn the tables drastically in the attacker's favour.

Lord Sesshomaru leapt up from his seat, knocking it over in the process, and ran outside to a horrific sight. His men had almost been totally annihilated; the few that were still standing were desperately trying to defend their fallen comrades, trampled by the massive beast that now adorned the middle of the battle field. To call it a dragon would be an insult to dragons, but that's what it resembled the most, a great, big, fire-breathing, scaly beast with wings. Lord Sesshomaru had no second thoughts, in order to protect his territory, he would fight.

Fighting half an army (the other half either killed or too wounded to fight) by yourself is no easy task on its own. But couple that with a fire-breathing beast that wiped out your whole army just by landing, and you have an extremely low chance of survival. Even with the power and strength of the great Lord Sesshomaru.

It was an impressive battle that lasted 2 whole hours; the individual demons were easy enough to pick off, but it was the dragon that caused the most dramas. Every time Sesshomaru took down a demon, the dragon made a swipe with his tail in an attempt to knock over the Lord. In the end, the only thing he could do was defend, bounce around and catch them off guard. But he knew it was only a matter of time before all that bouncing around ate into his stamina and strength. All it took was one misplaced footing, one wrong angle, one wrong block, one wrong thrust, one wrong move… to send the demon Lord crashing to the ground…