The Fairy Tail wizards glared at the Moon Dragonslayer, who was now surrounded by wisps and trailing smokes of silver. His sneer was painted with scorn and mocking.
"A Dragonslayer?!" Natsu growled. "Why haven't I heard of you before?" Wendy watched with large horrified eyes.
"There was no need for you to know, Dragneel." Soron smirked. "My dragon, the great Dimetrior of the Moon, was a rival to your weak Igneel. I suspected that was why your Fire Dragon never told you."
"MY FATHER WAS NOT WEAK!" Natsu roared towards Soron, fists and eyes blazing. "Natsu!" Lucy shrieked.
Soron crossed his arms and stretched them outwards. "Divine light of the moon, extend thy purifying rays to eradicate these fleshly beings. I call upon thee, Lunar Cloud! JUDGEMENT RAY!"
It was difficult to describe the colossal explosion that followed. The whole group was sent flying, and landed heavily on the destroyed ground that was once the beautiful marbled floor of the mansion. Lucy gasped in pain as her aching abdomen told her that she broke several ribs in her fall.
Gray was lying motionless in a steadily growing red pool, and Erza was hissing in agony as both her legs were crushed under debris. As for Natsu and Wendy, the two Dragonslayers was crying out and writhing on the floor, tendrils of silvery veins slithering across their bodies.
"My draining magic is much more hurtful to Dragonslayers." Soron explained with a leer. "Watch. They will be dead in a matter of minutes."
"You meanie!" Happy shrilled, swooping down to try to pick up Natsu. "I'm gonna save you buddy! Hang in there!" The blue cat wailed. Natsu let out another scream of pain, but gasped for breath and gazed at Happy. "Get…them….away…" He rasped.
"Child! Please, calm yourself!" Carla begged Wendy, who was crying and jerking her limbs across the floor. "Help me….Grandeeney…" The girl pleaded to the air, eyes wide with pain and hands outstretched.
"Your end is nigh." Soron informed them pleasantly. "But do try to remain still, lovely lady." He was now speaking to Lucy, who was trying to summon a Celestial Spirit to help them. "It is useless. I have emptied your magic container. You are powerless. However, I will keep only the humans alive. You will be a feast to the Radiant Half-Dragon."
"Gray…" Lucy glanced at the Ice Mage, who was still not moving. "Erza…" The Fairy Queen had given up trying to wrestle her legs free from the boulder entrapping them, and was now glaring daggers at the Moon Dragonslayer. "We're not going to make it out of this one, are we?" Tears were falling out of her eyes. "I never thought…."
"You talk too much." Soron raised his hand, now shining silver. "I will have to silence you for the time being. Goodbye little girl."
"BARRIER MAGIC! FORTRESS BLOCKADE!"
The silver streak rocketing through the air collided with a massive wall that seemingly appeared out of nowhere. The wall was at least ten feet in height, with a thickness of about four feet. Spikes protruded from the top, and there was even a tiny portcullis.
"What the…" Lucy glanced quickly from side to side, her head swimming in pain and confusion. "How…?"
"You." Soron spat.
A figure was dashing through the dust, leaping easily from wall to wall. "Yes, me. Since when do you prey on downed opponents, Trainbow? That is much too base."
"I told you not to interfere, Rodren Jubilar!" Soron was firing tiny razor-sharp teardrops at the leaping figure, insanely angry. "Don't tell me your little brat of a sister is here as well!"
"Ding! And the point goes to Soron Trainbow, ladies and gentlemen!" A young girl of about sixteen popped her head in through the hole in the wall, smiling merrily. "Nice to see you again!"
"Get the hell out of my business!" Soron thundered, firing a bolt of the purest silver at her. "Geyser Magic! Escape Fountain!" The girl's hands glowed and a beautiful geyser of light boosted her out of the way.
"Cover them, Randra!" Rodren, now seen by Lucy to be a young man of eighteen, was a well-built mage with dark clothing and an unfamiliar guild mark on his cloak. "A plumed helmet….?" Lucy whispered.
"That's right." Randra bent down to Lucy, her bright eyes full of pity. "Wow, he really did you one, didn't he? Don't move." She closed her eyes and murmured, "Remedy Geyser."
Lucy gasped as cold fingers wrapped around her like a vise, extinguishing the fiery pain in her chest. "Healing magic? I thought only Wendy could wield that!"
"No, not quite." Randra leaned back, satisfied. "This was just a sort of time reversal thing. I had to experiment for days before that worked. I'll tell you about it later. Speed Geyser!" She rocketed to Erza's side now, and repeated the process.
Meanwhile, Soron was spitting mad at his inability to strike Rodren, who was as fast as a panther and was dodging his attacks with a minimum of effort. "I told you! Interfere and you die!"
"I'm still alive, thank you very much." Rodren replied, drawing a slim and deadly katana from his back. "I intend to preserve these fairies as well."
"Why? What is your connection to them?" Soron bellowed. "Don't you know of my connection to the Radiant Half Dragon?!"
"Her name is Eori." Rodren said emphatically. And with that, he leapt at Soron, and the two men began duking it out in an intense duel marvelous to watch.
"Who are you people? And why are you helping us?" Was the first words out of Gray's mouth when he regained consciousness. Randra shrugged. "Just a few mages from a lowly guild with a sense of purpose, I suppose. We need your help. But for now, let's get the two Dragonslayers out of danger."
Randra wriggled her way between two boulders, jumped over a piece of debris, and gestured wildly for the restored mages to follow her. "After I use this magic, I will likely fall unconscious." She informed Gray, Lucy, and Erza.
"Those two are afflicted with a sort of draining magic, and to counteract it, I would have to use a type of geyser I don't like to use, called Fulfillment. I will donate my magic energy to them through that geyser. After that, I will fall unconscious due to the magic drainage to my own self, but the two Dragonslayer will be restored. I hope you won't mind carrying me. I'm pretty light. Call my bro when you're finished, and he will take you to a safe place."
After this long-winded explanation, Randra made her way over to the two Dragonslayers still twisted with pain on the ground. "Be calm, children of dragons." Randra whispered, reaching out her hands, one towards Natsu, the other to Wendy. "Take my power, and be restored to the life the heavens have entrusted you with. Fulfillment. "
There was no huge radiant gush of energy, nor a spectacular display of magic. There was a tiny flash of light, a whisper of noise, and it was done. Randra fell like a log, and Erza grabbed the girl before she hit her head.
The two Dragonslayers fell still. Natsu moaned slightly and stirred, while Wendy was stillas white as a corpse.
"Come with me!" Rodren had appeared beside them, looking as fierce as a tiger with two katanas in his hands. "Carry those who can't carry themselves. I'll take you to a safe place."
"YOU CAN'T RUN FROM ME!" Soren bolted towards them with silver droplets of fire lit all around him, absolutely ticked off.
"BARRIER MAGIC ULTIMA." Rodren lifted one hand and plunged it downwards on the ground. "SOLID CELL."
Within seconds, Soren was trapped by four meter high walls that were four meters thick, lined with barbed wire and crackling with energy. Enraged, he started pounding his way out, but the walls held.
"Come, that would hold him for a few minutes. Follow me." Rodren straightened and dashed out of the destroyed section of wall, followed closely by Erza, carrying a snoring Randra, Lucy, supporting Natsu, who was awake but wobbly, and Wendy was carried piggy-back style by Gray, with the Exceeds in tow.
"Where are we going?" Lucy asked, wincing as Natsu coughed and stumbled. "A safe haven?"
"In a way." Rodren turned to grin at them, the first time they had seen him do so. "Our guild hall."
"A guild?!" Happy yelped. "But there are no magic guilds this far in the country!"
"On the contrary." Rodren turned his face back to the horizon. "Our guild is named Spartan Hall, home to powerful wizards and mages seeking work." He leaped over a knoll and held out his hand to help them on. "And I'm taking you to it."
O.O
They have stopped the Moon Dragon. But fear not. You are speeding towards your doom faster than ever now, tiny ill-fated fairies of light.
I, the Radiant Half-Dragon, await you.
TO BE CONTINUED
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