(A/N: Finally it looks like Mikekolt and Frynir will see each other in this chapter during their attack on the Marauder's desert fortress stronghold, however our protagonist has not himself ready to forgive her about the way she tortured him in prison; and no he's not going to have a mental breakdown unlike what happened in Other M which isn't a bad game, but all of us had expected something better in the end. We all wanted something better from that game such as being able to move while in first person, not use the fucking Wii Remote to control Samus and have her go against Adam's orders every now and then to use equipment that he has not authorized just yet. Most infamous example being the Varia Suit of course. Now then back to the chapter at hand, it's another short one but it's full of action like you expect; Enjoy)
From where the blowing dusts of the sandstorms in the Blistering Deserts, there was a lone armored man who roamed the dunes; the sun had risen above not too long ago as his cloak blew in the wind as ripped and tattered as it always was. This man was Mikekolt who wore his desert armor underneath his Dragon Scale Armor for he felt as though it was needed in this time, he had his weapons ready and his team was right behind him from the beginning all the way towards the end. Dragon Marauders were bound to have their stronghold in the small distance away from where they were in the northwestern territories, they've attacked their island from time to time again but now with the Dragonroot Company at their side; they have taken a step too far as Axethor's been traumatized to the point where he doesn't want to leave his home, instead wanting to stay so that he can protect his family but also wanting to force him into staying here with him. That was not in his blood to do so and thus, he left to take matters into his own hands as he follows no one's code of honor
But when an nearby sentry spotted them through the use of binoculars that all sentries had on them to look out for intruders entering their territorial ground, he ran to the vehicle that the Infernal Jackal had deployed for field testing. He alerted his nearby comrades that they have an trespasser approaching their territories: "Return back to the stronghold, we must not let it be attacked without warning them beforehand!" Dragon Marauders such as the Infernal Jackal are silent most of the time but when they spoke, their voices were like the rare voice of the evil shadow except they're huskier because of them not drinking too much but not too little as they didn't want to fall under the heat stroke of the sun
It was heavily armored in the same way as the Catastrophic Tanks as it featured the same body, but was redesigned by them to be used for their environment; faster with less weight but still just as strong as it was adorned with a round of razor blades as well as tri-pyramid studded spikes, this vehicle had three seats for a projectile gunner on top of the full auto twin fire ballista and two passengers. Even then they still had ballistas on the sides and front, making this a really formidable transportation for the Marauder sentries; the thick wheels that were used to make the transportation go forward to move was barbed in the same tri-pyramid studded spikes that went in a horizontal line across to the other side. It was half the size of an Catastrophic Tank with ruined warpaint on the front, consisting of bone white and duck season gold to sahara beige and pale hay bale gold; with a thick faded powder blue stripe pattern with mostly dried but steaming to dripping stains of blood on the armor. The front warpaint on the otherhand had narrowed eyes on the top with the bottom baring it's blood dripping and slobbering fangs. Finally, it was powered through the use of brimstone mixed in with molten chunks of lava kept in vials as it's usage was cut half in half in order to operate perfectly; although that did not matter to them at all once, not even a little bit since they do recycle the body but modify it's bodyframe to fit their needs
"Dammit they spotted us! They're reporting back to their stronghold, not if we can stop them from midway and we'll be closer than we were before" Mikekolt jumped onto Rainserviper where they took off immediately down through the halfpipe shaped ravine in order to chase down the sentries
Whatever rock and structure that stood in their path during this chase through the ravine in the desert was destroyed by his fangs as he flew his fast as he could to reach the Marauder sentries who were going to alert them to their location. This armed vehicle they used to get to transport themselves to new places on land is not really an bad idea at all, but it's merely just another weapon developed by the Dragon Marauders and this is just an prototype after all like the tanks they built. They were catching up to them as the gunner turned to fire at his bud as he took out his Shield to block them in front of his face, using his instincts to guide the way through; turning to the right side as Mikekolt used his Revenant's Talon to fire his arrows against their gunner, though the high speeds had taken this simple task and turned it into an challenge for him. Turning to the left side of the ravine, he brought out an Deathgripper Acid Flare Bomb and threw it just as they went straight again; this time he managed to strike them as the bomb exploded and began to melt the vehicle's armor away
Rainserviper fired off a ring of flames to finish the job, destroying the vehicle that the sentry used to traverse through the off the road landscape. However, two more of the sentries came flying overhead and landed right ahead of them; it seems that they two have been alerted by his presence. Not going to happen to them now while the chase was on, they flew through at high speeds to reach the remaining two sentries that turned their ballistas against them; with the gunners ready to fire as the arrows came out non-stop at full auto, especially as these are the ones that all Hunters in the tribe use to take out these scaly beasts. They're going through them by getting as lethal and dangerous as lethal can be, when the arrows themselves were also enough to harm them due to being very sharp. The gunners aimed for Rainserviper and fired off their arrows, but thanks to his tusked shield once again they were blocked by him; he will not let them harm his best bud as he stood up and ran along his serpentine body, leaping off from his back and onto the vehicle on the left
Mikekolt brought out his scimitar but the gunner smacked it out of his hand, the one time he wanted to use it instead gets disarmed but he had more than his arsenal of weapons as they ain't going to be so lucky when he brings out his Tiburonkolt's Tomahawk out on them. He's done just that as the gunner brought out his axe and clashed with each other, swinging the blade against his when the Marauder swung his weapon down onto him; having him slide over to the side and send a kick against his leg pit where he grabbed him by the mask, and brutally chopped into his throat before slitting his neck where the blood poured out while the gunner struggled to breath before falling off the vehicle before hitting the ground as he was no more. He broke away his dual fire Revenant's Talon towards the driver of this vehicle before jumping off to deal with the next one on the right
But this sentry was prepared as he jumped up and delivered an direct high kick right into the jaw of his skull, where the driver brought out an knife and cut his ankle in the process; that's when Rainserviper had enough and dug below the ground underneath them, while Mikekolt struggled to stay on as the gunner jumped out and stomped onto the back of his head where his face was forced into scraping against the ground. Ripping into his forehead's upper head where the strands of his midnight black hair was bordered, rocks and pebbles tearing his skin as it's a living hell; even worse is that the ground was burning hot and he was being bent into an very uncomfortable position. He stopped held back the sentry's arm that had the knife in his hand, forcing it backwards as he forced it forwards all in an power struggle; until he had the strength to kick him upwards in the chest and get back onto the vehicle where he threw the gunner off. He chopped into the driver's skull before Rainserviper returned to the earth back up and destroyed the vehicle in a explosion caused by his ring of flames, catching him just as he landed back into his saddle
Now the sentries can't alert the stronghold fortress and speaking of which they were just an few miles away from reaching the location, looks like they walked free from this chase; now they can really begin their assault without having the need to use stealth to their advantage. But they better hurry now because he can smell a storm coming this way, looking up to see if he could find any signs of an Skrill approaching; he could not and that left him unsure if she's going to appear anytime soon. There were a few storm clouds approaching so that's not a sign that's meant to be good, especially when the blowing winds began to pick up in blowing sand wherever they take the very few grains of it to; he still can't bare himself to look at Frynir, not after all this hell he's been through in his adventures. There was some memories in time that was better left remembered the least, and that was the one that he remembered the most; she may look unthreatening because of how she was mistreated by those Marauders, but he can't take her on at all if he comes across her. There's no good in that, there's more to what he was led to believe about his torturer; some sort of history behind this violent behavior because it cannot be possible without thinking. She is nothing like Phantom at all where she acted that way because she didn't like the audience around her, it's much different than that as she may turn out to be just like Storm; bitter at first but more warm towards him the second
They landed behind the rocks keeping them from out of sight and took this time to take their break here in the canyon of the desert, the rest of his team reached them and followed what they were doing while he took his position to preform a stakeout from his position. The area they were in was roofed and had an horizontal hole for him to look out without being seen at all. What he saw however was something that was even worse than the vehicles the sentries used, it was bigger; it was deadlier and it was faster than previously. The preformance was on the higher scale over them and the way that it looked, that was not a vehicle that he can take out easily thanks to the heavy armor; to be honest that alone was enough to make him flush the hell out of his blood. His skin felt cold having to think about going up against the stronger version of the previous vehicle of the sentries, because they were prototypes out for testing; that right there is the real deal. It's worse when he caught a glimpse of the Infernal Jackal, not seeing a full sight of him completely as he lived up to his name alright; his mask was exactly it and told him that he was the leader of the weapons division branch
This infernal beast of war had a wider bodyframe than the tank, there were two seats on the front going upwards but also leaned back lightly; with two overhung arches on the sides, out in the front was an grill that guarded against crashing and allowed them to ram through their obstructions. Having pyramid studded spikes on the front for extra power and adorned in it's heavy armor was not only spikes but razor sharp blades as well, the arches diagonally slanted inwards lightly to form a emerald gemstone shape seen on the top with barbed rails that did not hurt the user who would operate this. It had large wheels with two wide and slightly thin wedges to give the appearance of spikes, being adorned with pyramid studded ones on their front sides that were bigger and little more longer than previously. Being weaponized to the bone with dual shot full auto crossbows diagonally resting on the sides on the front, as well as the upper backside; with two larger full auto ballistas on the front, adding up the damage rate with dual mounted eight-shot revolver type barrels that fired out bombs made from the fire type of the Dragons that they enslaved at their various desert strongholds. Two boosters in the back were large and used for a boost in speed that used the nitro chemicals, seemed as though they got this from mixing fire types with others to gain what they need to be faster in ramming into their opponents who try to outrun them. It was given a very dark palette that is bronze on the rail arches, salamander orange on some of the plating; stains of darkblood that was mostly seen dried in streams for a fearsome image, and Asia gold for the parts that were shiny with the fire in the back being a turquoise blue color. Like before they featured a place for the gunner inside of an hole for where the dual shot full auto ballista was mounted for it's use. Finally, it used even less vials of the molten chunks of lava that was cut in half more than last time; with the warpaint being used for being hidden in the desert environments as well as canyons, mesas and badlands all alike. This is what Mikekolt would call the: "Marauder War Buggy"
Mikekolt was not aware of the whole time that Lethalruin was here nuzzling up against him on his neck, seeing what he's been looking at in the distance and he didn't like it when he's like this; so he rubbed his snout up to his right eye which had him close it before going back inside of the shelter. The winds outside continued to pick up a little faster than before, and it's not becoming easy to see but still clear for them to know where they're going. What they planned in mind was settled as he'll take them on while his buds will deal in bringing rain of fire onto their stronghold, especially since Tuskfang's got Acid Flares that'll melt down their structure without a matter of seconds as well as set it all burning alight; but that's not to say that each and every one of his buds doesn't have special firepower as they're all needed in this together. Especially as they know what they're capable of building and the weapons in particular were way more advanced than others think
Everything that the Dragon Marauders build by them for themselves and the main tribe was all for the sole purpose of war, chaos and destruction as they see the Archipelago up in fire that burned and it was one flame that never went out. All of them spelled deadly and all of them were weaponized to the bone, being very heavy when it came to defense but fast in terms of speed and rate of fire. If it's not capable of defending itself, there is no purpose in having it be one of their own; it's better off being used by the others that they were allied with such as the Divers for example. Barbaric raiders they were but knowledgeable behind their ruse as coming off as feral animals who lust for destruction, that was how they were feared; they have always been doing this since their interest in the business revolving all around them has caught onto their attention. But the Infernal Jackal had no interest in use and enslaving these beasts to sell them to the others, he intended to sell them machines of war and destruction in order to aid in the business; not participate themselves. They took it literally and built their image as being wildmen towards their enemies, but knowledgeable to their allies. Nothing was leaked out from the shadows and no one was safe from their path, a tribe that not even Ryker was comfortable in standing by and hated; as with the main tribe of the Dragon Hunters for they are marionettes to no one of their use, this independence made them stand out among them because of their nature. They served as a symbol to those who might think to betray them as death will be bound to follow in the traitor's footsteps, out of mercy as they never had such desire to the ones who have wronged them
He exited out of the roofed shelter and stood overhead before the stronghold not too far on the rock that shot outwards from where he was standing atop, he mounted onto Rainserviper and flew off to the fortress in front of them; which was at that point the storm clouds grew as lightning began to crackle. Frynir had watched their departure and knew that it was coming to this point, she had been witnessing the chase to stop the sentries from alerting them to their location and saw the paling skin with that familiar expression of not being able to go head on with that infernal war buggy they've developed; now ready to be used by them. Innovative it might've been but everything has an weakness, until there was clear info on what this one is then he had to give it everything he's got before he runs off. She needed closure on the truth and to show him that he was right about her having an backstory just as he suspected, there's one to every Dragon and she's got one of the seriously unlucky ones unfortunately; now she's got him where he wants him and so she took off once again to his location as the thoughts of that war buggy made her bare her fangs, her razor talons were ready to clutch onto his body
HTTYD
Mikekolt jumped off the back of Rainserviper down to the stronghold's center, diving to the fortress before flipping upwards and slamming his fist to the ground; creating an feeling that a tremor erupted before them all. However, it turned out to be an trap as this was not one of their strongholds but instead was designed more like an arena; outside were twin catapults as they all launched into the arena trap that he sprung. As if that was not worse enough at all the Dragon Marauders began to jump out from atop of the battlements, swarming all around him as they started out little by little. He threw his cloak off and brought out his sword that burned alight with the green colored plasma of an Night Fury, provided to him thanks to his teacher Raedwit the Illusionist; swinging his burning blade against the savages roamed this barren land of blistering heat that would drive anyone to the brink of madness, but these warriors did not give the slightest bit of concern at all once
Mikekolt's Dragons provided firepower down towards any of the incoming attackers that had attempted to strike him from some of the directions he was too focused to target every now and then. He stabbed through one's chest and used his knife to stab another one's wrist, and the third was sent flying away in a sprial towards the wall; flipping his Phoenixripper back to aim the thick fang pommel of his blade and holding the igniting lever to release the streams of flames that engulfed groups of Marauders all in one go, this action caused the stronghold to be set on fire but some parts were affected while most of it was not. One of them struck him in the back and tried to slash down against him, but he slid to the side and stabbed the Marauder through with his burning sword; falling to the ground as he dropped his blade. He took the scimitar nearby stabbed into the ground as he confronted another wave of them in the western corner of the center, running up to them and swinging the curved sword against their armored to exposed bodies; with him shooting an arrow out to hit one in the throat and in the leg. He then threw the sword against their group as some of them scattered away but it could not be established for some who were killed upon contact, the sword blowing into bits to pieces
The storm was getting worse as the sand was blowing even faster and lightning was getting closer to their location, looming over them all as the assault continued; with Mikekolt being slammed from the sides and the back as they were not to be taken on alone, but his actions spoke out for him as he always carried on his descendant's strong defiance and resistance to losing hope just like Axethor had when his house was destroyed. He's fought many swarms of these warriors alone but it didn't seem to matter to the others who discouraged this, but they don't have authority over what he does what he believes is right. As he confronted the group of them incoming towards the right side, he got out his tusked shield and rammed into them; impaling them with the tusks and spikes on the front, throwing them off to the side when he blocked a incoming axe that was thrown by them. He did not anticipate in an arrow stabbing into his right ankle as he began to bleed, taking it out right away before uppercutting another incoming Marauder with his shield; bashing and impaling him with the tusks afterwards just to make sure he's not going to attack him if he survived this fatal wound
Suddenly the gate raised open upwards as a Hunter Centuar stepped out, raising his weapon to the air and giving out an call to the others; this victim reared back on it's hind talons before trotting towards him with his spear that had a dangling morning star ball on the end. Mikekolt hadn't dealt with these ones in awhile since he punished Gruffnut for his deception, getting out of the way by sliding to the left side where he headbutted into his body; picking it up into the air before preforming an suplex to the ground. With the tomahawk in his hands he ripped through his stomach across from the chest to the underbelly, spilling his guts and organs onto the ground as the Hunter Centuar didn't stand a chance against him; but these warriors did as they all pounced onto him making sure that he's crushed underneath the pile they created of themselves. Taking him down one by one until he was fully covered in a mound of dogpiled Dragon Marauders who wouldn't let him get a single breath of air, but that point was when a green colored plasma flame glowed from within
Mikekolt ignited the Phoenixripper by pressing down on the igniting lever, burning all of the piled up attackers where he then stood up and smacked them all away; standing before them when he wore his armor and slightly bent towards the direction he was facing as his scars and wounds were beginning to take effect on him. The sandstorm all around had clouded the sky but he knew that they were still there with him, but the sound of lightning going haywire had look everywhere in search of that one Skrill who may have found him; nothing came as there was just sand clouding his vision. Another arrow was shot but he blocked with his shield this time and found the archers up on the battlement walls, throwing three of his axes overhead above as they all struck their targets; while he threw another two of them overhead against the last wave of Marauders coming his way but by this point, the sandstorm had him blinded and this gave them the advantage
He was grappled by one and thrown up against the wall as he crashed against a weapon stack that really hurt his spinal cord on his back, but he grabbed an sling and swung it around in a counterclockwise motion; throwing chunks of rocks that had them falling to the ground and some of the many rocks stabbed into their exposed skin, and it hurt like a bitch. Though he knew that this had limited uses and made the best of them all by throwing the chunks of rocks towards them with hard swings, until it ran out and served it's use as he threw it against them; exploding with a powerful bang that knocked them down
Not wanting to let them survive out of attacking their home and forcing Axethor into a state of vowing to stay home to protect it, Mikekolt grabbed an Deathgripper Acid Flare bomb out from behind and threw it towards the group; bouncing upwards before exploding into a mess of flammable acid that melted their skin as well as set them on fire. He ran up and slashed all of them through with his flaming sword in conjunction with his tomahawk, chopping away all the chunks of flesh and bones in their bodies; uppercutting them from their jaws before in a matter of seconds he grabbed one by the throat, slitting his neck before heatbutting them to the ground. However in the madness of the chaos and blinded by the storms in the desert, a call was heard from above the deafening storm where lightning struck down to the fortress; a Skrill that Mikekolt knew too well was shrouded in the blowing sand but the sun showed her relfection, he was too busy dealing with the Marauders who attacked his home and forced his best friend into acting this way to notice her. He's does not like it when someone tries to tell him that his house may be destroyed, but he's going to force him into staying here so that his house doesn't end up like his; that's not going to happen at all and he's still angry about it
Mikekolt threw another one of his bombs as it was the Volcanripper Napalm variation this time around, exploding into a molten fiery mess as drops of melted rock dripped onto the floor; slaughtering more of them than they slaughter people who trespass on their territory. Frynir dived right down into the man and with her talons dug into the upper right side of his eye, ripping through his skin and leaking blood to pour out onto the ground before she got back into flying in the air. He looked up with his right eye closed and saw the same Dragon who tortured him years ago: "Frynir, not you again!" He yelled out as he managed to open both of his eyes to see clearly, his voice was alerted but he could not be distracted by her now as the Marauders swarmed him on all sides
Frynir has had enough of this chaos erupting the stronghold fortress as he was going to die if he kept fighting a battle that he cannot win alone like a one man army, effortlessly dodging the sudden attacks from the Marauders as she dived downwards towards Mikekolt with fast speed; her razor bladed bronze colored talons extended outwards as one of the Marauders smacked him heavily against the back of his head, with a bone crunching sound to follow as he was sent flying off in a spiraling motion. The lightning riding beast had clutched below on his shoulder guards as she took him by the arms, blood flying outwards from his scars and the open wounds continued to pour out; lifting him higher into the sky before taking him into the storm where she proceeded to ride the lightning, leaving behind the stronghold fortress as it vanished along with the storm clouds. Mikekolt's Dragons immediately flew off afterwards as their rider was taken and they needed to search for help, in the form of his father Roachkolt; who was returning back to home after killing his wife's stalker
The very last time that Mikekolt was heard from was when he screamed: "Damn you, Frynir!" before falling unconscious thanks to being struck hard in the back of his head by a club, now it will be done as she took him back to an place that no one would follow her; she was left with no other way for him to know that she was not who he believed she was
But in return she had a gift that awaited just for him, as it acts like the final remnants of how she calls it her magic...
(A/N: That's just a choice of words, there is no magic involved in this trilogy and series)
HTTYD
Back at the home island they lived at, his half-brother Breyerkolt had been gathering allies as he was joined by Katetiburon who could use some help in doing so; during this time it was at last when a man approached them, knowing that the man before him was the face he had not seen in an very long while. He has heard the news about him being rescued by his son but he did not expect him to look like all he ever wanted to be when he grew up, now he was found and saved from the hands of Alesandric; but where was Mikekolt? He had to know the reason behind the absence of his son, for he was his father: Roachkolt Castlekroftservkhall
Roachkolt Castlekroftservkhall had loose and lengthy cut dark ravenna brown hair that had a volcano and irish red tint that was easily seen in the sun, appearing tougher and rugged as it was messy and full of dirty blonde texture; along with that came boxbraided dreadlocks that covered his ears and blew about in the wind like his son. His beard covered his cheeks and in the process was a full beard, being combed downwards and straight with no exceptions; the bottom edges had sharp pointed bangs that were slightly curled outwards on the sides while remaining down on the front, his long and mustache split into dual fu manchu like tails on the sides as it too was combed downwards as it went down to his lips. His beard did go down and stopped at his upperchest as he appeared fearsomely with his mullet split into many tails like his stache. His armor that he wore was mostly Volcanripper Metal in between his ebony black tunic, with diamond pattern sleeves under his vambraces and scaled vest that also had fur on it; with his pants being made from animal leather, his boots being metal tipped and having a trio of studded straps all around the two in place of lashings. His arms were strapped on well with the same studded straps used for his boots, while his weapon of choice happened to be a very sharpened double edge and bladed axe that rested on his back. Finally, he had a accent that told and reminded everyone that he was still among the Italian descent
"Breyerkolt, it's been too long since I lost you to that Priest with his false predictions of the oracle who comes from the same land he comes from; now thanks to your brother we can be family again as your mother's here. Though I ask you this: where is my natural born son?" He asked using natural born as a distinction between his stepson and his real one
"Father he's left to confront the Marauders who attacked us and forced Axethor into a state of misery, right now he's training with the new recruits but he's trying to make them fail so he doesn't have to go back and leave his home defenseless" Breyerkolt told him everything as he feared what his father might say, but this is his father after all and he's the one whom agrees with his son's decision since he too is strongly defiant against special rituals and rites of passages in order to be apart of the family
"Gone off to confront the Marauders, just hope that Skrill he's been having nightmares about and trouble overcoming doesn't go anywhere near him; I've lost you once and I'm not losing a child I've raised before and after you were taken. The first time I've heard of him telling how she brutally electrocuted him throughout his days as an prisoner, we've tried many times to rescue him two years ago but their defense was just too strong to overcome; had it not been for his resistance then he would've died by that man who calls himself the brother to Viggo. A man like him might as well force him into a game that he doesn't like playing, Chess is an better choice in the end" Roachkolt growled at the thoughts of that female Skrill and towards Viggo for letting his brother take him when eh had no knowledge on how to defeat Drayko and his fellow Knights
"Viggo has been betrayed by the Dragon Hunters, he's on our side now and he's got one of his own; but Talon's not hostile towards us and last I've seen from him, he's bonded with Drayko and Toothless. Your son's a walking armory all thanks to the weapons he built and the armor he's wearing, so he's not defeated by the Marauders that's for sure..." Katetiburon told him as he turned to face her
"Ah so you're the mistress warrior he calls Katetiburon then, heard from him that he found our ancestor's tomahawk while meeting you; call me out when I say that he seems to be a little interested in you because it's worth the backhand slap" Roachkolt finally got to meet the woman whom his son mentioned few times about, even saying that he's developing a crush on her as it wouldn't matter if he gets called out for it
"Until we've fought enough times on the battlefield for us to actually fall in love, it's going to be quite the time in order for it to develop; according to him he says that some people aren't meant to marry a man and woman they don't truly love, if they don't feel like they're fated to live until death makes them depart then they never were from the beginning. I can say that's what he feels around Lucindius the Fierce, she's just not his type that's all" Katetiburon gave her thoughts about falling in love with him and recalled that some couples aren't meant to be together
"Herkatlore felt that way too lass but we truly loved each other, in the future when the two of you are betrothed to each other; this feeling will rise and marriage is unclear as he will be ready to begin an new family together, for now however he's going to go through the phase I have gone through just like my son. Now then, you state that Viggo is now an ally to us?" That caught his interest as he wanted to know more about Ryker's betrayal against his brother
Just then his stepson looked up to see his half-brother's approaching Bravo Dragons coming to their path: Rainserviper, Deathstalker, Blood and Bone, Dustscorcher and Tuskfang along with Lethalruin all touched down around them; having been alerted by the recent events in which involved their rider being taken. Poseidonsplinter seemed to have asked what went wrong, as they all told him what happened; relaying this information to him afterwards as Breyerkolt growled
"My brother's been taken by an Skrill after the assault on the Marauder's stronghold fortress, and that one's the same individual who showed Mikekolt what hell is really like; he's strong enough to find his way back for sure but I can't let him be killed against her wishes if she's still being held as prisoner" Breyerkolt told them as Roachkolt turned to face them
"Rendezvous at Darkheart Prison since that's bound to be where he is and if not there, he'll come to the place; understand?" Roachkolt gave his order to them as they nodded and flew off before Breyerkolt decided to look for him
"He's risked his own life in finding me and I'm about to do the same for him, in the meantime I'll keep in contact with you father; just hope we can see our mother again soon" Breyerkolt mounted his Thunderdrum before taking off with a leap from the ground, heading in the direction where Frynir's nest is bound to be located
The search for his half-brother is about to begin once more and Axethor's desire to stay may change when the news comes to him about his friend...
Before the next chapter begins I would like to mention that the place where Frynir made her nest has been changed because it doesn't look like a Skrill would make an nest near the seas, there is also something at the beginning of the next chapter that's based of a MGS 3 dream sequence called: Guy Savage which unfortunately has been removed from the HD version, it's bullshit there. You may have taken noticed that I'm adding more details to Mikekolt as we go on but that's because I'm thinking of some new things to have him give himself like retractable razor blades on his shoulder guards and narrow x-crossed straps on his battleskirt as seen on Riku Replica in his dark form bodysuit
Now about Mikekolt's sword, I decided to get rid of it since I can never find a place to have him use it because I've been making him use Tiburonkolt's Tomahawk a lot more than what he's usually using which is swords. So let's have him build one that truly matches him since the first one gave off more of a graveyard/undead feeling while the second one that was a scimitar didn't look like it matched him, this time it's his true second sword because that was not really his real one; just a temporary one to use. His second sword will match his image as it's going to have his traits along with his Dragon's integrated into the blade, such as these:
Mikekolt's Bronze Armored Ram Horn from his father Roachkolt
Rainserviper's fangs
Deathstalker's triple tails
Blood and Bone's smoke
Dustscorcher's power and strength
Tuskfang's "it's-in-the-name"
Lethalruin's firing capability
Frynir's reflective tattoos
Lanceuardian's sharpened edge
I am sure that you understand the idea of what the new sword would look like because he's never found too much use for his regular weapon and his tomahawk was just his weapon to quickly kill someone. For now his arsenal has been completed and he's ready to truly fight in the Dragonroot Company Attacks in the war between the Knights and the Dragon Hunters, as there's always going to be that victory at the end of the long road full of hard sacrifices that had to be made in order to ensure that Dragonkind has been saved once again for now until the Dragon Hunters come up with a new plan for their business