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This took me FOUR days to upload. Fanfiction just didn't like it I guess. I'm so so so sorry for this late update, especially since I finished it a day after the LAST chapter and I was going to upload chapter 17 by now, but because of the tech difficuties I got so fed up that my writing spree was over. I'll work on the next chapter tonight, then try to get it up in the next couple of days, I HOPE! I'm really sorry and feel really bad, especially since this is basically the beginning of the climax, which will be ch. 17 if all goes well. Then you wont have to read this sorry escuse for a Fanfic anymore!
Chapter Sixteen: Dragon Demon
Rath landed not so gracefully on his side and used his sword to block the black magic spell Nadil had sent towards him. For someone who usually sat back and had everything done for him, the Demon Lord was fighting pretty fiercely. Why, Rath thought. What is so important this time that wasn't before?
He might've the chance to ask if Nadil wasn't pulling every magic spell from his belt to get the fight over with as soon as possible.
He threw a glance over his shoulder toward the door. Where was Rune with the hundred Dragon fighters like the faerie had promised? Stupid, good-for-nothing, non-fighting elf-wannabee…
A scream. Who had it come from? The Knight barely had time to register that it was his own scream before being strangled by very small, white creatures with wiry, sharp fingers. Bloodsuckers… His eyes went hazy as he tried ripping the things from his neck. He couldn't breath and his left arm had been a casualty to the blast Shydeman had fired from behind. He wished he could remember everything that had happened before then but to be honest the fight had melted into a series of action and counteractions. No thinking. No time to think now…
Nadil's stench was blocked out by the lack of open airways but Rath knew it all to well as the Demon Lord drew closer. Those eyes that carried no soul inside of them, those sharp teeth, that instinctive smile. He knew the Demon Lord well, too well for his tastes. He hated the realization that he'd die knowing all too much the evil that was Nadil.
"You see now, Rath?" That voice, heavy and light at the same time floated in and out of the dieing knight's thoughts. "It is not you I want. It is not Cesia. It is not even Lykouleon, my worst enemy and deepest hatred. It is she. That stupid creature you took a liking to. Die knowing that."
There was a yell and the sound of blood gushing from a wound behind them both. Nadil turned, allowing Rath to see Shydeman on the floor, his head laying a few feet away and the Dragon Lord with a dirty sword.
To Be Continued...
I think I owe a tad of expanation. See, "Bloodsuckers", those little creepy-looking white things strangling my favorite Dragon Knight of Fire, are of my own imagination. I had NO idea how Nadil was going to get Rath and thought about how I wanted Rath, um, to die. So, they aren't in the comic but i thought they were creepy. So there it is, i'm sorry if it's a stupid idea. But hey, HEADLESS ACTION! Everyone likes a good decapitation right? Right?