Elvarg's Destiny
A Skeleton's Nightmare
The level 26 skeleton walked around with his rusty scimitar, proud. He glanced at the lesser demons and thought, nothing can get past here. No one can harm Elvarg!
He heard the female dragon roar. The level 26 skeleton diverted what used to be his eyes over to her cave. She must be in so much pain. It was true. Elvarg was giving birth. In 30 endless days it would hatch, and there would be a new dragon to guard.
There was a small creak. The level 26 skeleton stayed still, alert for any movement. The lesser demons were uneasy, pacing along the ground, and guarding along the weak spot of the cave, which red spiders guarded.
A few rocks fell to the ground. The leaders of the skeletons stood there; ready to kill anybody who had the lust to kill Elvarg. More rocks came down…all the skeletons were focused on the rope that lead above…
A warrior came down with several other men. They unsheathed their swords and swung. The level 26 skeleton stood with his back against Elvarg's cave, ready to defend her. He hadn't seen any orange shields- so who were they? Only a magical shield with forces that protected against fire could help kill Elvarg.
Then- a small glimpse of bright fiery orange. The warrior was blending himself in with the shadows, to get away slowly from the crowd and kill Elvarg. The level 26 skeleton gripped his scimitar tightly, waiting for the worst to come.
It came. The warrior was a bit shocked seeing a weak skeleton guarding the cage, and leaped through the stalagmites. The skeleton followed suit, carefully placing his bony feet on the dry floor.
Elvarg's tail thrashed around. She was completely enveloped by darkness. The egg was cradled in her wings, keeping it warm. But she couldn't get rid of the danger sign flashing in her head…
Her tail struck something. There was a clatter on the floor Her eyes gleamed red and saw-
A warrior. And a skeleton behind him. They weren't allowed in her cave! Carefully, she set down the egg, making it impossible to see, and went to go kill the warrior. She stepped outside into the dull light and took her claw and thrust him to the far wall. The skeleton stayed in a corner, watching in admiration, while Elvarg roared. The warrior was motionless, groaning in pain. His shield lay on the floor, and Elvarg breathed fire. It burnt the warrior badly.
But still, he got up, and moved a step. Groaning again, he threw a dagger at her wing, and hit it's target. Elvarg roared and finished him off, with her fire.