Chapter Three

The Forces of Fire

"Go! Attack! Kill," the man yelled. He is a warrior class, and he took an arrow out of his quiver, loaded it into his bow, and shot Vallen.

"AAARRRGGG! Dang! That hurt," Vallen said as he started to mend his wound.

"Whoa, that man wields a Killer Bow," Alexis said, "and it has a high critical hit rate! Oh, god!" Alexis was being overwhelmed. Meanwhile, Vallen was trying to get close enough to the man.

"Lawson," Vallen yelled.

"Wha–who–V–Vallen, is that you," the man asked.

"Yes, now why are you teamed up with these rouges?"

"Ugh–I–ugh–needed the money, that's all."

"Well, you're on the wrong side. King Allen was killed, and you almost killed me! Join us, please?"

"Well–I–you–god, this is so dumb! Fine, you got me!"

"Great!" Lawson just joined the trio.

"Wha–what's happening," Lance yelled as his red stone started to glow. It flashed, glowed brighter, until nobody could see anything but the bloody red color of light. Lance's screaming voice was the only thing that could be heard. Then, everyone felt heat waves; a mighty dragon's roar was then heard, and a sudden ocean of fire shot in every direction. Not even screams from the other people were heard. Then, everything went dark, the earth shook, water and shock waves were flying everywhere, beames of light shot every where, and a ray beam so powerful, so multicolored, that it was divine strength. After that, the earth came back into sight, and everyone except Lance, Vallen, Alexis and Lawson were dead, lying on the ground lifelessly. Lance was floating in the air as a result of aftershock. Vallen rushed to his new lord's side.

"God, I knew this would happen," Vallen said.

"He will struggle by trying to contain the power," Vallen remembered Allen tell him. "You've been serving me for more than fifteen years, Vallen. If someday, I am to die, you must help him. Vallen, you now hold my trust," he said as he started to walk away. "Any objections to this task, General Vallen?"

"N – no, none milord," Vallen had said.

"Good."

"Lance, Lance come down," Vallen said, starting to tug and pull him down.

"Ugh," Lance said as Alexis and Lawson started to help him get down, "Vallen, what happed? What's happening to me?"

"Don't worry," Vallen replied calmly, "I'll explain it to you later."

Two hours later, they arrive at the Tiberoan Inn. Vallen and Lance are having a discussion about what had happened.

"…and that's what your father told me," Vallen said as he continued. "That power is an ancient form of the Red-Eyed Dragon's Dragon Magic."

"Hold on. Did you say 'Dragon Magic'," Lance asked, with a surprised look on his face. "Dragons still exist?"

"Yes. And to fully master your new power, you need to slay the six other dragons, and the person who owns the Dragon Stone, or the spiritual power of the dragon," Vallen explained. "That is all you need to know, well for now at least."

"Alright," Lance said as he got up. "Thanks a lot Vallen."

"No problem." Then, Lance noticed two things. The first one was that Lawson was drunk at the bar, and yelling at people who were talking amongst themselves. He was even yelling at the bar tender for no reason at all. The second was that Alexis was walking by herself into the next corridor, where the rooms were. So he decided to follow her.