*Bangs head on desk* How do I do these things? The most important chapter and I accidentally didn't post it? Really? Argh! So, here's the chapter that was SUPPOSED to be up weeks ago, I hope you enjoy!
As the dragonslayers waged war against Shadowlogia, struggling as, step by hard earned step, they drove her farther and farther away from their precious castle, Cheila was resting near the far end of the castle rampart.
"You did to much." Jack said worriedly as Cheila leaned against the wall with her back to the chaos, sitting on the cold stones that made up the walls. Rain still came pouring down, but by now Jack was all to used to the steady pounding of raindrops on her back.
Cheila looked over to Cole. He was standing slightly away from everyone else, taking uneven breaths and gripping one of his arms. Other then the minor scratches, and the single painfully large bruise on his chest from being slammed into a tree, he was mostly unharmed from the run through the woods.
"Who's that?" Cheila asked, she'd briefly met Cole when he'd come to Lamia Scale, but Cole had quickly escaped the group after their arrival.
"That's Cole Wingheart. He's a transfer mage, but Shadowlogia's nightmare energy has been overpowering his abilities. He normally absorbs through contact. If he means to or not, he would still risk taking someones energy and abilities and leaving them drained every time he touched someone. But ever since Shadowlogia showed up, he's been trapped in a state of absorbing nightmare power, and he's been able to touch everyone without issue. He hasn't said, but I can tell he's in pain."
Cheila looked up at Cole again, he was now staring out at the dragonslayers, and Jack saw the dawn of something on his face.
"Cole!" Jack caught his attention and gestured for him to join them.
He did just this, and quickly said.
"I have an idea."
"Should I be concerned?" Jack asked worriedly.
"No. Well, that depends on if you value my life or not."
"Of course I value your life! What are you going to do?"
Cole fixed Jack with a serious look.
"When I absorb power, I add some of my own magic to it, making it stronger."
"Yeah?" Jack urged him to continue.
Cole looked out at the dragonslayers.
"I can end this." He said, before running to the edge of the castle and jumping.
"Cole!" Jack cried out, Cheila forced her way to her feet and leaned heavily on the wall, the two girls watched as Cole used a blast of nightmare power from a transfer magic circle to push off of the castle wall and over the electric moat.
He sprinted out towards the dragon, a steely look in his onyx black eyes.
They all took me in when no one else would. I've got to find a way to save our guild. If Shadowlogia breaks through the runes, she'll demolish the castle. She'll demolish our home!
Thoughts ran wild through the boys mind as he skidded to a halt, his boots caked with mud.
He looked up in pure awe at the sheer enormity of this creature that was threatening them. The dragonslayers were being pushed back towards the castle again, and they were running out of energy.
Cole took a deep breath, his mind was set.
"Guys! Roar at me!"
"What?" Onyx asked, wondering if all the nightmare magic had finally made Cole crack.
"Trust me! Please! I can end this, I know how!"
"If the kid wants us to blast him, we should blast him!" Sting voted.
"Cole, are you sure about this?" Wendy asked as she came bouncing backwards from her last attempt at piercing Shadowlogia's hide.
"Yes! Yes, I'm sure!" Cole shouted.
"Cole, what are you going to do?" Natsu asked as he came running back, all the other dragonslayers were now forming a circle around Cole, looking at him with varying degrees of skepticism.
The only thing holding Shadowlogia back from crushing them all were the vines that Orchid had used to bind her ankles to the ground.
Yet one by one, the bright green leafy vines were snapping.
Cole fixed Natsu with a look that Natsu didn't expect from the unconfident youth. He looked furious, and determined to accomplish his goal.
"I'm going to kill that thing. I'm going to make sure it never comes back."
One by one, the dragonslayers looked to each other, nods were passed back and forth hesitantly.
"Where do you want us?" Onyx finally asked.
Cole sighed, relieved they trusted him enough to go along with his plan.
Soon enough, the dragonslayers had spread out into a half circle. Cole facing the dragon.
"Now!" Cole exclaimed, before Shadowlogia could break free, and before he could get the chance to back out.
"Fire dragon..."
"Lightning dragon..."
"Sky dragon..."
"Iron dragon..."
"Garden dragon..."
"Poison dragon..."
"Rock dragon..."
"Water dragon..."
"Light dragon..."
"Shadow dragon..."
Cole fisted his hands and let out a breath, for a moment, all energy seeped out of his system.
For the first time in his life, his natural hair color was revealed, the color of his clothes were the color they had been dyed.
He looked up at the dragon with wide violet eyes, black hair streaked white covered one of his eyes, and his mellow brown poncho billowed around him. His Draconem Heart guild mark outlined on his shoulder in white.
A smile found it's way onto the boys face, he finally knew what his true colors were.
"ROAR!"
The attacks struck all at once, and Cole screamed out, clashing colors from so many different forms of magic waring inside him as his system struggled to process what was happening.
Cole's throat felt raw as he screamed, his body felt as though it had been lit aflame, as though he'd been struck by lightning. Poison raced through his system and he could suddenly feel the vibrations in the rock and the movement of the water falling from above. The wind swirled around him in the hair, shadows collected around his feet. Throughout the absorption of so many magics when he was already exhausted as it was, Cole had managed to remain standing. Light shone from his form and fire collected along with the winds.
Cole threw both of his arms forward, palms outward, and a fifteen foot circumference magic circle tie dyed all the colors of the magic inside him, along with the dark teal that represented his own magic, formed and began spinning in front of him.
Out of this blasted a cannon of all of the dragonslayers power multiplied times over inside the relatively small form of Cole Wingheart.
The cannon was like a blurred blast of flame filled with all the colors of the dragonslayers and the transfer mage. It struck with such powerful impact that a hole was scorched clean through the nightmare dragons chest.
It's death scream filled the air, the smell of it burning choked the mages as the dragon fell backwards, disintegrating as it fell and roaring out it's anguish all the way.
The dragon struck the ground, and a pile of sparkling black dust was all that remained of the feared creature known as Shadowlogia.
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