Chapter 34

Wind against Acron

"How about we go in and nuke them?" Thrask suggested.

"Problem is, I doubt you can, your laser beam will tear holes into the island, and its too concentrated. Besides, Erilious has outstanding wind, so us dragons, could slice them with our wings." Xelur informed.

"Thrask, maybe you should come with Gught, he is the one who is extremely prepared for this fight." Xelur commanded.

"What do you mean Extremely? He is just a Phoenix and they are fire resistant!" Thrask complained.

"Thrask, I regret to inform you that you just embarrassed yourself in front of us." Gught said while turning into a huge sphere of holy light. It was almost as bright as the sun, and then when it dissipated, it was a human that came out of it. "I am not just a Phoenix, but a executioner. Good thing that I do not use fire for attacking, I use this nice guillotine, which can even slice through Sevawings." Gught bluffed.

"Maybe instead of bragging, please look behind you." Xelur said. "I am getting the others, you fend them off please."

They both looked behind them, and all they could see was a smoking mothership, flaming and exerting electrical energy, and thousands of Acron. Gught held his hand back while holding his circular execution tool, and threw it with great momentum. Thrask immediately tried to navigate the islands so that he may get close and personal with the invading horde. When Gught's blade hit, it ricocheted from one neck to another, sometimes slicing through the centers of their chassis or body. It came back like a boomerang, and it came fast, fast enough to kill him as well. Gught held his hand with his gauntlet set to overload, and then he reached for it, like he was wanting to grab the blade. It finally came close enough, as Gught quickly lowered his hand to dodge the blade and immediately grabbed the handle.

"Easy to do this." Gught mumbled. "Wait Thrask what are you doing!? Get Back Here!"

Thrask was almost running like a cheetah, being almost restless as he ran towards the horde himself. He thought that if he could fly and shoot his beam, then this would be all over. Winds were cold and frigid, making him cold, but Thrask did not care for the temperature. All he wanted to do was to save this tribe and repel this so called Acron threat. He remembered what Xelur said about their wings being able to cut through them, so he tried and swung his wing like a sword, but the wind did not come out and instead what came out was visible air, being grey and dull. Thrask thought that the statement was utterly false, and he decided to go to the bridge that connected to the island that the Acron were about to board. Gught was quickly catching up as Thrask was freezing cold moving like a mobile rock with grass legs.

The young dragon jumped from the side of the bridge, but now could fly due to the high winds constantly blowing upwards, but he was also going back so he was trying to fly forward as he was facing the frigid wind.

"Oh No you dont!" An Acron acolyte said while shooting out a grappling hook to Thrask. The chain quickly clasped around Thrask's tail and yanked him down to the island that was next to another island where Gught was running over. Thrask looked back, seeing that a acolyte already succeeded in catching him, but Thrask knew it was not over yet. For the last resort, despite Xelur's suggestion, Thrask opened his mouth shining a red orb that grew. The soldiers came and tried to shut his snout, but it was already too late, as Thrask immediately spewed a bright red laser. The Acolytes were not vaporizing like always, but they were still affected by the beam by blurred vision and overloaded circuits. The young red dragon stopped his attack, and when he looked at the Acolytes, they were crouching, but they surprisingly stepped back up to reel Thrask in again.

"God damn it Thrask!" Gught yelled.

"Help!" Thrask yelped.

Gught could not bear to watch, but he kept on going with his black and neon blue exoskeleton framing his armor and his blade right behind him. He managed to stand face to face with the Acron, but The Acolyte who yanked him to the island had him by the neck, with a fist.

"Let him go you sick bastards..." Gught angrily said.

"We will, but first, pay up." The Acolyte said.

"Give up what for a juvenile?" Gught asked.

"The wind Anophyst please." The black acolyte rasped.

Gught then clenched his fist, being enraged that they think they would do that. "Hell no you Acron scum.." Gught yelled out. "Over my Dead body!"

"Are you saying you want to die in the hands of us?" Another Acolyte asked.

"Gught dont Liste-" Thrask attempted to warn Gught, as the acolyte bound both his bottom and top jaw.

"Go ahead, I dare you." Gught said while preparing his weapon.

Soon one blasted Gught in the face, but the blast almost did nothing to Gught, as if the blast was just a little speck of grass thrown at him. He then retaliated with a huge blast of wind coming from his blade. The circular disc then sprouted out from its handles and the disk raised, as it separated the disc blade piece by piece, making it look like a Glaive. Three blades curved to the Center, making a little circle with a handle, while the other pieces made the blades shift away from the blades. It soon looked like it could kill somebody from a mile away. and Gught spun his circular Glaive above his head, and made the wind so sharp it could tear through metal, then with each wind gust cutting through the legs of hundreds of Acron, as their futile energy blasts hit Gught. When Gught was finished twirling his Glaive, he threw it and Thrask lowered his head, while seeing the Glaive literally slice through the necks of the many.

"Backup has arrived!" Xelur yelled out from the cave, with many dragons behind him.

-Reinforcements are coming to your area in about thirty minutes. Hang on!-

"We got our own!" An Acolyte from the back said.

Soon, another three Motherships came from the sky, just from cloaking, and with almost an whole armada with them. Then an Acolyte ordered a carrier to come down to immobilize and pick up Thrask, and Gught. The young one was sick and tired of all of the Acron coming, so he quickly shot rapid blasts of pure destructive energy, that quickly ended the operation of the mothership on the right. Soon he did that for the one in the Center, and it fell quickly. Gught immediately jumped towards it, and like Davoskis, kicked it into oblivion on touch. The other Dragons helped too by using their wings to make winds like swords and shot them directly at the Acron. Soon a million came from the mothership's husk. They started bringing in their special types of weapons, that consisted of missiles and lasers. When it hit Gught, he sighed as the impacts did nothing as well to affect him. Although for Thrask, each hit knocked him down, and left ashes on the bridge. Surprisingly, nothing other than the ground has not been damaged yet. The Dragons were doing well at dispatching the millions coming from the husk of the first mothership, but it still was not enough. Gught then gone in front of Thrask and threw his Glaive to eliminate additional hostile threats in front of him, but things for the Acron gone as planned. Soon a carrier quickly raised on the side, and blasted them with a huge stun ray, and with the tractor beam, took them away from Erilious. Xelur looked as the Carrier traveled away and silently said goodbye. The Acron that were not on the ground withdrew from the battlefield and the millions were left to try and take the Anophyst from the citizens of Erilious.


-On the carrier-

The Overseer laughed like a madman as he saw both of them being prepared for conversion. Within the walls of the ship, came pipes of tan, grounds that are black, and red markings that appeared like each five seconds. Inside the room for conversion for Gught, they have already put him in titanium locks so that they could not be destroyed with Wind. Thrask on the other hand was treated differently, with on a much worse scale. he was grabbed by his tail and taken to a hall similar to a prison. He was thrown in one of the empty cells which had nothing but Dust and darkness. He looked at the other animal who was in front of him released, thinking that he would get out, but then he was led by the overseer who had a tiny knife hidden on his gauntlets. A Few minutes later, with Thrask tirelessly trying to take off his muzzle, heard screams of agony from his left. It was louder than a banshee, but it was coming from another room, which was far away. Multiple were yelling now, both from his position and the freed's position. Thrask covered his ears, trying to keep the noises from blasting his ears, but he simply couldn't, as the noises kept on passing through his hands and arms. It was almost impossible, but then it became quiet with a few mourning animals and some with just silence, then Thrask heard one who was captured, yell like he was dying and nothing else came out. Momentarily, the Overseer came in with the body of the dead alien, who seemed to have been killed by a stab in the head and chest, and it was oozing blue blood. The young one gasped as the Overseer came at his door and then wrapped his arm around his neck. "You're next."

Gught was still quite depressed that there was almost a chance where Thrask would never see daylight ever again, all just because he decided to barge in. Now himself was already in a state where he couldn't move, and if he turned into a phoenix, he would be vulnerable to so many things due to the fire not lighting his feathers, and shielding him. With a burning sensation of hate, he looked at the laser being pointed straight to his head, as all he could see was a green ball, and a couple of Acolytes standing guard.

"The Catch was a success. Although on the ground of Erilious, we cannot take down, they already outmatched us." A guard said.

"I feel like the young one will be perfect for invading this windy sector... Hold on I am contacting the Overseer." An Acolyte informed.

Soon the machine lit up, and Gught was now in complete silence as he knew what he was going to do was gonna work, and it had to or else he is not worthy of being in the arcane clan. As the machine was ready to fire, A knife was carefully placed between the gun and his neck. The operator said fire, and the machine fired a beam. The split second between Gught and the laser took place, and He opened himself up, showing nothing but himself. The beam hit him, but with the results of the beam, it was not working. It began powering him up like never before, giving him the ability to shapeshift like Ripper's mother. In rage, he turned himself into a Golem like the spearman's mother who came in. With that, he broke free, and smashed the machines, as the Acron acolytes started shooting him. The energy kept on exerting, and soon it became a killing aura that would stop functions necessary for life. He felt like he was desperately going to need it, so he hurried out and tried to find Thrask!

-WARNING, THE PRISONER HAS BROKE OUT AND GONE LOOSE. KILL AT SIGHT.-

The alarms sounded that out, and Gught ran faster, trying to survive while exacting revenge on every Acron on the carrier. The aura stopped to try and recharge, but Gught did not care if it had to recharge, all he needed it for was desperate situations, and so far, the only thing that was even enough for that type of situation was that everyone on the carrier was trying to find and kill him. With the Golem form though, he was practically immune to anything that the Acron threw at him. He saw his first victim and he charged at the acolyte who was off guard. The acolyte turned around, but was quickly turned over and was taken over by the Golem's mind control. It still ran like a Raptor, but then with the blue electricity, and the rocks beginning to form perfectly, it became a perfected. He soon was able to walk through walls and use abilities of people he saw before. Soon he got to the hall where Thrask used to be, but now he was gone. He looked around, seeing the poor aliens, caught for their abilities, so Gught let out a disruption field that negated the force fields and repelled any Acron fire.

On the other hand, Thrask was being cut by the Overseer himself, as he opened wounds from Thrask's scales. The Overseer was quite fond of this type of interrogation, and then he commanded the young dragon; "Join us and this will all be over..". Thrask was crying and the multiple wounds hurt like a bullet was shot straight through him, as his knife was clearly sharp and with a toxin that makes it seem worse than it actually is. Thrask cried out no, and the Overseer said to him that it was the Wrong choice. He pulled out his drill, as Thrask thought it would be the end, but Gught from the shadows assassinated him from above, and killed him with his aura. The Golem dropped down and scared Thrask, thinking that the Golem was Ripper's mother, but when Gught gone back to being human, The young one finally saw him.

"You alright there buddy?" Gught asked.

"N-no..." Thrask faintly answered.

"Fine then, I will destroy this blasted ship. Give me a second." Gught promised. "I will shield us from the blast."

"Not so fast you too." The Overseer said while pulling his Gauss rifle out. "Nobody is going to go nowhere."

He had his rifle being green and yellow, having the blue as the energy flow, and aimed for where Both Thrask and Gught would get hit. Gught, being extremely vengeful, decided to not even give him a chance, so he teleported through the wall, and snapped his arm and neck at the same time with his stony arms and hands. He then rejoined at Thrask's side, and then shielded themselves. Then he teleported the captives to himself, and they saw so many odd and weird forms. A Voice cried out inside the protective shield, as it said Gught's name. At that moment, he knew that Acron somehow captured Tlat, because she is one of the few who actually know him and are allies. With a slam on the ground, nuclear energy blasted the ship to nothing, and then With the arcane energy overflowing within him, he blasted a whole supernova. The radius then pulled in any Acron from at least fifty light years away, and when the ground troops were almost about to take the Anophyst, they were sucked in and vaporized into the arcane sun.

"Gught!? What are you doing!?" Thrask said.

"MAKING SURE THAT THIS SYSTEM COMPLETELY PURIFIES ITSELF OF THE ACRON!" Gught Yelled.

"Calm down! Geez its like you have a megaphone in your mouth." Tlat complained. "Anyways, I will ask questions later. You just do your thing. I see you are doing a great job helping us."

"THANKS TLAT..." Gught said in a soft, but loud voice.

Gught was thinking while emptying out the surge of arcane energy. The Acron were Cedran's sworn enemies, and if they were close, that could mean that it would wipe them out. He thought to himself; Was it really that easy?