All Chapters of The Dragon Ascendant : Chapter 51
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The Bond Forged In Flames
Chapter 51: The Bond Forged in Flames The air in the canyon was electric, charged with an intensity that prickled Raiden’s skin. The shadows swirled around him, a terrible dance created by the guy who now stood across the clearing. Giovanni’s red cloak billowed lightly in the breeze, his serene demeanor a startling contrast to the mayhem he had caused. “Finally,” Giovanni murmured, his voice bearing a sardonic edge. “The great Raiden comes to confront me. I was starting to worry you’d lost your nerve.” Raiden’s luminous sword hummed gently in his grasp, its golden runes throbbing with latent power. “You’ve manipulated, betrayed, and twisted everyone around you for too long, Giovanni. It ends here.” Giovanni’s sneer deepened, his eyes flashing with wicked enjoyment. “Ends? Oh, Raiden, this is merely the beginning. You’ve performed your part brilliantly, but you’re still only a piece in a game way beyond your understanding.” Draco Maximus loomed behind Raiden, his huge gol
Shadows Retreat
Chapter 52: Shadows Retreat The canyon was a fight of light and shadow, the golden brilliance of Raiden’s weapon colliding with the dark energy Giovanni commanded. Each strike rocked the air, the ground shuddering beneath the sheer intensity of their blows. Draco’s flames erupted, illuminating the battlefield as he circled above, targeting the towering shadow monstrosity Giovanni had summoned. The shadow beast lunged, its claws slicing through the air with uncanny speed. Raiden spun, almost missing the hit as he replied with a sweeping slice of his blade. The golden runes along the blade blazed, cutting through the beast’s arm. It let forth a guttural growl, its severed limb melting into vapor. “Impressive,” Giovanni cried from across the clearing, his voice cutting through the commotion. He stood with disconcerting calm, his scarlet cloak billowing in the heat of the flames. “But even you can’t sustain this forever, Raiden. Light passes, and shadows endure.” Raiden wiped
A Clan Divided
Chapter 53: A Clan Divided The flight back to the Elthorn camp was faster than Raiden anticipated, but the sense of desperation in his chest made every instant stretch excruciatingly long. Draco’s massive wings slashed through the dusk sky, their cadence firm but strained. Below, the forest sprawled forever, but it did little to soothe Raiden’s mounting fear. “The camp is in chaos,” Draco muttered, his voice booming across their mental bond. “I can feel the turmoil even from here.” Raiden’s jaw tensed as the distant glow of campfires came into view. Smoke curled into the dusk sky, faint but evident, a telltale indication of conflict. “I’m not letting Lucan tear the clan apart,” Raiden stated, his voice steely. “Not when we’re already so close to breaking under Morgana’s threats.” Draco hissed in agreement, his golden eyes narrowing. “Prepare yourself. This won’t be a warm welcome.” As they neared the camp, the sounds of clashing steel and shouted voices reached Raiden’s e
Damaged Foundations
Chapter 54:Damaged Foundations The arrows poured down, their pointed tips slashing through the air with deadly precision. Raiden raised his sword, its glowing runes throwing a protective barrier of light over the warriors closest to him. The arrows that struck the barrier melted into harmless sparks, while others found their marks, piercing the ground and shields with unsettling force. “Hold the line!” Raiden’s voice boomed out, authoritative and forceful. Lucan stood to his left, grasping his sword once more, his face pale but determined. “They’re testing us,” he murmured. “Trying to rattle our defenses before the real attack begins.” Raiden gazed at him, his voice quiet but forceful. “Then let’s show them we don’t break so easily.” Kaela appeared at his side, her bow already nocked. “We need to hit them back, or they’ll keep pressing until we fall apart.” Raiden nodded. “Take your scouts and flank their archers. We’ll hold the main line here.” Kaela’s quick eyes f
Banishing Demons
Chapter 55: Banishing DemonsThe camp was tense, the mist swirling ominously as the low growl from the treeline faded into an unsettling calm. Warriors held their rifles, their gazes riveted on the flickering lights in the distance. Raiden stood in the forefront, his glowing sword aloft, the golden runes casting a faint light over the anxious faces of his tribe. Draco’s voice rumbled in Raiden’s head. “The lights aren’t Morgana’s doing. Something else is at play here.” Raiden nodded grimly. “We’ll deal with it. But first, there’s something I need to finish.” His attention turned to Lucan, who stood among a group of warriors near the center of the camp. Despite the unnerving stillness creeping over the battlefield, Lucan’s defiance hadn’t wavered. His arms were crossed, his expression opaque, despite the tightness in his posture showed his ready for another conflict. “Lucan,” Raiden yelled, his voice cutting through the murmuring of the gathered soldiers. Lucan’s head swun
Finding A New Path
Raiden stood at the center of the clearing, his golden sword resting point-down in the dirt. His eyes traveled across the warriors assembled before him, his words firm but conveying the weight of command. “We’ve survived the first storm,” he added, addressing the gathering. “But survival isn’t enough. If we stay like this—fractured, suspicious, and divided—then Morgana doesn’t need to destroy us. We’ll do it for her.” His comments settled over the assembly like an iron shroud, evoking murmurs of agreement and shame. Kaela, standing near the edge of the circle, crossed her arms and nodded. “He’s right. Last night wasn’t just about Morgana—it was a mirror. It showed us what we’ve become, and it’s not pretty.” Rurik stepped forward, his enormous stature imposing even amid the soldiers. “Then what do we do, Raiden? How do we fix this? Because right now, we’re holding together by a thread.” Raiden lifted his blade, its golden brilliance catching the sunlight. “We rebuild.
Bridges In The Darkness
Raiden turned to her, his expression steely. “We can’t face this alone. The Elthorn Clan isn’t enough—not now. It’s time we reach out to the surrounding clans. If we can build alliances, we’ll stand a chance.” Kaela lifted an eyebrow. “The other clans? You think they’ll agree after everything that’s happened? Morgana’s been creating dissension for years. Trust between clans is nearly nonexistent.” “That’s exactly why we need to try,” Raiden answered. “Morgana thrives on division. If we continue divided, we’re playing directly into her hands. But if we unify, we can stand against her—and whatever’s coming next.” Kaela moaned, stroking her temple. “You’re not wrong, but it’s a risk. If the other clans regard us as weak, they might decide to take advantage of that instead of helping.” Raiden’s jaw stiffened. “Then we show them we’re not weak. We teach them that standing with us is their best hope for survival.” By midday, Raiden had recruited a small party to accompan
Whispers Of The Gone
Chapter 58: Whispers of the GoneThe Iron flame camp sank into a nervous calm as the hum of energy from the trees got stronger. The flickering flames created unsettling shadows on the rough-hewn tents, their light wavering as though afraid of the encroaching darkness. Raiden’s palm rested on the hilt of his sword, the golden runes shimmering softly as if responding to the disturbance. Draco’s harsh snarl rang in his mind. “It’s the same presence from before, Raiden. Whatever it is, it’s growing stronger.” Leader Thorne’s rough voice pierced the calm. “You’ve brought something with you, Raiden. Explain yourself.” Raiden glanced to Thorne, his look harsh. “I didn’t bring it. This isn’t a weapon of war—it’s something older, something worse. And it’s not just pursuing my tribe; it’s after all of us.” Thorne’s piercing eyes narrowed. “You’re saying this... thing is the reason you’re here seeking alliances?” “Yes,” Raiden answered firmly. “Morgana is dangerous, but she’s not
The Magus’s Warning
Chapter 59: The Magus’s Warning The air in the Forbidden Lands was thick, weighted with an unnatural stillness that made every stride feel like a violation. The trees here twisted toward the sky as if writhing in agony, their gnarled branches grasping at the gloomy heavens. Raiden and Kaela proceeded gingerly through the shadowed woodland, the golden glow of his blade their only source of light in the oppressive gloom. “We shouldn’t be here,” Kaela whispered, her bow clutched tightly in one hand, an arrow already nocked. “Even the animals avoid this place.” Raiden gazed at her, his expression stern. “That’s why we need to be here. If the Sovereign is awakening, we have to grasp what we’re dealing with.” Draco’s harsh snarl rang across Raiden’s head. “She’s right to be wary. The air scents of ancient magic, dormant but not dead. This land remembers.” Raiden nodded, tightening his hold on his blade. “Good. Let it remember we’re not here to bow—we’re here to fight.” The F
An Impending Disaster
Chapter 60: An Impending disaster The Elthorn camp was a bustle of activity as Raiden marched into its heart, his sword sheathed but gleaming softly, a constant reminder of the strength they faced. Warriors were polishing their blades, scouts transmitted signals between clans, and supplies were arranged in orderly, precarious stacks. Yet, despite the evident preparations, an undercurrent of uneasiness flowed through the air. Raiden stopped near the central fire, where Kaela and Rurik were embroiled in a heated dispute concerning deployment plans. Kaela’s harsh voice broke through the din. “We need more scouts on the southern ridge,” she said. “If Morgana sends her forces, that’s where they’ll hit first. It’s the weakest area in our defenses.” Rurik shook his head, his enormous arms crossed. “No, the eastern flank is the real vulnerability. If they come from the east, they can advance straight into the camp before we even recognize it.” Raiden lifted a hand, silencing them.