The cold voice of the void master echoed in the mind of Luca. The warning about the dark bomb under the royal castle made his blood run cold. He held his bright red fire blade firm against the golden sun spear. The old sun king pushed down with heavy strength, his dark red eyes burning with bad magic. Luca looked into those trapped eyes with deep care and human pity. He knew he had to save the old ruler and protect his people back home.Luca twisted his broad shoulders and shoved the golden spear to the side. The hot tip missed his shoulder by a single short inch. Elias Thorne charged in from the right and swung his steel blade at the sun king wrist. The sharp metal hit the arm armor with a loud ringing sound. The old king stumbled back two steps on the rough black rocks. The pure blue water spirit shot a stream of cold liquid at his boots. The clean water froze around his ankles and locked him to the ground.Amelia ran toward the trapped sun king with a bright yellow stone in hand. S

Luca stared at the glowing sword resting on the stone altar down below. The sweet song floated up through the open doorway in the courtyard floor. The bright light washed over the tired faces of his loyal team. Luca felt a strange warm feeling stir inside his broad chest. His lost elder brother had wielded that very weapon long ago during the first dark conflict. Everyone believed the young prince died twelve years ago in the cold northern mountains. Yet here his famous blade rested in a hidden room beneath the castle floor.Luca took three slow steps toward the edge of the opening. Elias Thorne placed a heavy hand on his shoulder to caution him. The brave general looked down into the deep room with sharp brown eyes. He warned the young king that another void trap could lurk inside the light. Amelia held her leather bag close and checked the old paper notes in her hand. She said the ancient writing mentioned a sacred family weapon hidden deep below the earth. The old dragon queen nodd

The loud growl echoed from the dark rafters above the raised stone altar. Luca looked up fast while keeping his broad body between the chest and the danger. A giant shadow beast with four long arms dropped from the high ceiling. It landed on the hard stone floor with a heavy thud that shook the room. The creature had red eyes that burned like hot coals in the dim light. Its long black claws scraped against the white marble floor as it let out a sharp hiss.Elias Thorne stepped forward with his sharp steel blade held ready in his right hand. The brave general planted his leather boots firm on the floor to meet the monster. The old dragon queen raised her bone staff to channel bright red fire magic into the tip. Amelia stayed close to the stone chest, her small soft hands touching the cold edge. She looked inside at the sleeping child with tiny yellow dragon wings resting on its small back. The baby did not wake up despite the loud noises in the big room.The four armed shadow beast lun

The giant hand of black void steel pulled the tiny baby through the broken stone roof. Amelia let out a sharp cry as the red cloak fell back onto the marble floor empty. Luca felt a wave of pure horror hit his chest. He did not waste a single moment. He pushed bright red dragon fire out from his palms to launch his body upward through the gap. Elias Thorne grabbed the ledge of the shattered ceiling and pulled himself up right behind the young king. The old dragon queen and Amelia climbed the fallen stone blocks to reach the flat roof space above.They emerged onto the wide top of the high black tower. Cold howling wind whipped through their hair under the dark sky. Standing in the center of the broad stone roof was a massive monster. The creature stood thirty feet tall, its broad body made of dark void steel and glowing purple crystal. This was the final void god, the ancient source of all the dark magic in the land. Two giant horns curved from its heavy metallic head, and four glowin

The red eye on the flat side of the sword blinked twice in the bright sunlight. Luca stared down at the glowing weapon in his right hand with deep horror. The cold voice coming from the blade sounded like sharp glass dragging across hard rock. It laughed a slow bitter laugh that made the warm air feel freezing cold again. The voice declared that the thirty foot void god was just a outer shell for its dark spirit. The real master of the void had transferred its soul into the golden sword while Luca fought the beast.Amelia gasped and pulled her soft hand away from the hilt fast. Elias Thorne drew his steel blade once more and stepped in front of the sweet scholar girl. The old dragon queen held her bone staff high, her face growing pale under her red hair. She warned her son that the weapon was consuming his sovereign human energy right now. Black void veins were already spreading out from the handle onto the bare right palm of Luca. The dark lines crept up his wrist like thin black sh