The hot yellow blade came down fast toward his face. Luca rolled his bleeding body away from the sharp strike. The magic sword hit the smooth dark floor with force. Bright sparks flew into the cold air of the room. The original boy pulled the weapon up for another swing. The sad human face looked twisted with pure dark hate. Luca held his bleeding stomach and tried to stand tall. His legs shook hard under his heavy sore tired weight. He knew he could not outrun a ghost of magic. The deep wound in his gut burned like hot fire.He looked right into the empty eyes of the boy. He saw the dark magic strings holding the fake soul. The false god built this ghost to break his mind. Dominic Kane wanted the ancient king to give up hope. Luca refused to let a cruel thief win this fight. He stood his ground and dropped his hands down low. He did not summon blue daggers or bright red fire. He closed his tired eyes and took a deep breath. He focused on the shared blood pumping in his veins. The wea

The dark water of the hot lake bubbled with heat. The ugly monster chewed the yellow warrior with wet crunches. Red blood dripped from the wide mouth of the beast. The monster swallowed the cruel man and turned its head. Ten sharp eyes stared at the young king on rock. The human smile on the face of the beast grew. Luca felt a cold chill run down his sore back. The sick smile did not belong on a wild monster. It was a bad trick from false god Dominic Kane."You look surprised," the ten eyed beast spoke with bass. The deep sound echoed across the wide deep underground cave. The foul voice belonged to the false god of heavens. Dominic used the water beast to speak to the king. "I told you I have many eyes in dark places. You cannot hide your friends from my pure divine sight."Luca raised his hands and summoned bright hot red fire. He pointed his hot magic at the face of monster. "You are a coward hiding behind bodies of poor beasts." Luca yelled with force. "Show your true face and fig

The cold wind rushed past the face of the young king. Luca fell through the empty air with his friends. The sharp pieces of broken glass rained down around them. The giant shadow beast waited at the bottom of the deep pit. It opened its dark mouth wide to catch the falling heroes. Elias Thorne roared and pointed his heavy steel shield down. The brave general positioned his thick armor below the others. He hit the dark snout of the shadow monster with great force. The heavy impact pushed the giant beast away for a second. The group crashed hard onto the rough floor of the lower cave.Luca rolled across the hard dirt and coughed loud. His bruised ribs hurt but no bones felt broken. He pushed himself up and looked around the new dark room. Elias helped Amelia stand on her shaking feet. Vance leaned against a tall rock and caught his breath. In the center of the big room sat the huge dragon skeleton. The ancient bones glowed with a soft blue magic light. Luca felt the strong pull of his p

The cold command hung in the still night air. Luca stared at his brave friend in pure deep shock. Amelia did not look like the smart scholar he knew before. Her eyes burned with a harsh bright white light. The strange light looked like the hot fire of a dying star. She floated above the round stone altar with zero physical effort. The dark bad magic of the false god controlled her fragile human mind. Dominic Kane stood back and smiled a cruel proud smile. He turned the friend of the king into a weapon. Luca pleaded with a loud voice for her to stop. He told her they were on the same good side. Amelia did not answer his desperate plea in the dark. She raised her glowing hands high above her pale head. A large sphere of bright white light formed right there. The wild magic hummed with a very terrifying hot energy. She threw the hot sphere at the brave young king. Luca did not want to hurt her with his fire. He crossed his thick arms and formed a red shield. The white sphere hit his shiel

The severed head stopped moving right at the heavy boots of the young king. Luca looked down and felt his fast heartbeat slow to a cold crawl. The face did not belong to his brave general or the smart scholar. The dead eyes staring up at him belonged to the old teacher Vance. Kaelen Draven threw his head back and laughed a cruel loud laugh. The dead inquisitor looked proud of his dirty grim work. The cosmic beast in the bleeding red sky roared with deep anger. Thick green fog swirled around the dark boots of the evil shadow man.Luca kicked the head of the old traitor away into the thick fog. He felt no pity for a snake who stabbed a friend in the back. He tightened his fists and felt the hot dragon magic burn bright inside him. He stared at Kaelen with pure deep hate in his soul. He had killed this bad man one time down in the dark dirt. He had watched the old king turn this monster into white ash before. Yet the dark magic of the false god kept bringing the pest back. Luca stepped f