Life? Death? what's the difference? Many consider these two elements as opposites and the bane for the other but in reality, they are just different sides of the same coin. Derik always dreamt about becoming a cool mage and when the time came, he was disappointed... But even with the status of an archer he still pushed forward until he stumbled upon his magic... A power he could call his own.... DEATH!
Derik and Lucien focused their cold gaze on the ceiling above with knitted eyebrows. They hated the fact that whatever is in that massive egg would have the guts to make bold declarations! No matter how old the so-called ancient dragon thinks it has lived, Derik is pretty sure he is at least twice the beast's age.
Feeling the pair of purple eyes planted on his back, Derik decided to give this disrespectful ancestor a small1 taste of what he calls respect!
Pa!
His aura exploded violently 1and took the shape of the massive Skull. He glanced at his back, locking eyes with the invisible purple eyes!
"You!!!" The loud voice roared and then there was silence!
The entire castle stopped trembling and the crushing pressure was gone. Standing alone was Derik who had an indifferent look on his face while Lucien was rather surprised. He didn't know what Derik did to scare off the eyes but he is loving it!