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Phoenix of Calamity

In a world overrun by supernatural creatures and magic, phoenixes are known to be 'extinct' creatures of a distant past that were commonly referred to as 'Creatures of Calamity' and yet, contrary to that belief, they were also known to be creatures of sublime peace and indomitable mental fortitude. Our main character, Arthur is one of two princes of the Phoenixes. Born into a race that must remain hidden, lest they risk losing their lives to their mortal enemies, the Dragons. As life in the castle becomes more 'suffocating', the prince sets his sights on something... interesting. Barthlorn School of the Supernatural: An elite academy meant to train only the best to fight the Dark Forces of the Supernatural. Hunters, Dragons, Shifters, Warlocks, Healers, Magic and so much more are to be found within the walls of the great School. With so much to learn and so little to lose by doing so, the prince seeks adventure within the walls of the Academy. Like all oblivious main characters, nothing prepares him for the adventures he will find at great school. Nothing prepares him for the strength of the bonds he creates there... and with those bonds comes the frailty of his race's most sacred secret. Revealing the existence of his kind could quite literally mean death for all phoenixes. ............................. PS. The cover photo is not mine.

kizitomayanja · Fantasy
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321 Chs

Beatdown

"Hiding behind numbers?! Is that the kind of king that's destined to lead the Red Dragons?" Arthur smirked. His flame core pulsed within the confines of its seal in response to the danger around him.

Could he win? Far from it… Arthur was surrounded by more dragons than he ever thought he'd ever meet in his life. On the bright side, they were all in their human forms.

That didn't mean they were as weak as humans. No, quite the opposite actually. Given the chance, each one of these dragons was probably able to lift about half a ton… and that would be considered weak for the Greater Fire Beasts.

Still, it beat having to face off against them in their menacing beast forms.

Arthur watched Ragnar's half-scaly face lose all the remaining ounces of reason, if he had any to start with, and knew he'd sealed this beat-down.

"Kill him," Ragnar ordered.

'Wait what?!'

'You asked for it,' Arthur's phoenix replied.