The Battle of the beasts

"You mongrel's go rampant in this kingdom, and now you invade the sacred land of the dragonkin's you shall die by my hands." A deep voice declared.

He was the leader of the dragonkin clans standing at a menacing 185 cm with blue wings sprouting from his back as he wields a calm composure which helped him achieve many great feats earning him the name Militu the King of beasts.

"You don't scare me Militu for I have the power to destroy 50,000 soldiers, so come at me with everything you have." Xander taunts.

They stood on the chaotic battlefield as the air filled with the shouts of soldiers amid battle.

16 years ago the old man told me I would find the meaning of the Clan crest I wear when I come against a force that will push me to the brink is the one standing before me that force, I guess we will have to see.

Militu punch through the as a tremendous gust blew Xander back slowly, who just stood there nonchalantly as blood slithered slowly from the cut on his cheek.

Xander, a well-built man as tuff as a tank just a few centimeters shorter than Militu wipes the blood off his cheek before bursting into action which catches Militu off guard as he is flung across the air.

I have never seen a mere human move that quickly.

"I hope you don't think you can beat me with this pathetic act." Xander boasted.

"You are right it's time to take off the gauntlets."

The two opponents trade powerful blow's as an aura of death forms around them which spark fear and amazement into the soldiers around them who could help be captivated by the scenery of this masterpiece.

I can't find an opening anywhere, I guess I will have to make one.

Hyper slash!!

Xander's sword hurdle towards Militu which he catches with his bare hands before using his ax to slice at Xander's chest.

Sweat and blood spread on the battlefield as these two men gasp for breath as they circle one another.

"Let's finish this in futile battle dragon rage!!" Militu shouted as a lava red aura formed around his body.

Dragon rage is a skill passed down from generation to generation to Dragonkin leaders. This barrage strike creates air slashes that cut as deep as diamond and burn as hot as the morning sun, a skill only reserved for use in dire moments.

"That should have done it, now you know not to mess with the strength of the dragonkin ever again. " he declares as he turns his back from the dust cloud his attack created.

It was as if time froze when he uttered those words. "Who do you think you are you pitiful beast."

Xander's sword thrust through Militu's chest who was in disbelief at what stood Infront of him.

"How did you survive that attack," Militu murmured

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

Militu manages to detach Xander's bloody blade from his chest as he steps back in immense pain pressing on his wound.

I am sorry Sarra I am going to miss that lovely smile of yours my daughter, I must revert to the form of our ancestors.

Militu takes swallows a blue pill, his body began to morph as his heart began to race any part of him that was once civilized has now turned rampant with his body becoming covered in scales like the armor of a knight as his gaze became one of a wild animal.

In the blink of an eye slashed at Xander who was too slow to dodge causing him to lose his left arm completely.

"Sir Xander!!" A mage soldier shouted.

"Stop the bleeding now," Xander ordered as his calm demeanor transformed into anger.

The mage stops the bleeding and now stood face to face were no longer two civilized mortals fighting for their Country, tribe, or Clan, but two wild beasts drunk on enraged power.

Their fighting was sloppy as they exchange blows ignoring their body's protests to end the fight.

Suddenly Militu's strikes were weaker, and his speed slowed down tremendously, due to the state of his mind and body being eaten away.

The form he was in is known as Draconic ancestor where a dragonkin sacrifices their mind and body for extreme power.

"The effects of my skill have fully kicked in too bad this wasn't a far match from the start." Xander boasted to Militu who could only growl in response.

"Maximum Output Excalibur's punishment!!"

A gold outline of Xander's blade slashed through Militu as a pillar shone disintegrating his body completely as tears flow from his eyes.

This was all I could do for her, huh I hope it's enough to keep her safe, and for you to find what the meaning of the dragonkin crest is for you my Sarra.

"Why am I crying?" A girl on a horse asks herself as her distinct silver hair blew in the wind.

"Lady Sarra we must get going we have little time." a guy in glasses warns.

"You are right onward to Meedale city"

(Meedale city- Ailatha Kingdom)

After hearing about Lyne's story Aran and some help from the knights spent the next week taking down various slave organizations as he strives to stop this horrible trade.

"Elliot, why was slavery never fully abolished in this kingdom?" Aran quired Elliot as they sat in his office.

"One reason was due to the corrupt nobles who had control in the royal court who suppress the royal family who strived to make it illegal, but if they did it would lead to a major power shift, since the trade quick money, free labor, and other profitable opportunities," Elliot explained in a serious tone.

"So Mira's family had a tuff time, if you don't mind will you tell me about them?"

"That is not my area to explain, the right person to ask is Mira herself whether she tells you is up to her."

For now, I will get back to finding a way for us to get funds and ask her later.