CHAPTER 10: ~AWAKENING OF THE RED UNHINGED ROARING FLAME~

The wind was blowing violently as Ambrose keept on moving up the dragon's back.

"YOU STILL PERSISTING!! YOU HUMAN FILTH." The dragon jerk it's body to the side, trying to get Ambrose off him.

But instead. The dragon revive another stabbing pain on it's back.

"Don't think that *groan* you will be getting rid of me so easily." He said as show a toothy grin and pull himself forward.

"YOU!!" The dragon let out a howl.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!" Ambrose let out a cry of pain, as the dragon, turn it self upside down.

Leaving Ambrose to hang by the noose, that was wrapped on his wrist.

"Yaaargh" he let out a groan as he pull himself with his free hand. But it was short so as the dragon yet again dive itself to the right.

The nose started to bite down on Ambrose's hand as small drops of blood started to come down.

But the punishment was not yet finish as the dragon flip back to its original flying position, but this time it was faster.

"SHIT!"

He was slammed back onto the dragon's scaly hide. He look in front of him seeing the dragon going at full speed to where Mondstadt is located.

"No fucking way" he said as he realize what the scale bastard was about to do.

The thing itself was directing to the city with the goal of eliminating Ambrose as well as to cause a massive graveyard.

Images of the dreadfully nightmare started to appear again on his head.

It was a constant reminder of his greatest failure.

A failure he tried to do desperately forget. Either be through his brutal killings or his constant attempts on searching for anything that will not play the awful memory again.

Ambrose try move forward. But was hit by an image of burnt bodies.

~"YOU KILL US! ITS YOUR FAULT!"~

He move forward pushing himself against the strong wind current that was trying to blow him away.

~"YOU LEFT US AS DEAD MEAT!"~

. Another image flash In front of him. It was the image of his comrades dead on the ground with swords stuck in them, like a festival adornment.

His hand tightly grip dvalin's scale, as he pull forward again, feeling the weight of the claymore behind him.

Slowly reaching tours Dvalin's neck.

~"YOU ARE NO COMMANDER! YOUR A COWARD WHO HIDES BEHIND EXCUSES! ALWAYS BLAMING IT ON OTHERS!." ~

He slowly started to stand up, but miserably fail as he fall back down.

Ambrose once again look tours the head of dvalin's and saw some sort of seed sprout poking out, close to were the neck and the vertebrae meets.

'So close'

He once again try to move forward but fell back down still clutching dvalin's scale as well as he grip the claymore with his other hand, making drops of blood travel across the flat side of the blade as well as the edge's of it.

Dvalin turn its head to the side looking at Ambrose with a mildly disgusted eyes.

"HUMAN YOUR END IS NEAR" spoke dvalin who's word travel reaching Ambrose

"YOU ARE GOING TO DIE FOR NOTHING IF YOU KEEP ON GOING."

*GRIP*

His hand close so tightly. The white on his knuckles started to show as well as his knuckles made a popping sound.

"HMMMP!" Dvalin let out a grunt "HAVE IT YOUR WAY HUMAN."

Dvalin started to dive forward, slowly catching speed.

Both of them were now slowly approaching the city of Mondstadt.

~"PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A WARRIOR! GET ON YOUR FEET AND FIGHT!"~

Another flash hit Ambrose. It was a man throwing a sword right in front of him.

~"ARE YOU GOING TO LAY THERE?! OR FIGHT?!"~

~"SHOW ME THAT YOU CAN STILL STAND EVEN AT THE VERY EDGE OF YOU DEATH"~

He once again pushed himself, but one e again miserably fell down, almost losing his grip.

~"TCH!"~ ~ "DISAPPOINTING!"~

His grip was slowly becoming weak as it became loose.

~"AND HERE I THOUGHT YOU GOT IT INSIDE YOU"~

~"BUT IT LOOKS LIKE YOU WEAK!"~

~"WEAK ENOUGH TO LET ANYONE AROUND

YOU SUFFER THE SAME GRIM FATE!"~

~"And that is"~

~"To die because of your weakness"~

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Ambrose's left hand was loosing strength from gripping at Dvalin's scale.

He was slowly loosing his vision and focused.

It all seem a lost cause for him.

~Why try?

~Why keep on living?

~what's so especial in this life?

~why even bother to live? It's just always pain follow by death in the end.

"Then why? keep on struggling?."

". . ."

"why? Why hold on to your life and yourself? If not

to live?."

". ."

"He He He~ you're always naive Ambrose."

Ambrose lifted his head And saw somebody who he had known when he was raised. The sight it self brought Ambrose a feeling as if he was a child again.

~"Come on get up"~

A hand was reach out tours him.

He look at it with a neutral yet nostalgic expression. But nevertheless he took it.

~"Why giving up so early boy? I thought you still had

it inside cha?"~

"Am . . . Tired. . . " He responded in a weak voice.

~"You?! Tired?! HAHA!! Don't make

me laugh kid!! I know for a fact that you're never been the one to be tired and certainly not the one to

give up so easily."~

"He" Ambrose let out a faint laugh " I Guess. . . This is. . . i far as I go."

~"NAY!"~

~"This isn't!! even the farthest you have gone KID!! Throughout my years of me seeing you train under.

my wing.

YOU! have never stooped pushing forward. Even

when you broke your bones!!."~

Ambrose's hand was about to lose it's grip from dvalin's scale as it slowly started to fade away.

~"Struggle, challenge, and rise to struggle again!.

That's the only sword.

A struggler can use against death!."~

~ "Struggle! endure! contend for that alone

is the sword of one who defies death"~

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GRIIIIP!!* CRACK!!*

"RAAAAAAAAARGHHH!!" Dvalin let out a howl of pain.

He felt an immense pressure being apply on the base of its neck.

He quickly turn its head backward.

What he saw would leave him stunned as well as impressed.

The so call human filth that was on his back was now slowly and steady pushing himself.

But

Something was different.

As dvalin look closer. He noticed it.

Flames.

Small red flames were beginning to engulfed the human's hand that was gripping his scale, at the same time.

The human's face slowly change.

As red flames started to come out from his eyes, making them into a pair of bright red orange flaming eyes.

The claymore wasn't the exception.

As the weapon seem to have small cracks, but in those cracks small fire run through it. Making the claymore itself look as it had red fiery veins that run all the way to the pole were the human was holding it.

"YOU!?" Dvalin yell

"YOU HAVE A PYRO VISION?!"

There was no response from the "HUMAN" he was now looking at.

As it started to move up to its neck slowly.

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"Here quickly!" Call out Paimon as she helped the traveler get up the destroyed edge that was once a cliff.

"Here let me help." Venti quickly summon a breeze of air that push the traveler up, back to safety.

"Thank you venti." She said as she got up and clean herself.

"Something is a miss here! and Paimon has a lot of questions to ask!" Interrupted the floating fairy.

Both venti and traveler look at her now with a curious expression as well as a serious one.

"First of all who the hell was that guy?! ." Paimon yell.

"Don't know. . . I never seen him before." Responded traveler as she look to the direction we're Dvalin had taken off. "But it seem that he didn't have any good intentions with Dvalin."

She turn her head, looking now at the bard.

"What do you think venti?"

"Whoever it was it sure did want Dvalin dead." He responded as he too lol to were his old friend had token off too.

"Do you guys think he works for the Fatui?" Ask Paimon with a worried tone as she brought her hands to her face.

"Could be." said traveler "Since this was the place were the blots were fire. Causing Dvalin to attack in retaliation, the same spot were that guy was standing."

Venti gaze became sharp by the information that the traveler had said.

So without waiting any second.

He brought his hand together, closed his eyes and concentrated.

A Small breeze that suddenly become a current of wind started to form a circle around his open hands.

"Venti what are you doing?" Ask the traveler as she look at him with a confused expression.

"Am going to . . .use my anemo powers as . . best as I can. . So that you can stop Dvalin again." He said as he struggled to keep himself focused on the wind sphere he was creating.

"Don't tell me that. . ." Paimon said as she relize what venti was about to do.

The traveler too noticed what venti was about to do and she nodded.

"Let's do this" she said as she summoned wings on her back, that were spread ready to fly.

Venti nodded.

"Wait! Traveler are you sure you want to do this again." Paimon complaint as she tried to talk her out. "You know what happened the first time you did it. You almost DIE!"

She didn't say anything as she slowly walk tours the edge of the destroyed cliff, slowly picking up speed.

"Wait Tra-" Paimon was about to call once again but couldn't.

"BRACE YOURSELF!" Scream venti as he push both of his hands forward. Prompting the small wind of air to explode forward.

Sending a huge wave of air that was going to hit the traveler.

At the same time the wind was going to hit her.

She quickly jump forward.

The wind behind her had had blasted her up into the air.

Just like the first time she had deal with Dvalin.

"TRAVELER!" Paimon yell as she saw her companion fly high going after Dvalin.

"AUGH!" Venti let out a groan as he felt to the green ground.

"VENI!" Yell Paimon as she quickly fly over to him.

The sound of wet foot steps could be heard approaching through the thick bush that lead to the base of the cliff.

*RUSTEL*

"What the hell happened here?" Ask diluc as it took in the view of the destroy cliff.

"What happen he-" Jean wasn't able to finish as Paimon call out to them.

"You guys! a little bit of help here!" She said as she move her hands.

"BARD!" Yell diluc

"BARBATOS!" Yell jean

Both move to were venti was laying.

"What happened here?" ask Jean as she kneel down and put her hand on venti's shoulder.

Diluc just analyze it's surrounding, deducting that something big had just happened.

Something big.

"We're is the traveler?" Jean ask as she look around searching for her.

"She went after Dvalin!" Said Paimon with a Worried voice.

"How? How did she?"

"Cough* yeah that . . might have *cough* been me . . Who gave her a lift." Spoke venti as he tried to get of the ground back was to weak for now as to get up.

Jean look back to were diluc gaze was, and followed it.

"Do you think she will be alright or even comeback?"Ask Jean

Diluc didn't respond for a couple seconds as his gaze was still fixated on the dark rainy clouds.

"I hope so." Responded diluc as the rain fell over all of them.

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Dvalin was getting closer to we're the city of Mondstadt, with each move it's wings made.

At the same time did Ambrose as he move forward leaving a trail of fire as the wind pass by.

"INSIGNIFICANT HUMAN PEST!!" Roar Dvalin "LET GO!"

Dvalin shake his whole body. Attempting to dismount Ambrose.

But couldn't

As Ambrose hand was still holding onto the scales from his neck with an immense strength.

In response.

Ambrose only move forward. Now reaching to the black sprout on his neck.

But Dvalin will not let Ambrose have it easy. As it once again dive down, but this time wanting to finish Ambrose off by using the city of Mondstadt as it's tool.

For those who were Mondstadt, all they hear was the wind becoming violent, just like the first time Dvalin had shown up.

All Of those who were outside of their houses or were working at their shops, immediately panic and scram as they knew what the sudden change of the wind meant.

Some were lucky to have hide themselves inside any shop or house that offered shelter.

While some were Not so lucky.

As the persons who left outside or were not so lucky to find a shelter.

Saw the Dvalin come down the dark rainy sky.

But instead of throwing one of its wind pressure attacks,

*BOOM* *CRACK!*

It slam it self on one of the windmills the city had. Causing wood and stone to fly off in many directions.

The nearby houses were affected by the impact as the debree of the windmill destroyed the solid stone walls the houses had.

Many who were around were either to scarred to move, leaving them to suffer their tragic death as the debree fell on top of them.

"RRGHR" Ambrose let out a muffled groan as the debris of the windmill fall down on him.

Dvalin swerve to the left and was now heading to were the statue of the anemo archon was now located.

At the same time

Ambrose quickly brought his claymore up and shove it Under dvalin's scale.

The fiery claymore penetrated flesh and cause burns around the fleshy area the claymore was shove in.

"SKRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYARGHHH!!"

An immense Burning Pain run through dvalin's neck as well as his body. Causing it to lose it's focus on its flight.

Decapitating the anemo archon statue with his left wing as it swerve to the right.

"YOU -YOU HUMAN FILTH!!" Dvalin let out a howl of pain and rage "I'LL KILL YOU! ILL KILL YO-"

"HeHe!" He laugh

"WHAT ARE YO-" Dvalin couldn't finish as Ambrose broke into a loud laughter.

"HEHEHEHEHEH!! AAAAAH! HEHAHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!"

Something started to slowly grow in the inside of Dvalin.

It wasn't anger, it wasn't revenge

It was fear!

This "HUMAN" was no longer acting like one.

Not anymore.

It's fiery appearance. The bright red flaming eyes. The twisted smile that it made with the fire coming from it's mouth.

No human can look like that.

Only those who belong in the dark had those characteristics.

Perhaps a monster?

No

Perhaps a. . . . . DAEMON?

A daemon wearing human skin?

*SLUCH!* SLUCH!*

The claymore made a wet sound as it was was pull once again form Dvalin's flesh and was plunge back in.

In and out

In and out.

"RRAAAAARGH!"

Dvalin cry out in pain as the claymore was being repeatedly shove in.

Without any other option Dvalin circle around and was know heading tours a great tree off in the distance.

This was his last resort as to get this . . . . . "THING" of its back.

"W-WHAT EVEN ARE YOU?! ARGH!!"

There was no response from it as it jumped forward. Grabbing the black sprout that was on his neck. At the same time it brought its claymore back.

Readying for a trust.

"WHO AM I?" Ask the thing

"AM JUST A DAMN HUMAN!! A HUMAN TO THE VERY FUCKING CORE OF MY BONES!!"