Chapter 394 His throne
They did not feel fear and yet their bodies were shaking. It was an effect that Cygnus enjoyed to see from his prey. The only people in that remaining group who remained calm were his father and his friend. It was understandable because they were the people who really didn't care about his origins.
Cygnus took several steps towards them and they would several steps back. The master was annoyed because of their actions so he stopped and instead he snapped his fingers. Dark spikes emerged from the ground and pierced them all.
They were pierced through the heart and through the head which caused most of them to die. When Cygnus saw this, a black swirling mist appeared beneath them and he let that darkness swallow them. He then looked around and was satisfied at the result of his efforts.
The dragon then landed on the ground beside the master. "What shall we do next?" He asked after the fight.
"Destroy some more. We will make sure that this land will no longer be livable for humans and as for those who managed to escape, I'll leave them to you." Cygnus answered as he looked at the dragon ang gave him a nod.
Ignius laughed. He already knew what the master wanted and he was happy to oblige. Right there and then, the man shed his human skin and transformed into his enormous dragon form. He shook his body and his black scales appeared and glistened underneath the setting sun.
Ignius roared and fluttered his wings a couple of times before he finally flew into the sky. It had been a long time before he let out a breath of fire that he was eager to do it. With a loud roar and his head pulled back, a golden glow appeared from his belly and it traveled towards his mouth.
And with a single breath, a golden flame appeared from his mouth. The flame burned the entire forest behind the palace. Ignius was satisfied with the result of his dragon breath that it made him roar. It was so loud that it shook the ground and scared every animal in the kingdom.
Without further adieu, he flew higher into the sky and above the clouds before he dived down with his wings closed. When he was near the ground he opened his wings and it created a strong gust of wind that toppled the remaining structures of the Lumier. After that, he landed on the palace's highest peak with a smug look on his face.
Onyx shook his head because of how show-off the other was. The dragon was the embodiment of narcissism and what's worse is that, he only listened to the master. Opinions of the others didn't matter to him.
"We will be relocating to the palace. This kingdom will be my territory," Cygnus declared. The butler and the black knight heeded his word.
They immediately occupied the palace and by night, all of them were already in the palace. The place was a mess and the radiance it held in the past was no more. The walls and ceilings had cracks on them. There were parts of it that were completely unusable after the battle but the master didn't care.
Even the throne room was in rubles. One part of its walls had totally collapsed which made the light of the moon shine through the room. It was silent and at the same time eerie because every step they took would echo. Cygnus looked at the throne and tilted his head to the side as if he was thinking.
"I think that chair isn't suitable for me," Cygnus mumbled but despite that he still walked towards it and sat down. "What do you think?" He asked once he was settled.
"Indeed, the design is too plain for my liking." Mr. C commented after he finally saw the master seated. It was red and gold but black and red would look more intimidating.
"That's right, should I change it then?" He asked like the master was very important. The people remained silent for a moment before Ignius appeared among them and spoke.
"You should." Ignius was grinning. He went forward and circled the throne a couple of times while shaking his head. "This throne is so plain." He laughed and moved away from master.
The throne was then shrouded with a black mist and when it disappeared the read throne was replaced with a black throne lined with bones carved from gold. The back of the throne had skulls on it as a decoration. Underneath his foot, something red was trickling until it stopped and froze into red crystals.
At the same time, a wave of his black mana swept through the whole palace and returned it to its whole appearance. The place appeared to be clean and undamaged that the people who saw this transformation were amazed at the extent of the master's ability. They then looked at the man who was sitting on the throne and couldn't refute that he looked like a king, with his aura and bearing.
"Go on, use any room in this place. What are you all standing here for?" Cygnus looked amused because they were looking lost inside that place. "You'll be working hard in the next few days so you should go and rest. Enjoy your free day because this might be your last."
After that, the butler took initiative and ushered them all out of the throne room. He directed them to the wing where the rooms were and let them choose whichever room they wanted to use. The night in the kingdom passed peacefully but the rest of the kingdom were in despair.
That night, Ignius flew through the sky and released his dragon breath in every town he could spot. He wreaked havoc to his heart's content and he even had his wyverns join him. The entire kingdom of Lunaira was on fire and fell in just one night.
The people of the kingdom tried to run and hide from the dragon that was terrorizing them but no matter where they went there was fire. The people who ran away from the capital and took refuge in the different duchies of the kingdom did not avoid the destruction and death. When Linette Ginehart saw the dragons above Ginehart, she knew that her husband was no more.
She already accepted this ending and even the people of Ginehart had seen this coming. When the news of the battle in the capital reached them, they already knew that their kingdom was in peril and yet they could do nothing. Some of them were angry and indignant especially because the enemy was the son of their leader but it was already done.
Some fled while some remained as they waited for the destruction to come. Those who fled crossed the border and went to the nearby kingdoms just to save themselves and avoid the wrath of the enemy. The reason for the attack was vague and none of them really knew what went on in the capital so even in confusion, they still left.
"Madam, are you really going to stay here?" One of the servants entered the duke's study where the duchess was. She saw the woman was staring out of the window where the fire was starting to spread.
"Yes. Ulysses won't be coming back and Linius is with the enemy. There's nothing more that is holding me back in this world." She turned around and smiled at the maid who had been with them for the longest time. "You should go. Maybe you'll still have the chance to survive."
The maid looked at her mistress before she sighed and shook her head. "I cannot leave. My family is no longer with me. I'd rather stay with you here." She had a smile on her face which touched the duchess's heart.
Just a few minutes after that conversation, the Ginehart manor was engulfed with fire and all the people who remained in there were burned. No screams were heard even though people were actually there and burning. Even the rainy weather of Blackwell was no match for the fire that swallowed the entire territory. The other two duchies were also not spared. Not a part of Lunaira was spared.
Ezio, who had been in his room, didn't know what he should feel after all the destruction that he witnessed. Even from afar, he could still see the orange glow that dominated the skies of Lunaira. He, William and Isaiah were in the same room and watching from the same window.
Their predecessors did what they could to save them and yet there were people out there dying. The guilt was rising inside their hearts. It was something that they couldn't control and help to feel. The people of Lunaira had been a part of their lives and yet now they were disappearing one-by-one.
They weren't able to sleep that night until the morning came. The three of them had no appetite as they refused to eat breakfast. Instead, they went out and walked around the palace and around the city. The destruction was extensive. The towering magic tower was now a pile of rubble while the hero association's headquarters was totally destroyed.
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