#23 Breath Fire (Part 3)


Continuation, check previous post, part 2

Fiction:

Hundreds. It seemed as if the next incoming wave was full of ships. They must been tens of thousands on board.

‘I told you a war was coming. Whoever they are, they must have heard the same tales and came here to tame dragons, to tame us.’ Wesley said. He was the only one who was smiling. Who was happy.

Garge, Reaves and all the soldiers were grim. This was not going to be a war. This will be a massacre, their massacre.

‘Deacon, start readying troops. Accumulate stores and get ready for a siege. We could not hold the shore, but if we let them land we are doomed. What should be done here?’ Reaves mused out loud.

Rookie mistake, Garge knew, to muse out loud in front of soldiers. But he couldn’t take his eyes off the scene.  The blue horizon marred by brown tiny ships.

This is bad. Deacon estimated that the ships will be here by evening.

‘They want dragons don’t they? Let’s make them meet’ Wesley said ‘at sea they are defenseless, once we start burning none will survive. No harm to us.’

‘It is genocide. Destruction of such a scale would bring more people here. After all, so many ships can’t just disappear at sea’ Reaves muttered.

Deacon offered ‘You remember the island of San Viet?’

Of course, San Viet was visible in front of them. So close that it would need five minutes of flight to reach.

Garge got it. So did Reaves.

Five minutes later, three dragons rose from the coast. All the soldiers from the ships can see tiny specks in the sky, looking like birds but weren’t birds. The on board soldiers began shouting and pointing at the enemies in the skies and saw three descend into an island a little ahead of the coastline.

Sometime later, the Armada stopped and only one ship, seemingly the biggest of them proceeded towards the island. A small row boat, having three passengers and a rower reached the shore.

They were huge. Each of them was six feet tall at least, wearing nothing but armor and weapons. The one on the forefront was clearly their leader, as it was he who spoke first ‘In a small island like this, where would the dragons hide?’

‘They are capable of hiding themselves’ Reaves answered.

‘They? Or you?’

Shock was registered at Reaves face which pleased the foreigner. He continued

‘We know of you dragons, we have fought with you a long time ago. But then we were weak and outnumbered. Now, we are enough to have your species decimated three times over. We are sailing from shore to shore, killing your kind for your past deeds. And if we know true, you are the remnants of the fiercest creatures. And after you, men like us will rule.’

Reaves couldn’t speak for a while. Wesley’s knuckles were cracking, and smoke puffed out if his nostrils.

‘And there is your mighty army? You know if wood catches fire it would be really impossible to save the ship?’ Garge cut in.

The foreigner turned his eyes on him. He had icy blue eyes that sends shivers down your spine.

‘Have you wondered by now how we came to know of your existence? I mean this is a far land and your kind here is peaceful. So how?’ Foreigner digressed.

‘One of my daughters failed to reach home by sunset one evening. She didn’t come home the next night too. But when she did, she said that she was chased by wolves. She couldn’t fend for herself because they were too many. She said a fire breathing bird saved her. A dragon by the name Garge.’

If this was supposed to unsettle Garge, foreigner was disappointed. Garge, didn’t so much as twinge when he spoke ‘We will burn your armies before they land on our shore.’

‘And even before you can come close to breath fire among us, you will be shot down from the skies. Look at our ships,they are armored and defensive against things in the skies.’ As he said that he pointed towards his ship, and even though it was far, it wasn’t difficult to spot the giant scorpion on the ship.

No one could say anything. They wanted war, but this was going to be their end. They knew it in their bones, because the enemy knew them, knew how to kill them.

‘So you want to waste so much life just so you can kill us. I have heard of a practice to use champions..’ Reaves began pathetically but foreigner cut him off ‘You think I’ll willingly send one champion against a dragon? And what makes you think I would let them happen when I have gotten you cornered so easily.’

He waited to see the reactions in each of his opponents and smiled when he saw fear. He knew half the war is over.

He got up and removed his short swords, one in each hand. Behind him, both the soldiers had their arrows notched. The situation changed so suddenly and Garge knew there was only one way out of this. To cut his opponents down.

Wesley looked in ecstasy. Reaves looked as if he would shit himself.

‘Wesley, I know you want to but make sure that Reaves got out of here alive. You will get your blood sooner than you think.’

Out of the corner of his eyes, Wesley nodded.

War, here we come.

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