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DragonArtist3D

DragonArtist3D

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I like dragons, reading, writing, science, swimming...nature? I have 5 cats and a 2 dogs who always play together. I'm also an empath.

2020-04-06 Joined United States

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A part where Hamilton is relived over not getting in trouble over his comment in the last chapter should be added somewhere, but also isn't exactly necessary. I just thought it'd add a bit more to that situation bc it had moved on as if it never happened is all
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Her thoughts

"Shall I cast this creature from hell back where it came from?!" I mean, who would trust a dragon?

Draconic Reincarnation

Draconic Reincarnation

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Was implying that she had forced him to be on the fire tribe's side...not entirely sure how to explain

"I have more for her than for you! That fire tribe is always full of tricks! I'm certain she entranced you to force her onto her side!" It sounds to me like my father used to know this dragon. They clashed once again, locking talons, snapping at their faces, beating the other with their wings, using the tail to land glancing blows. I've never seen anything like this before! My father smacked him in the head, dazing him long enough for my father to pull his head back and inhale, blasting the younger dragon with what looked like incredibly hot water. The dragon barely dodged his attack, splitting off and circling again. My father huffed, appearing as if that wasn't the attack he'd intended. They stopped, hovering to glare at one another. They both breathed in, readying their power. I felt a touch of my father's magic just before he let out searing fire the color of water--almost transparent. How'd he do that?! He's a part of the water tribe, right?! The young dragon panicked, swooping underneath in my father's blindspot and blasting him with icy water that doused his flame momentarily. But that was all the time he needed to drive his two straight and terrifyingly sharp horns into his underbelly, landing a grave blow. No! They were both powerful and quick...my father was winning in the strength department but losing in speed! My father shoved him away, yanking out the horns with a sucking-slurping sound. That's...he's hurting my father! Now wounded, my father moved much slower. "I'm sorry, Balthazar, but you're leaving me no choice but to eliminate a traitor!" Balthatzar…? Is that my father?

Draconic Reincarnation

Draconic Reincarnation

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