Burn the Lies, Awaken the Dragon Age

I was the specter of communism thrown into another world, it looked like medieval Europe When I opened my eyes, a biting wind cut through. me as I sat on a cold iron chair Below, a mob roared with fervor. About 50 meters away stood a broken gallows. A frail girl. was tied to it, dark gold dragon scales glinting faintly at her neck. The ancient dragons once tore the heavens apart; now they were treated as demons. Your Highness, deliver the verdictburn this heretic, and the church will fund your army. Your Highness. execute her now. If the other dragons come to break her out, we won't survive a dragon blood rampage. My heavily armored knight Carter drew his sword. I sneered, snatching the death warrant sealed with bloodred wax from the table. I strode to the edge of the dais. I ask you all to remember what we lost five years ago Some lost friends, some lost lovers And some lost their. children. Your Highness have you gone. mad You are stirring up. the mob Carter panicked and reached for me. I shook him off and charged down the steps straight for the gallows. this time what more must we lose? The entire square watched in horror. I tore the noose from the girl's neck and ripped the death warrant to shreds. Her emotions violently surged as the change hit. Golden flames burst from her dark gold eyes and shot into the sky, an impressive arrow, one belonging to an ancient apex predator instantly drove the cold wind from the square, your highness, she is losing control, stand back at once.

Late at night, dark clouds veiled the moon. I was at my desk, sketching my first steam engine. Suddenly, a bitter chill ran down my neck. A poisoned tiger appeared at my throat. The darkness rippled. I hear the tyrant of Bordertown saved one of my kin in the square today. Where is Anna? Take me to her or I'll slit your throat. First, she is not locked up. Second, if you truly meant to kill me, that fire behind you would have reduced you to ash already. Anna was standing behind the door, a sphere of intensely compressed fire glowing with a blinding white brilliance, hovering in her palm. aimed squarely at Nightingale. Let him go. Nighingale froze. No chains, no wounds. Anna, you are protecting a human noble. What potion has he given you? He gave me stake and dignity. Slap the drawings for the firearm onto a chest. I want to hire you, do you want to hide in the shadows for the rest of your life or will you join me and send every church bastard who hunted you straight to hell?

The alarm bells tolled without cease beneath a sky full of snow. On the distant horizon, a dark mass of mutated vile beasts let out bloodcurdling howls. "The demon moon has come early! The walls are about to fall! "The mob scattered like frightened sheep atop the high wall. Minister Barov clutched at my cloak, "Your Highness, take the carriage back to the capital at once. This crumbling wall will not hold for even a day. To stay here is to wait for death. " I looked down upon the despairing commoners below. Some nobles' carriages were already crashing through the crowd; they were fleeing to the rear with no regard for the people's lives. "If we run, what happens to these people? " "They're just rabble. Thousands die every winter. "If they all perish, we can gather more next year. I backhanded Barov across the face, sending him flying to the ground. They are my people, my labor force. I wrenched my long sword free and leapt from the wall, severing the axle of a fleeing noble's carriage with a single stroke. The carriage overturned with a crash. then I roared at all the despairing people around me. anyone who takes one step back will be executed without mercy. You think this wall can not hold. then I shall build you a wall that will never. fall. Anna, are the materials for the cement kiln ready? Anna stepped forward with a wave of her hand. Three enormous furnaces roared to life; they were the fruits of modern industry, forged with her dragon fire half a week in advance. Carter, have the men pour down the marsh! Simon! The entire town watched in disbelief, Grace, Laurie and crushed stone poured down the wall. It hardened into a massive wall, hard as iron.

Carter recoiled three steps in terror, his hand flying to his sword hilt. I did not retreat; instead, I pulled the thin, trembling girl into my arms, holding her shoulders firmly. Don't be afraid. Keep this power under control. The girl shuddered, and the golden light in her eyes slowly faded. I cast a cold gaze over the petrified knights and ministers on the dais and gave the first order of my life in this new worldrelease her! We returned to the city that night. The Lord's bedchamber blazed with firelight; pure dragonfire heated the pig iron I had brought. It quickly turned redhot, then molten. Carter and the Minister Barav burst through the door and arrived just in time to see the demon casting sorcery. "Protect his mimus! " Carter drew his crucifix sword and swung for Anna. I kicked over a nearby wooden. table. "Get out! "Your Highness, those are the dark arts of the dragon. She will burn us all to death. That damn you is the force of production. Carter, take off that vaunted suit of fine steel plate and place it in the courtyard. I loaded the powder, rammed the shot, and leveled the weapon. I raised the crude iron tube. A mere iron tube softened by a monster's trick would not stop even a wooden club. A deafening roar tore through the courtyard. When the smoke cleared, there was a bloody hole in the knight's breastplate; even. a great sword could not have cleaved that armor. Carter's legs buckled, and he fell to his knees. "However mighty the church's knights may be," he said, "from this day on, the age has changed. "

In a dark alley of Border Town, several rioters armed with pitchforks and stones were driving a little girl into a corner. Upon the back of her hand, small green dragon scales had begun to emerge. One of the rioters raised a heavy iron hammer. I pulled the trigger; the hammer flew from his hand to a nearby stone wall, followed by Carter and a contingent of guards with mus. kets. Just then, a cry of agony came from the alley's entrance. A militiaman, covered in blood, was carried over. His thigh was torn open to the bone. "Help! My brother's. leg was torn by a wild wolf. Where is the physician? " I looked at the trembling little girl. "Do you wish to live? "Then prove to them that you are no curse. " I pushed her toward. the dying militiaman. Trembling, the girl reached out with her small green scaled hands and placed them on the bloody wound. A miracle occurred, a sacred emerald. dragon's shadow flashed behind her. visibly the fatal wound stopped bleeding and began to heal. I'm not dead, praise be to the gods. I took the girl's small scale stamped hand and raised it high into the air. Not the gods, the monster you wished to kill saved him. From this day on, she is Border Town's chief military physician. Whosoever dares lay a finger upon her, I shall send him to meet his gods.