Book 9, Chapter 78

A Historic Victory

The skies were filled with a mix of Richard’s summons and the reapers, making it difficult for Richard’s party to distinguish friend from foe. They fought with pure instinct amidst dragon breath, magma balls, and corrosive strikes, the exploding warships and dying cries of the summons intertwining into a deafening cacophony.

In the midst of this chaotic battlefield was a rather special creature, an adorable little dragon that was only two metres long. Tiamat had felt rather uneasy over the past few days, with the nagging feeling that something bad was going to happen. She hadn’t been able to sleep nor eat properly, and now her fears had come true. She had been pulled away from her cave by the strength of her contract...