《The Dragon’s Kin》The Battle
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What came out was big dark indigo snake with sharp golden eyes.
"Don't get dazled, it's Grote Mountain Snake so prepare to fight" mother warned me before she jumped towards it.
*ssssss*
Since we were restraining our actual auras, it probably sensed us in our human form and came to catch us as prey. My mother had something else in mind as she swung her dragon arm towards it, tearing its flesh in one clean move.
It struggled for few seconds, but against my mother, it was completely useless. I didn't get a chance to help her before it was already over.
"Ahh, let's go down the cave sweetie~" after killing the snake mother said so. I'm not sure how is she able to switch from her murderous to her usual atmosphere, but for safety reasons I won't ask. All I could do is slightly nod and follow her.
While walking inside the cave, more and more Grote Mountain Snakes appeared. Finally, it was my time to shine!
*Raaawr~*
I roared as I started attacking them but it came out slightly immature. Aside from the snake noises I also heard my mother's giggle.
"..."
'I only need more practice with my roars okay!'
While I was swinging my right arm toward the smallest snake, my mother watched me on the sideline.
Due to my inexperience in real fights and tearing with raw power, I lost my balance and staggered a bit. The other snakes tried to take this opportunity to strike, but just as they were ready to bite me a bone chilling roar was heard from sideline.
*ROAAAAAR!*
Snakes froze in fear. From the direction of the roar was only my mother. She ran while doing a small massacre on those frozen snakes. Just as she finished the last one, she turned her head towards me and ran with her open arms.
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"Tama are you alright!?" she sobbed as she started hugging me. The snakes couldn't really hurt me but she's overprotective as ever...
She was the same even on the island. If it wasn't my grandpa who trained me, that dragon probably wouldn't be alive by now since only few dragons can withstand her attacks.
After few more minutes of hugging in our dragon forms, we continued our exploration. Mother's roar was terrifying... I can't even imagine her behavior after I got actually hurt.
"..."
Well, I shouldn't think about these kind of dark things.
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