Despite the noise, MaXabiere heard thundering footsteps. He couldn't help but listen to it. It's like a connection that had been pulling the boy's senses. Suddenly, they all stopped and looked up as they heard echoing roars.

Coming out of the sky came flying none other than the terrifying dark dragons. The Ascentilian guards, Erik, Nisr from the roof, and Willy followed the gaze of the crowd. The red-caped guard held his spear tighter.

"Commander." His subordinate approached him. "The Flash guardians are preoccupied with the Devastrigon and the evacuation. And not just that, look." He pointed up. The commander waited till the dragons flew closer a bit for him to squint. It couldn't be. The winged reptiles were mounted by the Darken clan.

"They escaped from the Void?" The commander’s eyes widened.

“Archangels, protect us,” muttered his subordinate.

“Shit,” cussed Erik.

“Oh, that’s just great.” Nisr dropped his shoulder.

Willy snapped out of it. “Everybody, keep going! Just follow the nature spirits’ lead, quickly!”

Erik immediately looked at the red-caped guard. "Commander Irvan,” he said. Who looked in another direction and then turning back to him. "Nisr saw him. He's here."

The Ascentilian commander nodded and started raising his order. "Good. Guards, on my mark, we push them back. If they fire, we push. If they even try to snatch anyone, we push. If the Darken clan want to come to take us down, we push." All of them gathered.

“I must find him,” said Erik. “I’ll alert the Flash guardians.”

“You do that,” nodded Commander Irvan.

Over the sky, the dragons were piercing their way through the wind. The mounted Darken clan sported their traditional black sleeveless tunic, leather boots, black shoulder pads, belt, and dragon helmet. Each rider carried a round shield with a spiral three-headed dragon symbol, a dragon horn graved with fire, a spear, an ax, or a sword.

One of them, an elder man, who wore a torn cape and a dragon helmet with a broken right horn, was riding a huge black dragon. "Protect the Devastrigon! Stop the Flash guardians, especially… him." He gritted his teeth just by mentioning the stranger.

A Darken clan rider blew his horn, signaling their plan to split up. The first half flew to the troubled three-headed dragon followed by the elder while the other half dashed closer to the Marketplace.

Erik interacted with his communicator as he began to run. "Giuseppe, tell the Flash guardians about the Darken clan. They're back."

"What?!" Giuseppe's voice almost defeated the guardian. "Fuck me."

"But the Dragonslayer is here, and he’s heading towards the Devastrigon."

"What?!" Erik winced at Giuseppe's high-frequency voice. "Have you seen him?"

"No. Nisr saw him. This is the worst code crimson by far, Giuse."

"I'll do my best to alert the other Flash guardians for more reinforcements. With the Dragonslayer there-"

"We'll hold them off as whatever it takes. Just alert them. Fast."

"Don't die." Giuseppe's words had stuck in Erik's mind.

"I'm not planning to," Erik muttered. He charged his way to the three-headed dragon.

The dragons came down into the market with such force. From their opened snout shot out incredible flames of such long range. On the ground, Ascentilian guards readied their spears. "On three!" Commander Irvan said. "One. Two. Three!"

Their spears shot out a white force field to push away the dragons, which they did as the reptile beasts were pushed away. Meanwhile, Erik contacted his comrade. "Nisr, I'm only encountering a few people left, what's the status?"

"Most of them got evacuated." Nisr hid behind a chimney. Better to be invisible from the Darken clan. Erik-"

"The Dragonslayer. I know, I know. I'm going to him. Am I near?"

Nisr looked at Erik who was running three buildings away and one more corner from the Dragonslayer, who marched on. "Keep running," Nisr said. He went back to his cover as soon as he saw the silhouettes of the dragons. "Erik, watch out."

Erik quickly glanced back to see six flying dragons were about to fire at him. Abruptly, a strong force followed by a howling sound. The riders fell off, and the dragons were blown away like leaves. Erik looked back to see the Dragonslayer himself.

The unknown avenger provided his presence with a glare. "You look different," he said in a husky voice.

Erik sighed in relief. "Yeah, it's good to see you too."

They both looked at the sky where the Devastrigon was trapped from the storm. "Your storm summoner friend won't hold the three-headed dragon for long," said the Dragonslayer.

Erik crossed his arms. "We'll try to keep it away as much as possible, so the rest can escape. We got everything occupied."

"And the boy?"

Without time to respond, they heard the fallen Darken clan riders got up off the ground and ready their weapons. "I'm saving my shout.” The slayer looked at the young guardian. "I assume you got this."

Erik tossed his head with a smirk. He spun his black sword and pulled out his shield engraved with a griffin symbol from his back. "You don't have to worry about my ass anymore."

The Dragonslayer smirked back. “There’s enough time to be stronger, Erik Vortecse.” His attention turned to the sky.

The Flash guardians were dealing with the Darken clan riders, while Erik's team continued handling the Devastrigon- but not for long, though. The unknown avenger suddenly leaped his way all the way to danger in a single bound.

"He could've done that from the very beginning." Erik commented. The Darken clan people soon pointed their weapons at him. Erik scanned every one; two were pointing their spears; two were pointing their swords; one carried a battle-axe; and the other one had dual daggers. "So, are you going to attack me or try to look cool?"

The one with dual daggers dashed with such speed, she thought she had him, but Erik moved to the right and bashed her nape with the side of his shield. Two Darken clans charged, one with his sword and the other with his shield. Erik was almost impaled and quickly blocked with his shield.

Two spear men began to charge. Erik pushed the one with a shield bash and gave a powerful kick. He deflected another attack from the swordsman before throwing his shield at him. He spun around to deliver a heavy slash to the chest after his shield came back to him like a boomerang.

Erik threw his shield again to the spear men, who accidentally impaled their fellow Darken. It bounced right at their heads. He ran and as soon as he grabbed his shield, he slashed the spear man on the left and the right.

And then there was the big guy with a battle-axe. Erik raised his shield and sword ready, but just like that, an arrow pierced the big guy's neck and was dropped to his knees. The shot came from Nisr from the roof. Erik gave a salute, and the eagle-eyed nodded back.

In the sky, Hugo's hands were shaking from the pressure of his power. Yrlin contacted Nisr via comms. "Is everyone finally gone?"

"Almost," responded Nisr.

The witch looked at her surroundings. The mounted Flash guardians were suddenly dealing against the Darken clan attack. She saw the elder man charging at him. Hugo looked back with worry. "Oh, come on."

Abruptly, a power shout had pushed them like a very strong wind, causing the dragons to fall. "No, I just got here!" shouted the elder Darken.

The Dragonslayer kicked the elder man out of the dragon to mount. He raised the winged reptile to meet with the team. "Sorry, I'm late," he said. " All I want is to buy me some chicken." Yrlin's smile grew. Hugo even expressed relief. And Jorken the griffin screamed. "You can let go now."

Hugo released the tornadoes to see the blacked image of the Devastrigon. Its flames were out temporarily, "Hmph, not bad," The Dragonslayer commented. His bronze sword soon began to ignite. The golden, large lassos that tied each of the heads' snouts began to be torn. “You’ve unleashed your flames long enough.” The slayer leaped towards the three-headed dragon to aim at its heart at such speed.

Back at the Marketplace, most of the population had evacuated. The Berrygrewd family and the remaining crowds were the last batches. Xabe looked back at the action. The Ascentilian guards were covering them with white force fields from the Darken clan. The Devastrigon, despite the very long distance, still looked terrifying from its size. The three heads started to burn up, but there was something that shone brightly in its chest.

Then, it exploded with a flash of light, followed by a strong shockwave. Came from the other direction opened more portals. More mounted Flash guardian reinforcements had arrived.

The Berrygrewd family was fortunate enough to make it out alive. Before the flash of light can take them to safety, MaXabiere's eyes only focused on the image of the three-headed dragon, and his thoughts were stuck on the miraculous appearance of the Dragonslayer.