《CARNAGE CARNIVORE - A dragon devouring faeries...-》Compressions
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The village had grown to ten times its size and the majority of the inhabitants were now elves.
Although there was a clash of cultures, the humans and their science were seen by the elves as mages using another form of magic.
The leaderless elves immediately recognized the chancellor. The notion of voting and democracy was foreign to them.
Eight months had passed since the explosion of the terrible dragon's lair.
Kate, on the other hand, took short naps but slept all the time, unable to get a good night's sleep without nightmares, and the rest of the day was all begging, praying at the edge of the crater for forgiveness and crying. Even the elves were sick to their stomachs in the end.
But the Ummites were inflexible and all feared them.
They came and sometimes "possessed" the elves who went into meditation or trance. But they were no longer interested in the earth. Humanity was eradicated and what was left of it was no longer a problem for their control of space. There was only one religion: God (through Tyrant who proclaimed himself the chosen Archangel but de facto a god himself.
To support his claims, he meditated (slept like a log), dreamed and his dream became creation.
A jubilee signifying the official entry of the Earth into the Ummite world was in preparation and many shuttles in the shape of crystal drops had arrived from all corners of the universe. And the Tyrant palace/destroyer was on its way. He would come to supervise the "blessing" of the artifact (a reprogramming to implement his most twisted plans...).
Waspy had disappeared since Hans' death. And all the kobolds had left the humans.
The temple was closed but left to Kate as a den. She was skinny and a pain to see.
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Only Bello, the doctors and Sarah kept her company from time to time.
In the command center, military officials were gathered in front of satellite images.
Belleville: "According to our information, all the wreckage and abandoned remains of Cabal and Dragon tanks, vehicles and equipment have disappeared, without even leaving any tracks, just a few spots on the ground.
This was done very discreetly and methodically.
Chancellor: "Should we fear a threat? an attack?
Elven generals were now at the table.
One of them proposed something: "We have suspicions... These tracks look like the Vespalians... not the Kobolds.
The dwarves and Kobolds kept their distance but the trade was redirected to the elven, fairy and gnome kingdoms.
In the meantime, I redoubled my activities. I cast Reparo and earth spells, to clear the debris, compact it and recycle it.
The train to the dwarf fortress was quickly cleared, with the help of the golems.
I kept a little vigilance in the corner of my eye. I knew I was being watched, observed and studied.
The green eyes, or their reflections, always appeared when I least expected it, but I understood one thing... the black sphere did not move as long as I had activity until I was exhausted. And so I slept a dreamless sleep, completely exhausted, emptied. But the slightest slackening would set the dogs loose.
Everything in my head was ricocheting and I was trying to make sense of this ordeal. But I didn't know. To die for the sake of dying, I might as well go all the way. I wanted Tyrant's head, Queen of Darkness or not.
After 2 months of hard work, the ventilation and cooling circuits were restored but I had to avoid making noise and generating EM waves that would betray underground activity.
A month later, the rails and the circuit leading to the dwarf forges were repaired. The temperature of the forges became normal and livable again.
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Then I offered my blood to mother to join her and, I passed through the darkness. I saw the black dragon also floating in the darkness and standing in my way.
Afraid? No, I was not afraid anymore.
The queen stood before me. Immense, but I too knew how to grow into a hydra.
Behind the monster was mother with her 8 heads and her astronomical size.
XXXX: "Are you challenging me???"
"Get out of my way!"
The monster of darkness was about to pounce on me.
when, all of a sudden :
ENKA: "DARKIA...!"
And she crashed into the hydra's authority.
Without even looking, I jumped into the palm of her paw and I had a crazy urge to stick my tongue out at her..but provoking a dragon is provoking its death..
"Mother!!!!...sorry...I disappointed you..."
Enka: "I see you two have gotten to know each other...", just try not to kill each other. I expect you both to at least be like me. And you, Carnage, this is your trial and I expect a lot from you...
And you, my little queen, I see that you have motivated him but be careful with your decisions, I also see the future and each one of them has consequences.
"Yes, mother..."
Me: "?????"
"Is that my sister??? What is this dragon??? He wants to kill me, then hurts me, then saves me then wants to chase me away.. "
Darkia : "GRRRRRRRR be careful how you talk to mom, you forget that she is a goddess! We never discuss her decisions!
One of the heads of the hydra was hugging the queen of darkness
I was mad with rage.
"You are the queen of what??? There are no more kingdoms on earth!!! So what am I? The good King Dagobert?"
Darkia: HISSS!!! and she chattered her teeth, flinched out of the hydra's palm, and I did the same
GROAAR!!!
Then, the next moment we were crushed...
Mother had increased the gravity 100 times.
We had the head plated on the palm of ENKA, almost unable to speak
ENKA: "ENOUGH YOU TWO!!!"
We squealed with fear, pain and discomfort.
"SORRY MOTHER!!!"
"But how old are you? Look at how ridiculous you are!
We both stared at each other, enduring Mother's pressure.
It was like a competition. The first one to flinch would lose.
GRRRRR
HISSSSS
GRRRRR
HISSSS
(Pain... ENKA had doubled the pressure.)
I was in excruciating pain but I was smiling...enduring.
"You can't do it, queen of the junk!"
GRRRRR
HISSSS
GRRRRR
HISSSS
The pain became like when I was cooking in the regeneration tube. Pain, I knew.
Then Darkia hissed in pain as I gritted my teeth...
"I won, you wimp!"
ENKA "THAT'S ENOUGH YOU TWO!!!"
I was ejected to my base and she to her ship.
I felt like I had been run through a steamroller.
In her ship, the dragoness hissed: "You don't waste anything to wait..you'll pay for it..Hans..."
Then she immediately detected that Kate was sleeping and dreaming.
"You, you don't lose anything to wait... "
I laughed inwardly but was groggy, as if hungover. Then, with hindsight, I started to laugh...
At least I learned 3 things. I have a sister, She is my "end" well, what she says and she is sensitive to pain and I understood her weakness.... You will see what you will see!!!
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