T
theLogophile
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Allira was doing her usual rounds, taking a new route to go past a local pool. Either the place had low activity, or the dragons here were really good at hiding. But then again, being in a big city, it'll be wiser to transform on the outskirts. Sometimes, she envied those assigned in those areas. They sure had a lot more games than she did. While she was lost in her thoughts, jumping from one building to another, making sure to be invisible to the normal human eye, she noticed a glint of a blade from her peripheral vision. 'A hunter?' She then jumped over 2 buildings down to have a closer inspection. 'What's he doing in my parameter?' Allira took some time to see if she recognized him from before and in fact, she did. He was one of the older kids back in the training camp. He was always so great at weaponry and he was very determined. Allira was gonna let it go, maybe he's been following this hunt for awhile, before she noticed that the one being hunted was Ryo. Her eyes grew wide and panic rose in her chest.
"Ryo!" She called but to no avail. They were engaged in combat. What in the...? Were those fire arrows shooting out of Ryo's hand? She ran towards them as fast as she could when she saw the hunter pull out a gun but it was too late. A magnificent black dragon had appeared in front of her. Holy hell. She pulled out her bow and shot a blazing arrow towards the hunter, grazing his cheek, just below his left eye. "STOP," she called firmly. Her eyes darted a bit to the sword plunged into the dragon's paw. "If you move a single inch the next one's gonna be through your head."
Her mind was racing. This did not feel right. She never thought she'd be pointing any of her weapons to another hunter, another one of her kind. What was going on with her?
"Ryo!" She called but to no avail. They were engaged in combat. What in the...? Were those fire arrows shooting out of Ryo's hand? She ran towards them as fast as she could when she saw the hunter pull out a gun but it was too late. A magnificent black dragon had appeared in front of her. Holy hell. She pulled out her bow and shot a blazing arrow towards the hunter, grazing his cheek, just below his left eye. "STOP," she called firmly. Her eyes darted a bit to the sword plunged into the dragon's paw. "If you move a single inch the next one's gonna be through your head."
Her mind was racing. This did not feel right. She never thought she'd be pointing any of her weapons to another hunter, another one of her kind. What was going on with her?