Dragon Genesis: I Can Create Dragons - Chapter 552: Done.
Chapter 552: Done.
Ten Bonds in total, ready to capture the traitor, no matter what it took.
And in front of them, Fraza’s three Bonds stood tall, not willing to back down even in front of the clear number disadvantage.
That was Stonefang bravery, being shown by a Stonefang traitor.
The house felt like it would explode.
Sure, in the Heights, the houses were big, especially since the land was ample, but even these houses weren’t big enough to hold a battle between thirteen beasts and five strong Stonefangs with large builds.
Fraza’s eyes widened again; unlike his Bonds, who seemed prepared, he seemed… a little shaken.
“Too many…”
He whispered in the Stonefang tongue.
The patrol leader stepped forward, looking at him with a solemn look.
“You run, you die,
You fight, you still die.
Better stop.”
He declared as if Fraza’s defeat was inevitable, but Fraza—
“I not stop!”
He did not give in. Instead, he pounced forward, trying to find a way out as soon as possible.
And that was when the fight truly began.
The shadow-stag moved first.
It vanished, swallowed by darkness. Then it reappeared behind the patrol leader, horns coming down for a lethal stab.
But the glass serpent’s head lifted, its eyes flashed, and the serpent moved like a smooth ribbon, sliding between the stag and the patrol leader.
CLINK
The stag’s horns struck the serpent’s body, and the sound of metal hitting glass echoed throughout the house.
The serpent’s body rippled, light inside it surged, and the stag was pushed back like it had hit a wall.
The stag snorted, angry and… confused. It was ready to fight, yes, but it did not know what it was supposed to do here in this ridiculously disadvantageous position.
Then the bone-ape charged it, arms swinging as if it were ready to crush the stag’s bones. The stag sensed movement and dodged.
It clearly held the speed advantage.
It tried to hook the ape with its horns, but the ape grabbed the horns with both hands and yanked.
The stag stumbled.
The ape slammed its forehead into the stag’s face and—
THUD
The stag reeled.
Its smoke body flickered.
And—
“AAOOOOOOO!!!!”
The ape roared like it loved the violence.
On the other side, Fraza’s rock-lizard pushed forward.
It opened its mouth again and released that heavy rumble. The rumble rolled through the house like a wave. The spike-tortoise’s legs buckled. The storm-goat lowered its head, shaking as sparks jumped.
The crowd outside felt it too.
Things were… getting out of hand, more than they should.
Fraza used that moment.
He sprinted for the back door.
But the lava-hound hit the floor and launched forward, leaving a line of heat.
It reached Fraza and snapped at his leg. Fraza jumped back just in time, but the hound’s teeth still caught cloth and burned it.
“Grrhhh!!”
Fraza hissed.
The rock-lizard slammed its tail down again, trying to crush the hound. The hound rolled aside.
BOOOOM
The tail hit the floor and shattered stone.
The steel boar charged. Its tusks hit the rock-lizard’s side.
CLANG
The rock plates held, but the impact pushed it back a step.
Then the mud bear rose behind the boar and slammed both paws into the rock-lizard.
WHUMP
Mud splattered.
The rock-lizard’s legs slid.
For the first time, it looked unsure.
Above them, the hawk-beast screamed again and beat its wings. Shards of ice flew outward like thrown blades. One patrol member raised his arm and a shard sliced his sleeve.
Blood rolled down.
“KRRIEEEEEKKK!!!”
The needle crow flapped once and launched its own feathers in return.
Thin darts shot toward the hawk-beast.
The hawk-beast twisted in mid-air, dodging some, but two darts still hit its wing.
“KRRRIEEEIIEEEKKK!!!”
It shrieked, spinning, losing height.
The fire-moth rushed up like a burning lantern and rammed into the hawk-beast’s face.
FWOOM
Flames erupted.
“KRRRIEEEIIEEEIIEEEEEEKKK!!!”
The hawk-beast screamed in pain and flapped wildly, trying to get away, and Fraza—
He cracked, his face twisting in panic.
“STOP!
STOP HURT THEM!”
He screamed, but in the midst of chaos, his voice did not carry. After all, he did not have the luxury to scream. He too was fighting multiple enemies at the same time.
The only thing he could do was watch his Bonds fight for their lives.
No—he couldn’t even watch. He could only hear their roars, their painful screeches, and… he could only ignore that and continue fighting.
The wind-cat flashed forward in a blur and climbed up the rock-lizard’s back, its claws digging between plates.
“GRRUUUU!!!!”
The rock-lizard roared, shaking its body as it tried to throw it off. The wind-cat jumped away, landing clean, tail flicking like it was bored.
Then it darted toward Fraza himself.
Fraza saw it coming and swung his fist.
The cat slipped under the punch and raked his shin.
“Grrhhh!!!”
Fraza yelled and stumbled.
That was enough.
The patrol leader lunged.
He grabbed Fraza by the collar and slammed him into the wall.
BAM
“Khaawrrkkk!!!”
Fraza coughed.
He tried to punch again, but the patrol leader caught his wrist, twisted, and forced him down.
“Aggrhhhh!!!”
Fraza’s elbow hit the floor; he let out a sharp gasp, trying to resist, trying to do everything he could to get away.
But then—
The storm-goat stamped once.
Buzzzzzz
A spark burst from its horns and jumped to Fraza’s shoulder like a sting, and Fraza—
“Aggghhh!!”
After a short cry, his entire body went stiff for a second.
Yes, for a mere second, but that was all it took. That was all the patrol party needed to capture the traitor.
“Hold!”
The patrol leader growled.
Fraza tried to rise anyway, forcing his stiff body to move, his eyes wild as they looked around.
It was clear that the man wasn’t trying to win.
He had never considered it from the start. Sure, Fraza was stronger compared to a normal Stonefang, but Stonefang warriors? Especially four at the same time?
That was an entirely different story.
Fraza was not that special, and since he knew that—
Instead of fighting, he was only trying to find a way out, a way to… escape.
But…
The patrol party wasn’t making it any easier.
Outside, the crowd’s murmurs grew.
“Fraza talk with who?”
“Fraza do what?”
“Fraza traitor?”
Yes, after a few minutes of dead silence and observation, conversation had begun. After all, the Stonefangs realized it was over.
With how the patrol leader was now holding him, there was no way for Fraza to escape.
Fraza’s Bonds, however, had not given up—especially his shadow-stag.
“RROOAAAAAARRRRR!!!!”
It roared when it saw Fraza on the ground and tried and tried to charge the patrol leader to free him.
“Hsssssss!”
But the glass serpent moved again.
It coiled around the stag’s legs like a clear chain, light inside it flashed again, and the stag’s legs locked.
“RROOOOAAAAAARRRR!!!”
The stag struggled, smoke pouring out of its body, horns thrashing violently, as if it were using all its strength to free its partner, even at the cost of its life.
But it couldn’t move.
Then the bone-ape slammed it again and again until the stag’s smoke body weakened and dropped to its knees.
Thud
The hawk-beast was still fighting too, even with a damaged wing. It tried to dive at the patrol leader with its claws out, ready to tear him apart.
But the needle crow intercepted, its feathers like darts forcing it back. The fire-moth flared, burning the air around it.
The hawk-beast finally pulled away and landed hard, panting, trembling, its eyes fixed on Fraza.
The rock-lizard fought the boar and the mud bear, still ferocious.
It slammed.
It bit.
It roared that crushing rumble again.
But the numerical advantage the patrol side held was too clear. Not to mention none of these beasts were weaker than the others. Sure, the relatively younger beasts were weaker.
But these Bonds had been part of the Stonefang army for a very long time. The amount of experience they held was undeniable—they knew how to use their strength and exploit an enemy’s weakness.
And right now, the patrol party’s Bonds did just that—
They exploited Fraza’s and his Bonds’ major weakness.
Numbers.
In the end, the boar drove the rock-lizard sideways. The mud bear pinned its tail with thick weight. The spike-tortoise shoved forward, spikes threatening its belly.
The rock-lizard’s eyes rolled.
It realized the truth.
It couldn’t win.
Fraza saw it too.
Seeing his Bonds in such condition, his heart squeezed with a pain he did not understand. The patrol leader pressed a knee into Fraza’s back and wrenched his arms behind him.
“AAAGGGHHH!!!
LEAVE!
LEAVE ME!!!”
BAM
Fraza screamed, tried to twist, but the second patrol member slammed a fist into his ribs and Fraza’s body went limp for a second.
The patrol leader grabbed a thick binding rope—made for beasts and prisoners—and looped it around Fraza’s wrists and elbows.
“Done.”
He snarled with a cold tone, and Fraza…
He coughed with a red face and wet eyes, staring at everything that had happened within just a few minutes.
Yes, it was over.
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