The air was wet as rain poured down it was the last show down. The queen sat down as rain dropped down on her castle. Ghosts and memories danced around the room as the fire crackled and popped. Smoke then filled the room as her majesty stood up and whistled and in doing so made nyra come to her side. Finally claws came out the door and slammed down on the ground. The queen grabbed all her courage and faced a face of evil the one behind all the dragons coming and attacking her... It finally emerged from the doorway and lunged at the queen. And as she suspected it was a golden dragon one of the most powerful dragon ever born and the queen had to battle it. And on top of this glorieuse dragon was king heim. The queen had anticipated this day to finally face the king who once was good but now bad. It was the king of evil “we finally meet!” said queen marie as she drew her sword “Oh...But we have met once long ago” Marie then prepared for a story “It happened in this castle where your father defended it and failed after I had killed him and as his last dying breath said ‘protect our daughter’ and finally fell the fool.” Tears conjured up in Queen Marie’s eyes as she swung her sword at the king. He jumped and landed on his dragon “I’m afraid you will have to save it for battle” he said as he pointed and his dragon blew fire. Queen marie jumped and flipped onto nyra’s back and went into battle. The golden dragon blew flame and fired it at nyra while nyra brought up her wings in formation as the dragon’s flame bounced off her wing and to the golden dragon and blew flame herself however the flame bounced off the golden dragon and back to nyra and knocked her down “NYRA are you okay!!!” said queen marie as she emerged from the wreckage and ran to nyra. Nyra opened her eyes and pulled her wing over to the queen and gave a happy look then closed her eyes. “Tears came into the queen’s eye as she unsheved her sword and ran to the king. The dragon blew flame toward the queen and she avoided it and jumped in the air and slashed her sword toward the king but he avoided it and came at her but she jumped up and kicked his leg and after he fell down she pointed her sword to him and glared “I give up, I give up. Now if you don’t mind I have an around to run”said the king as he threw down a plant. It turned to smoke and as smoke went around the room the king escaped “next time” he said. The king may have escaped but soon his reign of terror will fall
nyra also still lives