The Last Dragon Rider

High sense of empathy

"What sound? You hear what Zerrin is?" alaric asked curiously, he could not hear anything at all.

"I felt and heard, a lot of screaming ahead! Is there any more battle with the Gorian army? But ...," said Zerrin, he further sharpened his sense of hearing.

"But, what?" alaric said impatiently, he wanted to know what was ahead and did not want to keep wondering.

"Um, it seems like the Gorian magic knight army is looking for prey," said Zerrin, he grew silent to the many cries of fear as well as terrible pain.

"Come, hurry! I don't want them to destroy the village again like they did" Alaric said, without warning, as he darted through the night leaving everyone behind.

Alaric immediately sped Storm, in front of him Zerrin flew as soon as possible trying to become a guide for Alaric. The two leave Tara and Altaf still dumbfounded by the reckless and at will manner of Alaric and Zerrin.

"Yes, my goodness, son! Bummer! Does he not know if he cannot use his powers?" as Tara grumbled, he also drove his horse with Altaf behind him.

"Of course, Alaric is too reckless and so is Zerrin. They cannot measure the strength of the opponent first" Altaf said.

Altaf and Tara looked at the fast-moving Zerrin along with Alaric without regard for their own safety.

"Basic, both are equally stupid! Can they run that fast towards the enemy?" tara's mind was furious, she was inexhaustible with both.

However, his heart was a little happy. He feels Alaric and Zerrin have something in common: as riders and dragons who have empathy for the good of others without caring for themselves.

While Alaric and Zerrin had already arrived first, they saw that the magic knights were feasting on blood and human strength from the mouth that emitted white smoke from the humans they immediately sucked in.

"Zerrin! Come on, I'll go up to your back!" shouted Alaric.

Zerrin instantly flew closer towards Alaric who instantly jumped on Zerrin's back and darted with his delime red sword in hand to slash at the enemy. Storm attempted to hit the magic knight's horse with his front legs.

The extremely fast flying Zerrin directly entered the slaughter arena carried out by the scabbard magic knights and only stayed skeletal with a black robe that floated from the ground like a ghost.

Alaric darted from the back of the Zerrin down to slash the sword towards the magic knight who was still gripping the neck of a child. 

Trang! Trang! 

The clang of the sword resounded with the light of the flames, coloring the night.

"Sstt, hass ...," hissed the magic knight muttered something unknown what it meant.

"Well, you bastards!" alaric shouted, he instantly slashed at the enemy until Alaric's sword slash shattered the magic knight's body into flakes of fire.

Zerrin used fire and claws to grab the body of the magic knight and burn it. Zerrin gasped as he felt he was so strong compared to their last battle.

"Is all this because of Alaric's power? Until I have a different power?" inner Zerrin asked.

"Don't try touching Alaric!" zerrin shouted, he immediately spouted his flames on the three magic knights who flew quickly towards Alaric who was still busy saving the humans within the clutches of the bone-dwelling hands.

The clinking of the sword resounded, Alaric continued to use a force that subconsciously enveloped Alaric's soul and body until the thick red and white glow enveloped him. 

"What if Alaric can't control his powers? He could fall unconscious? I have to get close to him!" inner Zerrin was a little worried, he approached Alaric to protect anyone who wanted to approach him.

Alaric did not care, he was angry to see the large number of human casualties that had fallen not to mention that had begun to limp in the grip of the Gorian knights. Everyone screamed in fear making the magic knight even more eager to suck out all that power.

The sound of Tara's canticle ringing in Alaric's ears made him a little peaceful and he wanted to fall asleep, he fell drooping to the ground. Staring at the full moonlight that was still illuminating the horizon.

[Lagaich agus disg (Weaken and be aware) ]

Tara's voice echoed in her head, Alaric saw the silhouette of Tara's face wearing a beautiful maroon-colored dress with long sleeves and covering the entire body with a beautiful cling, which she wore, tara's silver hair was unraveled with braids on the left right and a jewel on the forehead. 

"Tara ..," said Alaric, he saw Tara in his mind holding her tightly and singing a beautiful song. 

Alaric realized that some souls were calling to again defeat the power in their own bodies.

"Tara!" he saw Tara Dale and Altaf fighting in front of him with incredible strength.

"Zerrin ..," whispered Alaric, he saw Zerin spitting fire here and there and flapping his wings to protect himself. 

Under the flapping of Zerrin's wings were gleaming with the moonlight. Alaric sensed that he was starting to move. He began to rise and move quickly grabbed his sword and darted trying to help Altaf who was overwhelmed by being pushed by the enemy.

Trang! Trang! 

"Sorry, I'm late!" alaric said, he immediately fended off the scabbed magic knight sword that almost slashed Altaf's neck.

"Alaric! Thank goodness! I thought it was hard to get up" Altaf whispered.

"Yes, you're right. I thought so too but, I was hungry ..," whispered Alaric, he heard the sound of worms in his stomach had begun to demonstrate wanting to eat and eat again.

"Damn! I'm so hungry!" alaric said, he felt his body helpless.

Bruk! 

Alaric's body fell and fell asleep, "Yes, my goodness! Alaric's! Alaric's! Wake up!" yell Altaf.

Trang!

Altaf immediately fended off the sword of the magic knight who wanted to kill Alaric, he continued to fight until he forgot if a magic knight approached Alaric.

A swarm of magic knights floated on top of Alaric's body with a snake-like hiss that wanted to dilute his forked tongue to suck out all of Alaric's power.

Duars!

The magic knight did not expect that the power of Alaric he sucked instead killed themselves. Altaf, Tara, and Zerrin gasped. They did not expect that Alaric's power was so extraordinary that no one from the magic knight could take that power.

Tara sped up her hands until Alaric's deeply slumbering body was placed onto Zerrin's back with magic power. 

"Zerrin, take care of Alaric. I will try to resuscitate these humans," said Tara, he immediately chanted an extraordinary canticle that makes the humans re-awakened while the dead instantly become fragments vanished.

"Come, leave this place, Altaf!" tara shouted, she darted to Sorrow's back and darted through the night as well as Altaf behind her with Storm and Clag.

"Come, Zerrin!" tara shouted, she called out to Zerrin who was still flapping in the sky carrying Alaric.