The Last Dragon Rider

The love between Alaric and Zerrin

Gluey! 

"Damn it! This rider!" indignant

Zerrin, he wants to tear and bake Zola with his fire.

"Lone thing he insulted my Alaric, he saved me from anything, taught me so many things. He's like a father and mother to me!" as Zerrin said, now he can close the connection so that Alaric can not know what he thinks and vice versa.

"But the elves who consider themselves holy always cheat!

"Because of this caste difference, Alaric and I got further and further. We're not as warm as we used to be, every night Alaric curled up in the corner of the cage by bewitching himself to keep warm.

"Alaric no longer takes refuge under my warm wings and plays with me! Goddamnit! I hate!" zerrin was angry and sad.

"I miss the old Alaric who always hugged and talked a lot of things!" aspersion of Zerrin wrath.

"Zerrin, I .. I'm not sure if I can!" lamented Alaric, he was afraid if he did not succeed in saving Zerrin.

Let alone making him hurt, "I can't forgive myself. If Zerrin is wounded," shrieked inner Alaric.

"Alaric I believe in you! You have saved me from the Rider knights and Gorian magic knights! You saved the people of Cornhill.

"I believe you can! For our self-worth! The gods and whatever it may be His name have chosen me for you and vice versa.

"They! Who're they? Who is always hiding! If they are great! Why don't you ever get out of here and destroy Gorian?" zerrin shouted furiously, he deliberately opened his voice and connections to the entire Shithiche Church.

"Easy! You guys just give up! No one will be able to defeat Dragon Rider Zola and Zubair! They are the strongest!" said everyone from the podium.

Gluey!

Alaric and Zerrin grew more and more enraged, their young souls controlling everything. Alaric took out his sword and endured the pain in the body. 

"Zerrin, I think you're right! For our self-esteem. Come on, finish this, I want to fly with you out of Zadin. Take me to eat the bloody ones (animals).

"I feel like I miss hunting with you, bathing in the river, and racing with birds flying in the sky!" lirih Alaric, he instantly blunted back his sword giving protection to himself and Zerrin.

"Promise? We're going back to hunting, bathing in the river? I think you've already smelled so much Alaric, I'm gonna throw up!" aspir Zerrin grinned.

"Curtain! Sobo girl clean! Do you want to spread the charm with which male dragon? Here's all the old dragons!" alaric Ogat.

"Haha! Yes, at least you can wash it off!" reply Zerrin smiled happily.

"Yes, geez! You're still young Zerrin, though,

not old enough to fall in love! It feels like just yesterday we hatched from your shell," complained Alaric, he felt unwilling if anyone took his daughter that quickly.

"You're so jealous?" the crisp laughter of Zerrin had all the elves fascinated by both.

Zubair blinked, he could not have expected that Zerin's life was more beautiful than his arid possession in the barren desert with Zola.

"Nga! I'm not jealous! You imagine if a father saw his baby born and ... oh, my goodness, Zerrin! You ... are you in love? I'll cut off your lover's wings, if he fucks with you!" the people of Alaric are angry.

Alaric could not imagine what if Zerrin would marry and conceive, he scrunched his forehead.

"Do you know how we got married? Did you ever peek at him? We can't possibly wear white clothes and flower arrangements like Alaric in your imagination! 

"Woy! Conscious! I'm a dragon open elves or humans!" as Zerrin put it, "ah, it is Alaric I just. .. seeing a male dragon is not like your imagination!" moaned Zerrin, he pouted.

"Well, if you fall in love with any dragon. Tell me, I don't want him to hurt my daughter!" as Alaric is angry.

"If I had a daughter? Just the same, don't I have a daughter now? It's :you!" alaric said softly.

"Hahaha, yes, Dad! But, when did you get married!" zerrin Syndic.

Pluck up!

"Zerrin!" alaric shouted, hitting Zerrin's head slowly with affection and appreciation of a father.

"Have it, let's finish this. I want to take a shower!" alaric said, he knew he would not win if a fight with Zerrin.

So he gave up, "All right! I'd also like to take you on a fat deer hunt outside Sgail Shithiche" Zerrin said.

"Sip!" reply Alaric smiled. 

The two of them immediately charged towards Zola and Zubair. Now, Zola and Alaric are darting off the back of their dragon and fighting in space.

Trang! The tring!

The two swords clashed, the tinge of flames from both swords bouncing, Zola gasped. He did not expect that Alaric's blunt sword had power.

"This red pomegranate sword is amazing! Worth it, the owner used to be very famous!" inner Zola acknowledged it.

The red glow of the Bru pomegranate slashed everywhere along with the silver and red power that shot out from Alaric's body.

Trang! Trang! 

Zubair and Zerrin still attack each other in space sometimes both riders return to their backs by standing up and returning to battle.

"I have to end this if I don't want to be ashamed!" said Zola, she directly aimed magic at her free sword without blunt.

"Could you be the Mixed Blood!" inner Zola shot out quickly and attacked with a terrifying force her sword slashes resounded and wanted to injure Alaric.

However, Alaric was no longer willing to budge and looked foolish, he exerted strength on the dull sword with his profound strength but, he did not use a quarter of his strength.

Alaric was afraid that he would kill one of the elven dragon riders and he would be ostracized or punished.

Trang! Brak!

The two swords clashed against each other and Zola instantly fell down drooping on the ground vomiting blood without the slightest injury as Alaric continued to blunt his sword.

"Mr Zola ...," said everyone not to believe all that.

Alaric was still standing on Zerrin's back still floating clenching the wings in space.

"Zerrin, down! We have to check on Mr. Zola," Alaric said, he felt sorry for Zola.

"Leave it! He is the one who cheated so that the Almighty punishes him!" ketus Zerrin, he threw away his face.

"Zerrin ...," as soft as Alaric could be, he knew that in such a tone Zerrin could not resist.

"Yes! Aye!" as Zerrin was upset, he swooped towards Zola and the wounded Zubair.

The bowing Zerrin scared everyone if the Zerrin killed Zubair, as did Alaric who was slightly crouched down and examined Zola's wounds.

The young couple is between the dragon and the always humiliated rider willingly and sincerely to treat Zubair with his magic and Alaric does the same. Queen Zain darted towards Zola and Zubair to help.