[Kanji_The_Wanderer]

** How am I supposed to top that?!
Amazing as usual Nard-kun, if only I could use such great words! **

KAZUHIDE

The Five Elite Dragons of the Empire move into an attacking position. They plan to move in quickly, and annihilate us. I think to myself. If Swiftant doesn't survive, then my master's plans with all have been for naught. I hated to admit it, but the DragonSin's role in this war was much more important then my own. His somewhat endless talents is exactly what the Elven forces needed. Why they would want to enlist a human, no, a human who serves Dragon's for that matter, I did not know.

It no longer mattered anyways, I had advanced this far along my path of Destiny, there was no turning back now.... All my accomplishments all my feats and glory, were for my Master. For him alone, and no other. All I ever wanted, was to be recognized by him...For my master, was my father.

I turned to Swiftant and his companion, Suzette.

"Swiftant! Use Fayuro... Flee from this place, with Suzette! I'll handle Thrandos and his soldiers."

"No way in hell, you'll can't win against this many of them!" Swiftant protests in agony.

"I'll be the decoy for you to make your getaway." I give a heartful smile.

"SWIFT!!!", Suzette cries, louder than ever.

"Here, take this, you'll be needing this device. It's on the right frequency, just press the small red switch, it'll patch you through to my master!" I reach down into my leg holster, and remove the communication device my father had given to me before I had agreed to accept this mission.

"Also, she may be a warrior, but she's still a vulnerabe girl, Swiftant. Remember our pact tonight. Everyday in the future carries a glimmer of hope... C'yah soon then, and thanks for ridding me of my loneliness." I smile once more.

"Now take it and go! NOW!! Fayuro! FLY!!" At my yell of desperation, Fayuro spreads his firm black wings, beating them together, he takes off with my new friends on his back, and travels high into the sky. Thrandos had attempted to follow.

"No! It's me you want. Don't you want revenge? I made you look bad, and I just defied you and your precious Holiness!" I give the most sarcastic grin I can muster.

Thrandos faces me. His eyes beat with malice. He growls his next words. "Revenge? No, I don't need to sink to such levels. A Renegade like you, I needn't bloody my hands with. The others will dispose of you. I will just be the spectator of your struggle." Thrandos curls back his dragon lips, into a fanged-smile.

A Dragon to Thrandos' right, the Purple Dragon of Lightning steps forward. It was Leinurus. "Kazuhide. This is unexpected of you. Why have you left the Empire? Was it that terrorist Tatsu who enlisted you into his measly pack?"

"Tatsu?" I raise an eyebrow. "I know no one of that name." I give a laugh. "I just love how humans have been given all you dragons such a hard time! I must say, it is surprising that a mere human, not an Elf, has been giving you all such grief. I mean seriously! All these years, sitting around on your fat asses, getting everything you can get your greedy claws on, must be finally taking it's toll!" I erupt with laughter, I simply cannot contain it. Even though the current situation was so dire, and I should be assessing this dilemma much more seriously, I had a gut instinct that no matter what I did, this was the end of the line. So why go down in a panicky frenzy? I should enjoy this time to see the Dragons quake with rage.

"That is enough out of your traitorous tongue!" Leinurus hisses. "You will pay for your deeds with your life!" Leinurus turns to his left and faces the female Dragon of Nature. "Dimitria!" Leinurus bellows. "I am giving you the opportunity to be noticed by his Lordship Thrandos. Now it the time to display your worth to the Golden Dragon. Do not disappoint him."

The beautiful brownish green Dragon of Nature trudged forward from the back row. This Dragon's scales was adorned with ivy and lush leaves. Her tail was much longer then the other dragon's and was wrapped in stumps and bush. Large thorns stuck from her back and head. She was beautiful, but she was also extremely dangerous.

"As you wish." Spoke Dimitria softly. "I do not have taste for such useless battles, but I will do as I am commanded." Dimitria bats her eyes, and comes closer to me.

"So, this is the Final Showdown is it? I am glad I was noticed enough by the Elites. Shakura would be displeased if you returned without my blade!"

I extend my left arm over my shoulder and unhook Jet from his sheath. Moonlight shines from the blade.

"Now come Dragon! Face me!"