Battle of Dragons

THE PROPHECY OF PEACE

**When a war has lasted twenty years,**

**the dragon of peace will come.**

**When the land is filled with hatred and fear,**

**the dragon of peace will come.**

**Voltwing’s egg in the deepest violet,**

**wings of flame shall come to you.**

**The brightest egg from the Crashwing’s queen,**

**The greatest peacemaker of all time.**

**For the wings of wind, in the shade of night.**

**Strongest dragon ever alive.**

**Hidden away in the vast Sahara,**

**The LionWings shall have a brand new era.**

**A great king once before, the NightWing tribe shall woe no more.**

**A great leader shall lead them, but only if they can find him.**

**But may the leader want to control,**

**All the dragons of the whole world.**

**Find the eloquence for your survival of peace,**

**Or none of the dragons can survive and ease.**

**The Dragons of Peace are coming.**

### Burden of The Wind

Skywind woke up in his room very early in the morning as usual. Most Dragons would be still sleeping right now. But he needed to get out of bed now, he had to be prepared

He flew to the arena room in the center of the palace. It is so quiet in here now, but he knew within a few hours dragons were going to be fighting here. And he needs to win this, to prove himself worthy of the throne, to prove to his father that he is the one who should be inheriting the throne.

This is the Tournament of The Wind, a type of contest every twenty years. Whoever wins shall be worthy to challenge for the throne of WindWings. Skywind is in the final four already, he just needs to defeat two more dragons and he can challenge his father for the throne.

But before the tournament starts he needs to train first. His cousin Lifetaker is one of those who remained in the contest. He knew as a fact that Lifetaker would probably be his final, and the most formidable opponent in this entire tournament; and he was sure that it wouldn't be a quick fight. He needs training to reach perfection.

He quickly grabbed a spear, he then kicked the spear toward the bulls eye, it hit directly on it. He had been training like this since he was three years old; he is always ready to fight whoever comes next. But this time it is different, it is about the throne of WindWings, it is about every single WindWing’s fate. The dragons his opponent have defeated is more than the dragons Skywind had ever fought. This isn’t going to be easy, he needs more practice.  However, he is running out of time. So no matter what happens next, he has to be prepared.

He then created three wind swords and then they swung into action instantly, stabbing directly on three chestplate he blew with his wind. If there's a dragon’s heart in there it would be pierced by the cold windy blade.

He then blew a piece of gold armor into the air and with a flicker of his finger millions of wind threads spun around the armor, then, within seconds it dropped to the ground, unharmed. Skywind was very disappointed, he thought he could at least cut through it. But a second after the armor dropped to the ground it shattered into billions of tiny golden particles.

Surprised and thrilled at the same time, Skywind stood still. Staring at the golden wind flakes. He is now confident that he can defeat his cousin now.

Then just as he finished cleaning the flakes he heard thundering drum sounds. The Tournament of The Wind has begun.

He had been preparing for years, he will not fail this one moment