I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Meanwhile, on the other side of the vast forest, the clash between Eccar and Krevak also had reached a boiling point. The ground and nature beneath them was scorched and shattered. The earth glowing faintly from the heat of their Magic power that clashed in full swing.

Eccar still stood like a massive armored titan of stone and scales. But despite his incredible size and strength his scales that always capable of protecting him were now marred with searing burns and deep scratch marks crisscrossing all over. The golden fire that clung to his body hissed and crackled, leaving molten trails as it carved through his scales like a relentless parasite.

At the center of it all, Krevak floated with an air of cold dominance and a wide grin on his face. His coat shimmered with an unnatural golden radiance. Behind him the remnants of golden skeleton's power still pulsed faintly.

This golden energy from the skeleton twisted around him in blazing arcs feeding into his flames. His golden fire flared brighter as he manipulated it into writhing tendrils that lashed through the air and burning everything they touched.

Eccar grunted, his enormous claws digging into the earth as his tail smashed into the ground behind him. The searing heat around him slowed his movements but the fire didn't weaken him. No, Eccar didn't feel weak. If anything, the agony of the golden flames only fed the storm of fury brewing inside him that suddenly just appeared few moments ago.

Golden tendrils lashed toward him again, their edges burning so intensely that they almost looked shimmered in white-hot color. With a rumbling growl Eccar swung his tail in a massive arc, severing several of the tendrils mid-air. The severed flames burst into golden embers but the remaining tendrils coiled and ensnared him once more. They wrapped around his arms, his neck, his legs and burning into the stone-like scales of his Dragon form.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Krevak smirked from above. "Even the Earth Dragons crumble before my flames!" Krevak said while spreading his arms wide.

He clenched his fist, and the tendrils tightened, pulling Eccar's massive form down to his knees. The ground beneath the Dragon groaned, sinking under his weight as the flames continued their assault.

Eccar's growl deepened into something darker. His glowing amber eyes locked onto Krevak with an unyielding hatred. It wasn't pain that showed in those eyes, it was just rage.

"You talk too much!" Eccar's voice rumbled, each word vibrating the air like rolling thunder.

Then, in a move that make Krevak stunned, Eccar reared his head back, his chest expanding as cracks of molten light rippled across his body.

Krevak gritted his teeht and the tendrils of golden fire tightened further, their heat intensifying but they could not stop what was coming.

With a roar that split the heavens, Eccar unleashed his power.

The earth trembled violently beneath him as massive pillars of molten rock erupted from the ground. The golden tendrils that bound him were shattered by the sudden surge of force. Streams of magma exploded upward, spiraling toward the sky like a volcanic eruption. The golden fire that had wrapped around Eccar was torn apart by the sheer elemental fury of the Earth Dragon.

Krevak's smug expression faltered. He darted backward, his golden flames forming a defensive barrier as the volcanic force threatened to engulf him. The battlefield itself transformed. Craters of molten rock glowed bright orange and streams of magma snaked across the earth, turning it into a sea of fire and stone in the blink of an eye.

Eccar rose to his full height once more, his scales still glowing faintly from the burns but now they radiated a fiery red light as if the molten core of the earth itself had become one with his body. His breath came out in hissing waves of steam and the earth cracked and groaned with every step he took toward Krevak.

"You think your power will break me?!" Eccar growled, his voice was a menacing rumble of a Dragon. "I am the earth beneath your feet. I am the fire at its core. And you?" His maw curling into a sneer. "You're nothing but a parasite that suck the power from your dead god!"

Krevak hearing that words and scowled, his golden flames flaring violently as he extended his arms. The air around him shimmered with radiant heat and golden orbs of fire began forming, swirling around his body like miniature suns.

"And you're nothing but a beast clinging to a dying world! Your kind is dying and you will join them!" Krevak spat with furious voice. With a sudden motion he hurled the first of the orbs toward Eccar.

The golden fireball launching through the air like a comet. Eccar snarled and swinging one of his massive claws to meet the attack.

BOOM!

The orb detonated on impact, an explosion of golden fire erupting around him but Eccar emerged through the flames unscathed.

Before Krevak could react, Eccar lunged forward. His speed, despite his size, was astonishing. The ground beneath him cracked and shattered as he propelled himself toward his foe, leaving molten craters in his wake.

Krevak summoning a second and larger sphere of golden fire in his palms. But before he could release it, Eccar's claw slammed into Krevak's barrier with a force that rippled through the air like a shockwave. Krevak grunted as the impact sent him hurtling backward, his golden fire flickering erratically.

The two combatants skidded to opposite ends of the battlefield, both breathing heavily. Smoke and ash hung thick in the air between them. The battlefield now become a landscape of destruction full of craters, molten rivers, and shattered earth that stretching as far as the eye could see.

Eccar's scales, though scorched, glowed fiercely with molten veins of strange power, his rage become power that coursing through his body.

Krevak hovered few meters above the ground, his golden coat singed and torn in places, but his eyes still burned with determination and fury.

For a brief moment, neither moved. Both of them stared at each other.

And then, in perfect unison, they charged again.

The earth quaked beneath Eccar's weight, his claws tearing through molten ground as he surged forward.

Krevak fly at him, the golden fire burning brighter.

Eccar didn't know where this rage came from, this bottomless well of power that seared through his veins. He didn't think about it — couldn't think about it. Not when Krevak hovered there with the smugness still etched on his face. This was the man who had captured him and tortured him and mocked his very existence.

The fight continue. With every swing of his claws and burst of magma that erupted from the ground the fury within him swelled further.

But something deeper stirred beneath the surface, hidden in the cracks of his consciousness.

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Erend also fought with similar condition like Eccar, his red and blue Dragon Scales gleaming under a burning sky. His heart pounding like a war drum. And just like Eccar, that strange fury burned in him too and made him stronger, faster, and more vicious.

His mind buzzed with a single thought. "Destroy. Win. Burn everything to ash if that's what it takes!"

Erend didn't question the feeling. This is natural, he told himself. He was a Dragonborn. He was made for this. He had to fight!

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Kaelor can only watch from his dimension. He can not interfere any further thatn this. He looking on the battles unfolding before him. His expression darkened.

He saw the truth that lurking beneath the surface of their power.

Kaelor could feel the immense forces at play. The two Dragomborn, they were forces of nature. Unstoppable, primal, and furious.

"Too furious."

He knew that something like this will happen when they entered the Sulaeran Dragnar before understanding anything.

The Corruption.

Kaelor could see the taint laced within their every step and swing. The anger consuming Erend and Eccar wasn't natural, no matter how much they might believe otherwise.

Kaelor's jaw tightened. He had seen this before.

"Damn it," he whispered to himself.

It was the curse of their kind. This corrupting madness that lurked deep in their souls, a remnant of the ancient power that bound them to the worlds they protected. The same power that made the Dragonborn unstoppable warriors also carried a dark price.

It fed their rage, amplified their strength, but in doing so, it whispered to their minds. A quiet, insidious voice promising more power… if only they surrendered.

At first, the corruption was subtle, almost unnoticeable. A flicker of anger, a moment of primal instinct. But in battle when the fire of survival or anger become higher, it grew. It festered. And those who embraced it and lost themselves to it were consumed.

Their strength would increase tenfold, but their minds would fracture, leaving them as hollow, raging beasts, no longer masters of their own power but slaves to it.

Kaelor clenched his ethereal fists. He knew that Erend and Eccar had the strength to win. They had enough power to bring down even the avatars of the Six Pillars of Dominion.

But that wasn't the threat that concerned him.

"The real threat is within themselves."

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