Dragon Knight

Dragon Knight and her companion, Astra (Green dragon) fight together as a team. She also likes eating food, especially meat. From Pandemonium to Empyrean, from there to Arad, Bakal,the King of all Dragons, continued his invasion of this world. And he brought every living creature to submission in the end. The first year of his rule began when his army conquered Arad. Bakal Year 1. Ironically, it marked the beginning of the most prosperous and stable century in Arad's history. The Metastasis stopped manifesting. The Great Pentacle was stronger and more durable than ever, thanks to the superior magic of the Dragons. The monsters kept themselves inside caves, too afraid of the Dragons. Finally, he had the whole world in his hands... then a century passed, and his satisfaction as a victor slowly weathered away with it. It was the night of the Festive Day of the Dragon's Crescent Moon, the banquet that was held at the end of every year. Bakal was on his way back to his bedchamber when he suddenly remembered the warping of spacetime, which occurred when Pandemonium was first connected to Drakvalt. It dawned on him that maybe he could use that phenomenon to dominate other dimensions while looking for clues leading to the World Tree that Hilder stole from this world. Once he made up his mind, there was no stopping him. He was the ruler of this world, and no one could deny his wishes. Bakal learned from the Dark Elves how to open an interdimensional gate. He then used every resource he had to open a great interdimensional gate that warped spacetime. Waiting on the other side of it wasn't just another dimension—so was disaster. The century-long peace had made Bakal complacent, soft. The world may have prospered under his reign, but it didn't change the fact that his empire was built on the pain and suffering of others. Bakal was oblivious of the hatred that was bubbling up underneath the calm surface. The Dark Elves held a grudge like no other, and they were good at hiding it too. They gave Bakal the wrong coordinates, which invited alien forces with evil intent to where Bakal's expeditionary army was. The Dragons would've been wiped out that day if it weren't for their elite fighters, the Dragon Knights. They drove away the alien invaders, but barely. And then everything went downhill from there. Bakal lost his power, the world spiraled into chaos, and civil wars ensued. Even the Dragon Knights, who were strong enough to fend off the alien forces, couldn't fight the changes that were happening all around them. The Dragon Knights no longer fight for a single leader. Now they have their own banner to protect, their own right to fight. Are you disappointed because they've changed? I understand. Everyone's entitled to their opinion. But there's one thing that we all must not forget; the Dragon Knights have been the greatest warriors since Bakal’s time and that will never change, no matter how much time passes. Plane: Dragonia The Dragon Knight combines her ferocity in battle with the aid of dragonian support in hand. With powerful dragons by her side, the Dragon Knight will assail her foes with primal abandon. We risked our lives. We fought because we believed the day of our revenge would come just as they promised. We soldiered on, even when our wings were so matted with blood that we couldn't fly. But the day of our revenge never came. We cut down many enemies, burned down many more but that day never came. They used us, and yet they feared us. They feared that we might point our swords at them once we got our revenge. So they sent us in harm's way, dished out impossible missions and even sold us—their own comrades—to the Dark Elves like commodities. We didn't understand it. We fought honorably under Bakal's command. Never in our lives did we imagine that our own master would betray us. We know better now. We're not going to fight for unworthy masters anymore. We know what others call us. We don't deny what we've done. We've left a trail of flames in our wake. Our gaze has covered the skies with smoke. Our lips have turned the water from which we drank bloody. And we're not going to stop. Even if the rest of the world call us villains, malefactresses of the Dragons, we will not stop. So if you value your life, heed my advice and leave while you can. Leave before the fury of the erred Dragons burns down everything, with you in it. It was obviously me that first realized that I was at my limit. Such a linear style that some might even think to be foolish. I spent so many days without sleep to think of ways to overcome it. Enduring pain like a great hand was squeezing my entire body, I swung my blade without rest. Only when I’ve reached a point where the overworked body spat blood, Could I take a moment of peace in heart and look back. Red blood covering the ground. I finally realized as the battles I’ve had passed my thoughts. The strange sensation that I could feel from beyond the dimensions. Was it actually answering my will to be stronger? The voices of my other selves across the dimensions whispered something into the blood of dragons flowing in my body. The voices became a powerful pledge, imbued in the dragon’s blood flowing through the veins. The pledge awoke instincts deeper and more primal than my authority as dragon queen And I could feel it engulf my blade that was grasped by Astra’s breath. It felt like I'd returned to the start of my long journey, but it wasn’t too bad. I got on Astra’s back and patted his horns, who could not contain the overwhelming power and roared. In the end there was only one conclusion that I could arrive at. Give the enemies a merciless attack of even greater power. With the claws that is me, The enemies will once again carve the fear of the dragons in their blood. It was obviously me that first realized that I was at my limit. Such a linear style that some might even think to be foolish. I spent so many days without sleep to think of ways to overcome it. Enduring pain like a great hand was squeezing my entire body, I swung my blade without rest. Only when I’ve reached a point where the overworked body spat blood, Could I take a moment of peace in heart and look back. Red blood covering the ground. I finally realized as the battles I’ve had passed my thoughts. The strange sensation that I could feel from beyond the dimensions. Was it actually answering my will to be stronger? The voices of my other selves across the dimensions whispered something into the blood of dragons flowing in my body. The voices became a powerful pledge, imbued in the dragon’s blood flowing through the veins. The pledge awoke instincts deeper and more primal than my authority as dragon queen And I could feel it engulf my blade that was grasped by Astra’s breath. It felt like I'd returned to the start of my long journey, but it wasn’t too bad. I got on Astra’s back and patted his horns, who could not contain the overwhelming power and roared. In the end there was only one conclusion that I could arrive at. Give the enemies a merciless attack of even greater power. With the claws that is me, The enemies will once again carve the fear of the dragons in their blood.