Dragon Aster Trilogy

1: ASTER, PRESENT



The molten rock moved like blood through the Keol, as the desert-harsh winds burned all that it touched. The red and black clouds above rained hot ash and fire. It was why so many had come to call this place Hell. But Hain had never seen the Keol so furious, as waves of fire rose and exploded to match the anger of the Great Dragon that the world of Aster was.

Hain didn’t know what had broken loose to infuriate Aragmoth so, all he knew was that Kas was somewhere in the Keol that had turned into the center of all chaos. “Kas!”

The Keol before him rose into a swollen mound of fire, as whatever was coming through the Rift was not being taken in well by Aragmoth.

“Hain.”

The weak cry by psi sent Hain rushing through the lava-gauntlet. A wave of fire came at him from the side, and he reached the edge of it before it could collide with him.

Kas was still alive, despite the back legs and tail of his phelan form being submerged in the extreme liquid heat.

Hain grabbed the skin on the back of Kas’ neck and hauled him to more solid ground. Just as he did, the mound of fire burst, and what looked like a winged serpent made of fire flew out from it.

“What…took you so long? I can not…find her.”

A cry from the serpent sounded, and it dove back through the lava with its massive force.

Hain used his body to shield Kas as its spray of fire came at them. He had heard of Solar’s Phoenix three hundred years ago, but he had never seen the creature with his own eyes until now. When he looked down at Kas, even he was surprised. “Is it supposed to be that big?”

“It would seem that its three hundred years on Earth has given it time to grow.” Kas unsomned as he didn’t have the strength to maintain his phelan form anymore.

Hain unsomned as well, and caught the kid’s wrist to try and follow the Threads of his Mei to Sybl. “Either Cirrus has her or Aragmoth does. Either way, we don’t stand a chance of getting her back against this.”

Kas finally passed out from exhaustion, and Hain hoisted him over his shoulder. Then he somned into his phelan form and started to run. There was no waiting this fire storm out.