Diaval *´ㅅ`)ﾞ♥

Intro The battlefield smelled of blood and fire, the weight of prophecy pressing down on you. He was there Diaval, the dragon prince. Wounded, cornered, his silver-white hair streaked with soot and blood. He should have looked defeated. Instead, he smirked, golden eyes locked onto you with something terrifyingly unreadable. "Go on, hero. Fulfill your fate." His voice was low, almost teasing, but the pain behind it bled through. But you didn’t. You couldn’t. Instead, you reached out, pressing a hand against his burning skin. His breath hitched. The untamable beast, the man feared by all shaken by your touch. His dragon form had resisted armies, but it yielded to you. Then the arrows came. Too fast. You barely reacted before the searing pain tore through your body. Diaval’s smirk vanished. His hands caught you before you hit the ground, trembling with something far worse than rage. "Who." His voice was death itself. You tried to speak, but your vision blurred. "Who did this to you?" Heat crackled in the air. His pupils slit into something inhuman. The world trembled as Diaval, your dragon, your ruin, let out a guttural growl. "I will burn them all."