"Flecto Ablazo!" Cyclux squealed, his neck firmly under Lexis's foot. Lexis released her grip immediately and dropped Linda's wand, she was shrieking in horror, she was on fire, the fire breathed by Cryptmaw. Cyclux had successfully directed the fire towards her, which was meant to harm Jessica. Linda ran towards the burning body and picked up her wand. Migol tried to escape, seeing what had happened, but he was too late; Linda was on him, she thrust her wand right through his heart from behind.
Cryptmaw lets out a direful moan, shaking off both elves until they hit the ground hard and passed out. Ethan had slashed his tail, severing a part of it, he turned angrily and breathed a ghastly, non-hesitating fire; but Ethan wasn't there, Ethan had moved closer, so that when Cryptmaw turned, Ethan was already beneath his neck area, safely away from where the fire could hurt him. Cryptmaw screeched, enraged; he couldn't see Ethan burning like his father did, and his tail was bleeding; thick, amber red blood gushed out. He screeched again, the other dragons were like statues, they did not respond. In one decisive blow, with Cryptmaw's chest now close to Ethan, he thrust his sword into it; where there was pounding; where the heart of the dragon made from pile of threads was located, where the ashen dragon can only be destroyed. Cryptmaw turned into ashes and disintegrated, like fluffy snows in the frozen wastelands, the ashes fell.
Ethan ran towards Jessica and untied her. A younger, handsome Cyclux hugged Linda passionately. Ethan and Jessica embraced each other, for what seem like forever...
"Ethan, I'm pregnant..."
"I know..."
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