Demonic Dragon: Harem System - Chapter 613
Chapter 613: Glacial Storm
The sea was raging.
Waves rose like black walls, crashing against the rocks with thunderous rumbles. And, amidst this liquid chaos, stood the creature that seemed to be the guardian of the seas themselves: the Kraken.
Its tentacles were living columns, thick as towers, covered in suckers that glowed with pulsating runes. Each movement made the ocean tremble, and the guttural roar that echoed from its depths pierced the chest of any who dared face it.
In the sky, Cassandra and Monica hovered in their dragon forms.
Cassandra, with blue scales that reflected the light like shards of eternal ice, exhaled cold with each beat of her wings. Monica, beside her, sparked with electricity, her gold and silver scales charging the surrounding air with the suffocating pressure of a storm about to burst.
And together, they screamed against the monster.
“That damn thing won’t stop blocking us!” Monica spat lightning as she dodged a tentacle that shot up like a spear.
“I noticed!” Cassandra retorted, her voice echoing like frozen thunder. “Every time we try to fly beyond these waters, it appears. It’s like it’s… trapping us.”
The Kraken roared.
Its tentacles lashed against the surface, raising columns of water that nearly swallowed them. Monica dove forward, her tail flashing, and unleashed a blast of electricity that made the entire sea glow like molten glass.
But the monster only writhed furiously, as if tickled.
Cassandra seized the opening. She spread her wings, and the powerful flapping formed blades of ice that shot forward in unison, freezing part of the water and trapping one of the tentacles.
For a moment, it seemed like it would work.
But the Kraken pulled brutally, shattering the ice as if it were fragile crystal. The crack echoed like shattered thunder, and the ice shards fell toward the sea, useless.
Monica grunted in frustration, her eyes flashing.
“None of my lightning strikes deep enough! It’s like his skin was made to dissipate!”
“My ice doesn’t stick!” Cassandra replied, gasping, backing away to escape another blow. “As if the entire sea were his accomplice.”
The Kraken lifted half its body out of the water, and for an instant the two dragonesses saw its eyes glowing a deep, rune-covered green. It wasn’t just a sea beast. It was something more. Something… controlled.
Realization weighed heavily on both of them.
“This isn’t just a monster,” Cassandra muttered. “He’s the barrier.”
Monica gritted her teeth, sparks spitting from her fangs. “Then we need to break the barrier.”
Another tentacle shot up, faster than before, and hit Cassandra squarely. The impact threw her into the sea with a crash that kicked up gigantic waves. Monica roared in response, diving after her friend.
Cassandra surfaced seconds later, spitting out frozen water.
“I’m fine!” she cried, flapping her wings heavily to regain air.
The Kraken, however, gave them no respite. Its tentacles now surrounded them both, like moving walls. The entire sea seemed to have become a closed field, with no way out.
Monica let out a roar of pure frustration.
“He won’t let us leave or fight properly! This is a damned game!”
Cassandra stared at her for a moment. Despite her exhaustion, there was something there. A spark.
“Then let’s play too.”
The two of them flapped their wings together, soaring higher. Monica spun in the air, and electricity coursed through her entire body. Cassandra, beside her, drew the chill from the wind, forming crystals that swirled around her wings.
“Ice and lightning?” Monica glanced sideways.
“Frozen storm,” Cassandra confirmed.
With a mutual nod, they attacked.
Monica spat a torrent of lightning, which Cassandra redirected with currents of icy wind. The result was a shower of falling bolts encased in ice, glowing spears that pierced the Kraken with enough force to make the sea explode.
For an instant, the creature’s scream echoed with pain.
One tentacle was torn, another frozen in half.
Hope.
“Did you see that?!” Monica roared, her eyes sparkling with adrenaline. “It worked!”
“Just a little.” Cassandra kept her tone cold, but her heavy breathing betrayed the spark of hope burning within her. “If we unite everything, maybe…”
She didn’t have time to finish.
The Kraken plunged into a whirlwind, and the runes on its hull ignited like submerged embers. The entire sea glowed with that power, and then a black wave, thick as liquid iron, rose around them.
They both felt it immediately.
It wasn’t water.
It was a barrier.
The liquid wall crashed down on them, crushing them with the weight of an entire ocean. Cassandra reacted instinctively, freezing part of the mass. Monica opened her way with blasts of lightning, tearing through the darkness in violent flashes. But it wasn’t enough. The weight dragged them down, swallowing wings, fangs, and claws.
The world turned to foam and shadow. Tentacles coiled around their bodies, suffocating, trapping.
In the abyss, two green eyes opened, deep as runic chasms. The Kraken watched. Not like a beast—but like a jailer.
Cassandra forced air into her lungs, conjuring ice that burst around her body, pushing the tentacles away. Monica roared in response, electricity coursing through her throat until it lit the depths like a submerged storm.
For a moment, side by side, they stared at each other.
And in that suffocating silence, they understood.
Amidst the shocks and cold, the arguments and friction, they had learned from each other. They had been shaped by the fire of the fight.
Monica gave a crooked smile, almost defying death.
“If it’s going to end here… let it be in a way he’ll never forget.”
Cassandra closed her eyes, her voice firm as icy steel.
“We won’t end. Not today.”
And then they exploded.
The darkness was torn apart.
Lightning and ice fused in a convulsion of power, an impossible storm that shattered the ocean’s pressure like glass. The seabed trembled, columns of ice burst, lightning split the depths, and the Kraken’s roar echoed in pain, reverberating for miles.
Its tentacles writhed, some burned, others frozen to a snap.
The two of them emerged forcefully, gasping, spitting saltwater. The sea around them was devastated: cracked, burned, frozen. A spectacle of chaos.
But not enough.
The Kraken remained. Its runes still burned, its eyes still fixed on them. It wouldn’t back down. It wouldn’t give up.
Monica snarled, sparks leaping from her fangs. “That bastard never breaks…”
Cassandra looked at him, cold, resigned, but still burning with the flame of struggle.
“Because he’s not just an enemy. He’s the prison itself.”
The wind brought the bitter taste of salt and blood. The two of them hovered in the air, exhausted, but still standing.
And, in a whisper that was lost in the storm, Cassandra concluded:
“This isn’t a fight to win. It’s a fight to survive.”
She wanted to believe it, but… the skies began to pour down a heavy rain while black thunder began to fall…
“What is this?…”
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