Twilight of a Hybrid, стр. 39
Geraldus saw Vaeludar now losing control and going into a madding mode of a Dragon, completely giving into a great anger of this news Vaeludar heard with his ears. Geraldus gripped Marina’s arm and he had to forcefully run her out the building before Vaeludar would tear the laboratory down with the sword he turned into red. “We are going, Marina,” he said.
Geraldus held his hand firmly on Marina’s arm and he forced her out the front door, which was also in ruins. Geraldus, with great ease, kicked down the door and he ran, still holding Marina.
Flarefur ran behind Geraldus and Marina, and this was all just in time so they could get out. Lots of sparks of fire and walls exploded more.
Vaeludar alone was in the ruined laboratory. After hearing for what he was only used for, before he was somehow “awakened” from an embryo, he was a science experiment used for bringing mutated animals back from the dead.
Then he became a science experiment, with magical abilities that resides in different creatures like turning people to stone was from Gorgons and healing from Unicorns. And more shocking to him, the two scientists weren’t his parents, but the son of a god. This shocking news had anger him to his bone and a draconic hatred within his body was awakening greatly and destroying his humanity.
He growled loudly, angrily, hatefully, and disgustfully. With a great rift in his erupting personality, he swung the Crystal Sword to and fro all around the walls. His tail whipped with great anger against the filled glass jars. His wings waved hard winds against all the body parts in the glass jars. With many breaths of heating fire, he smoldered his dragon fire against the far walls and every square inch around the ruined laboratory. Vaeludar was bringing the laboratory to ruin.
Vaeludar was using his dragon might of his tail, wings, and mouth to bring the entire building crumbling down the ground. He used the Crystal Sword to slash and break all and everything inside the laboratory, in which he was he re-created through experimentation. The blade easily cut through the walls and the glass.
He was going all in, showing a small percentage of his strength in tearing down the building. Vaeludar wanted to bring down the entire place until there was nothing felt of it, only dust and ashes like the lands which he walked in where the lab was built in. And there was no stopping his rampage.
After many slashes of the sword, whips of his tail and his wings, and the fire-breathing from his mouth, Vaeludar threw the sword down and placed his hand together and a small red smoky sphere grew in his hands. “I will finish what should have been finished long ago,” he shouted. “This building will come crashing down, if it had ever exited or have been built here.” He clapped his hands, enclosing the glowing sphere inside his palms and casting out tons of blue sparks across the lab room.
The sparks went to the walls and exploded at the speed of light. Faster than a diving falcon, each spark blew right through the walls. The bricks and stones flung out and many more holes were being created.
Soon enough, the small explosions blowing all the walls and the ceiling; the building came crumbling down.
Vaeludar grabbed the Crystal Sword and the book of experiments, and he flew through the ceiling of the crumbling building. As he flew out of there, he saw the building fall completely to the ground as smoke rose and dust were flung; the Secret Laboratory had been destroyed and it was all crumps of dust and rocks.
THE MEANING OF A NAME
Vaeludar landed with the Crystal Sword sheathed and the book in arm. His evil-like eyes glared at the lab now burnt to the ground, becoming part of the wastelands the group is traveling in. The place from where he was used like a lab rat had been destroyed. This was a place he needed to wipe off the face of the island.
He was growling softly, and the colors of his eyes have changed slightly; the iris of his eyes became redder and the yellow of his sclera more golden.
Any sign humanity he had left was ceasing. He was losing his faith in his human side and completely falling to a more beastly tone. In his soul and personality, he was now a complete, fire-breathing dragon in a human-hybrid form.
The news of his experimentation caused a big, horrific rift in his character. It destroyed and killed any humanity he had left and shifted his soul toward a great darkness. Never again he wanted to feel human but dragon. Vaeludar was putting his faith in the clutches of his dragon side. “Never again will this place be used for any experimentation,” he grunted. “I won’t accept the witch and her dragon partner as my parents. I might as well be something else than a lab.”
“Vaeludar,” called Marina. Marina ran up to Vaeludar and gasped upon his appearance had changed once again of his skin and eyes, which were redder. “Vaeludar?” she whispered. “What is happening to you?”
Vaeludar growled softly. His eyes turned to see the Siren, but turned them back at the smoldering smoke rising from the collapsed laboratory. He was hesitant to answer his wife; his appearance should easily answer her question to his sudden appearance. He himself thought and questioned his own appearance in his mind, but he did not care what he looked like or how he would act in his rifting draconic personality. He was planning to walk in the same path but use different methods in finding the second and third armor artifacts.
Geraldus and Flarefur had walked up the hybrid and the Siren. They saw the remnants of the fallen building smoldering up in a