Chapter Fifty: The End

Using every last bit of courage, I screamed. Screaming as loudly as I could, and even though it came out choked, a blast of energy exploded from my chest. I watch as Oliver is blasted back across the other side of the river, his body colliding with a tree and bending in an ugly way. There's no way he survived that... Thinking about being over there, I warped through time again. Closing my eyes as if I were blinking, and transporting myself to be right in front of his mangled body. Covering my face, and turning away for a moment, I collected myself.

Gasping, I stepped back two steps. He was lying with his back legs still half wrapped around the tree. Both legs were clearly broken. I could hear the wheezing breaths he took in slowly. He was not conscious and he didn't move. Noticing a knife on his side, I reached over and grabbed it, quickly pulling it from its sheath. The lighter wooden handle feels smooth in my hand, and a dragon is cast into it and runs down its blade. Intricate deta