Army of the Damned

VOLUME 13 Chapter 7

On a cold morning. A humongous Dragon has appeared in the Cathedral Square. The people of the Holy See gave it gifts through the form of food while onlookers just watched in glee as they saw before them a living Dragon in the flesh. The children on the other hand laughed and giggled as the Black beast with thick armored scales had its wings center fingers droop downwards. Its tail and the rest of its body touched the ground as it soaked in the heat of the foreign Sun.

Bahamut was happy to see the offerings the Cathedral was giving her. The Bishop himself went out to give a sermon. Regelus and his powerful voice homing in on people far and wide to come and see what was happening. "And thus! Man and Dragon conceived Deus! The Holiness of all Men! The one that rose to Godhood and now watch upon us all! Feast yer eyes Human and Non! To the creature that divines over Nature! Over all that Dawbring's eternal light shines on!" The Dragon meanwhile was far more busy eating up all the food that was being offered to her.

Some would walk up to her chin, bowing down and wiping a piece of cloth over it and she didn't mind as it cleaned off the stains from all the food she was getting. As everyone gathered around Bahamut who was in her larger form. Big enough to fit ten people on her back. With Jackson preparing the special saddle as well as tie downs for her spine. Bringing along with them palleted extra goods.

But as the crowd thickens, he started having a harder and harder time transferring the goods. With the two Vampires having been forced to use their powers in strength to bulldoze their way through everyone. He on the other hand had to also tie up the cargo through the saddle. Before long, and after dodging snowballs being thrown by children. Everything is done and he looks at the alley next to the Hotel where their carriage is mostly left empty. Only a handful of crates left.

"Phew, that should be all of it." He then holds his arms, shivering. "Dammit. I thought it was already summer? Isn't January about to end? Why is it still so damn cold!" Alana on the other hand had finished tying down all the cooking apparatus she'd need and turned to the man sitting on the back of the Dragon, watching as people looked in awe of Bahamut. "M'Lord, what about our carriage and Junior?"

He breathed out as he fixed his tunic. "The hotel people already know how to take care of her. That horse is nothing new to mid to high level players in Dark World."

Appearing from the crowd, Elizabeth had bought with her Seiness. Carrying a huge rucksack. She had to go and take the girl on her shoulders to safely transport her through the crowd where they then climbed up to the back of Bahamut. The Priestess had the biggest smile she'd given so far. Jackson couldn't help but notice her ears all perked up inside the hat, making it as if it was a cute design from the Holy See. He smiles as he takes up the girl to the main spine of the Dragon.

The many sharp protruding spikes were gleaming as if it had just been recently polished. With his hands on his hips and a smile, he turns to the young woman. "Alright. Seiness, are you ready?"He takes her large pack of things on her back with one hand lifting it up and brings it in the back, putting it along the pile of neatly stacked crates.

But before tying it up, he opens it and notices she has bought a lot of things. "Why did you bring a bedroll? And... is this a pot?" He then brings out a small cast iron pot with an attachable handle. "E-Eh? Head Nun Setella told me to bring one just in case. She said the winter might be slowly disappearing as Summer comes but it will still make itself known every now and then." Scratching his head, he just shrugs at her as he returns it into her pack. "I mean... I guess. But we have enough here for everyone and extras."

"S-Should I remove it then?" Shrugging once again, he tries it down and stands up. "Nah, just get on the saddle. Be careful with the spikes."

Looking around, the crowd that had gathered was amazed by the sight of the Dragon. Jackson looks up and sees that the sky was clear of clouds, in the horizon, the fiery sun was slowly sneaking up on them and the airspace mostly clear of other parties except a flock of birds doing their morning run. But soon, the gathering of people got so bad that the Bishop had to call upon the Holy See and Gareth's soldiers.