#dragonologiststory

Art, characters and Story (c) Dragonologist

Warning: Eventhough I find this story quite boring and it doesn't contain anything really graphic, this chapter might be considered disturbing. If you get scared think of Rechor speaking like the taunting french of MP&THG (look up "French Taunter" on youtube)

anyway I hope you'll enjoy reading this chapter.

“Yes Re-I mean sir...” Nightclaw backed away a bit. Rechor let out a deafening evil laugh. “Sir? Do you really think calling me sir is going to save you?” Rechor chuckled. “But I thought you wouldn't kill me...That's what you said r-right?” Nightclaw was trembling in fear. “Oh no, I won't kill you //yet//...and certainly not with only one simple swing of my tail. You didn't finish me off that quick and merciful either...No you had to torment me...” Rechor stared angrily at Nightclaw. “L-look..I-I-I know what I d-did to you when I s-saw you last time...A-and I'm r-re-really sorry for it...I s-swear..” Nightclaw stammered while he slowly walked backwards. “Oh really? Well guess what? I WON'T FORGIVE YOU!” Rechor roared as he moved closer to Nightclaw and blocked the way back with his tail. “Please sir! I beg you! D-don't kill me! I'll do anything for you!” Nightclaw whimpered in fear. “Begging won't help you...It didn't help me when you and your friend attacked me...So many times I begged you for mercy...to spare me...and all you did was laugh at me and hurt me...”(tbc in comments)