Wulf the Eternal Warrior
Chapter 12: Elder God

All at once, before Wulf could launch himself in a wild hurtle past the bronze god of Mars, a large presence emerged- behind the priest, and behind the statue that slashed and attacked before the priest.

It had emerged in this ancient pile of stone, this temple of an era before Rome- before Roman gods- and even before history itself was being recorded- this creature was the god from before the new gods of man- it was a god of the primeval; an ancient, primeval god- a god before even the Titans of the Romish gods had been vanquished by Jupiter and his brood.

DRAGON was the huge shape behind the animated statue of Mars and his priest. This was the ancient god of antiquity, the god of the Celts and others- the god of the dawn of the earth, when the human aspect had not yet been drawn upon the face of the gods- the primitive god of sheer, elemental POWER. The god of volcano, hurricane, flame and pestilence, unalloyed with mercy, justice, bravery, or any other attribute of humanity.

The Mars statue, spinning in a wheel of speed beyond human ken, raised its sword preparatory to dealing wholesale death to Wulf and the Iceni. Both the representation of the god, and his priest, were totally unaware of anything behind them. The high priest of Mars held his amulet with great pleasure before him, anticipating the imminent death of his antagonists with great satisfaction…

A huge flame of extinction, breathed from a huge reptilian throat, burst over the scene.

Wulf had seen it at first- Behind the statue that was ready to annhilate both him and the Iceni tribe, had appeared a nightmare shape of lunacy and horror. It had lumbered up the downward corridor, back from where it had lurked when this temple- was HER temple- not some new upstart Roman god! Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

What she saw had IRKED her, and she responded in typical old god fashion-

She breathed FIRE!

The heat from the mouth of the DRAGON was incredible, and the effect was immediate! Wulf, Boudica, and the Iceni, warned by the vision of the dragon appearing, threw themselves immediately backwards…

But, the priest and the death wielding bronze statue, whose backs were towards the elder dragon god, had had no forewarning. Their expressions were actually supremely confidant- the priest had a supercilious grin on his face, anticipating the imminent death of his attackers gladly. And the Mars statue-god, impervious, made of metal, just had a murderous look of death-dealing; happy that he was immune to death and destruction, being made of metal…

The priest screamed first, as he disintegrated under the heat of the dragon’s breath. The warrior god turned, brandishing his sword, but then he succumbed, as he…melted.

There was quickly left nothing but ashes, and a shining puddle of melted bronze.

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