can make people see things that aren’t there.” I gasped.
“Relax, it’s nothing special. All the Chromatics have that.”
“Ten,” I said with a sigh. “How do you use them?”
He grinned and bit on his tongue gently. My stomach turned. It was a power Blake had always had and wasn’t new to me. “Now that the flying part and hopefully the fear of heights thing is cured…”
I giggled and he chuckled too. “I think it’s time to show you what we can do.”
He got up and moved a couple of paces in front of me. I pushed myself up from the rock and stood right next to him.
“It’s not easy conjuring your abilities while in human form. It takes time and the more you do it, the easier it comes.” He lifted up his index finger and a soft pink flame sprouted from the top of it. “This one you don’t have a problem with. Every being is afraid of the Pink Kiss.”
“The pink what?”
“The Pink Kiss.” He smiled. “I know it sounds stupid but I’ve grown quite fond of the name. When it touches skin, it spreads like a virus. Nothing can stop it and your enemy will die a slow and painful death. Constance can’t even heal it or slow the procedure down. There is no cure for the Pink Kiss.”
I’d heard that before and seen it the night the Wyverns attacked us. “It’s like the Hippogriff’s venom.”
“Exactly,” he said in a soft tone, just staring at the flame coming from the tip of his finger. He lifted up his middle finger, and right next to the pink flame a small spark of lightning came. “Lightning is handy in the ring, especially if it’s not the Dragonian’s ability.”
“You used lightning on Lucian before.”
He nodded. “He failed the first time because of my lightning.”
Then he lowered both his fingers and showed me his palm. A green fog with a strong smell of gas appeared in the palm of his hand. I coughed a bit and covered up my nose and mouth with the sleeve of my robe.
“It can’t harm you, Elena. You are immune to it. The smell is something to get used to though.”
The ball of green fog turned into acid and it ran down his hand and landed on the ground, incinerating the grass and rocks it fell on. A tiny bit of smoke evaporated into the air. “Deadly,” he said softly and closed his fist. When he opened it, it was gone. His hand didn’t carry any mark, not even a red burn to show that he’d just handled acid.
“It doesn’t burn?”
“Slightly, but it doesn’t hurt the way it would a person that isn’t immune to it.”
“How did King Albert claim your dad then?”
He smiled and huffed softly while taking his seat back on the rocks.
I followed him.
“King Albert had a gift for making weapons. His armor was of the thickest metal there was, but it was also the lightest.” He smiled. “Don’t ask me how.”
I giggled.
“He had a weapon that the royal council still uses today. It’s called an acid blaster. He used to fill it up with my father’s saliva and then use it on the enemy. He wasn’t the type of man that loved wars though, but he was the bravest man I’ve ever met.”
“You still remember him?”
He nodded. “A dragon’s memory works differently than a human’s. Usually humans don’t remember anything before their fifth birthday. It’s different with us. I remember everything. Even before I hatched. I remember the inside of my egg, my mom’s tone of voice when she was close and the temperature whenever she lay on me.”
I smiled thinking how amazing that must be, to remember everything like that. I couldn’t remember my father’s stupid stories and here he tells me what the freakin’ temperature of his egg was whenever Isabel lay on top of him. If that was normal, then I sure was a broken dragon.
“I remember King Albert. He had a special look just for me. I guess it had to do with them knowing that I would become their child’s dragon, if they ever got to that stage.”
“How did he look at you?”
He laughed. “Admiration, warning.”
“Warning. Why?”
“I don’t know, but that’s what it felt like.”
“I’m sorry that he died without giving you what you needed.”
He chuckled and shook his head. I could sense he was hiding something.
“What?” I smiled.
“You would laugh if I told you.”
“I won’t, just tell me.”
He picked a long weed that grew from inside the