Tales of the dragon slayer

Chapter 7: Prequel Chapter 6

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I don't own High School DxD, or any of the other copy right stuff that may be included in this story.

I don't make any money off of it and only write this for my own enjoyment.

If criticism of religion bothers you, please don't read this story. Also, why are you reading DxD, a story which makes heroes out of devils, if criticism of religion bothers you?

The oppressive heat began to dissipate as the weeks and months went by leaving in its wake hordes of monsters. And just as the local monsters and dragon population increased, so too did Sona's powers.

Swarms of beasts now fell before her and turned to dust, leaving behind the siphoned water which she then used to completely eradicate all but the most fearsome of creatures. Fearsome creatures such as the large red fire drake which now menacingly stood in front of her. Its crimson scales were too thick and hardened to dry out, its breath was too fiery for any water creature to attack effectively. Sona nimbly dodged its tail strike and had to console herself that there were some foes that were currently beyond her reach; thankfully help was never too far away.

"Go on. Shoo" Ambrose said while swatting the fire drake away as if it were a bothersome insect.

His [Sacred Gear] was summoned and in its true form; that of seven light wings.

"Wings might be too generous of a term" Sona privately thought to herself.

The [Master Key] had no feathers, though they did bend like wings. They were seven blades of pure white light, three on each side of his back with the seventh hanging down like some sort single tail feather. Sometimes when fighting a single beast one on one, Ambrose would grab the seventh 'tail' wing and wield it like sword. Whenever Ambrose was feeling a strong emotion the light wings would glow brighter, radiating holy light; Sona thought it was beautiful, yet being a devil in its presence was terrifying.

Despite the instinctive fear it brought to Sona, Ambrose insisted she get used to it; saying that not only would it help build trust between them but that she would start to build up a tolerance to light and holy magic in general. It was a difficult, but Sona couldn't argue with the logic behind it; Ultimate Class Devils were renowned for having built up a tolerance to holy magic and if she were going to have a similar resistance then it would be with someone she trusted; one could not find a more potent source of holy magic than the [Master Key].

Never the less, Ambrose was cautious about how much exposure to the [Master Key] she received. He would often stay a good distance away and observe her while she fought off the waves of dragons and beasts, at least until she came across large legendary beasts such as the fire drake now facing off before her.

"This welsh dragon is being particularly obstinate." Sona thought and watched as the hulking red behemoth opened its maw to no doubt breath red hot flames on her fiance.

She'd be worried if she hadn't seen this act before.

Ambrose wasn't phased by the dragon's 'bravado'. In fact he seemed annoyed at the dragon's attempt to attack him and quickly shot a condensed destructive blast down the dragon's throat, blowing its head into pieces.

"Normally they just fly away from you when you show up." Sona said as she dusted herself off, "What was with that one?"

"It's part of being a Dragon Slayer, as you'll find out." Ambrose remarked, "It's not just a name, it's a mark. Something unseen to all but dragons. They know you've killed their kind before. The weaker or smarter ones will run away from you. The stronger or more stupid ones will seek you out in order to fight you. The more dragons you've killed, the stronger the mark is and the more extreme reaction you'll get from them. You'll see, you've killed enough dragons to be considered a Dragon Slayer. Right now they're all simply seeking to challenge you."