Chapter 82

The sky cleared, revealing the sun. The remnants of the weapons hovered in the air, shimmering like tiny pieces of diamonds. Everyone stepped out of the shelter with eyes agape in awe. Richard gazed at the sky in disbelief. Caspian destroyed all the deadly weapons. But what about him? Richard gasped, wondering. Rejoice broke out among the humans in the shelter. They assumed the government had probably sent special forces to retaliate against the weapons. And the bizarre shadows were from that deadly attack. "We are saved!" People cried out in happiness, embracing each other and celebrating. "Are we?" Bailey's uncle muttered, questioning himself, gazing at the sky. **** The dragon tattoo covered Caspian's entire body, flexing it at an unnatural angle. Sharp pain rushed through his bones, his throat getting dry. The crushing sounds of bones got suppressed by a shrieking scream as Caspian's body bent a little more. Caspian's sight got blurred as everything appeared red before hi