The two dragons that were captured had consciousness, but this was consciously ignored.
In the three-people empire that was constantly at war with each other, the Mordos wanted to make the most of their new findings. Magic was a form of mysticism reserved exclusively for the Concubinat nuns. They ran the Oracle and tried to see through time and space to make their divination.
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They systematically came across the two imprisoned dragons. They were linked to their prophecy and the Mother Superior decided to intervene. If the Mordos could corrupt the dragons with the spice and their descendants, it would be a dimensional nightmare. There would be no stopping their madness, which would spread to other universes and turn back time.
They would eventually see the end of everything.
"Run! The Ship is under our control."
"But the butterfly dragons?"
"That's another problem... If you want a future, go for it! Our mystical forces slow them down, we bend time... they don't know that!"
The young Sanguinema came out of her glass tube, where she was created, cloned... An incomplete dragoness...whose flesh and mind were corrupted by the space drug and the Executrix.
The orders: "To catch up with, and locate the Fugitives and immobilize them, neutralize them without killing them whatever the cost."
The almost empty ship, but with Concubinat allies, some soldiers and mercenaries, shot at the spaceport doors, and broke through the protective walls.
The powerful engines roared and followed a trajectory given by the mother.
She rested her forehead on the forehead of the dragoness.
Now we must pray to the Destroyer. The Darkstar.
The dragons who were not of evil alignment were loyal to their emperor Dracosire Sinistrar but who had unnaturally pledged allegiance to the Goddess of Absolute Evil. Tiamat the infernal.
"Mercy, mother of all dragons... Hear our prayer, our lament.
We must flee from the Mordos...they are your enemies, O almighty mother, Goddess of Darkness and Chaos. Protect our child!..."
They did not know what to pray for anymore....
But the Concubinat mother felt a void, an area.
"Yes... this way. Send your mana to the reactors, we will make an "ascension""
The blue flames of the propulsive plasma were at full blast, at the risk of destroying the ship that had just been repaired and ready to be sent to the front against the terrible Zergian armada.
The dreadful Baron had changed his destiny by replacing his general with a war-mad dragon-raptor. Tania...she had single-handedly killed Baast's men, with the Baron's second in command immediately gaining his position. So it was with the Zergs.
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She had the powers of dragons but the violence and cruelty of dinosaurs, while preserving her human commando intelligence. A "Rambo" in a dragon's body with the teeth and claws of dinosaurs. A war monster. But unlike that, she was still capable of true love.
Sanguinema, more awake than the others, probably because of some draconic knowledge, took a spy ship and followed the destroyer.
She landed squarely on it, in a blind spot. Alone.
The Mordos pursuers blocked the tracks and teleported into the ship's path, dropping mines in its path.
It was stuck as if in a trap, but the dragoness transferred her mana to the mother of Concubinat and concubine of the Emperor Topkapi and the ship, how shall I say, diffracted to the outside eye.
It passed through time and space, into an area unknown and unavailable to the Mordos.
As nothing was innocent, the Monstruous Evil Goddess was in her blackhole evil ship.
A huge sphere.
She never used it, but with the war over, she went back to explore the worlds, well, conquer them was more like it.
She had heard the pleas and prayers of the fugitives and she turned her ship in her direction.
On board, unknown areas, pure chaos, the depth of which only she knew.
But near the control room, monstrous creatures were at her side.
One of them looked like a vulture, slightly humanoid but more than ten meters high.
Next to it, a dragon raptor that was crying and moaning(Tania), a second one was also at its side, Marise...
The vessel was useless for the goddess but it protected her and detected the paradoxes and their levels. It was used to detect the presence of other creatures like her who defied time and space.
The dragoness was punished by the Goddess and feared her wrath. The wrath of an evil goddess is not to be taken lightly.
Tania: "I love Ivan... Mother... I would like to redeem myself... I beg you..."
Marise: "Mph... always talk... You have it coming..."
Tiamat: "Vulture, do something but her crying is breaking my ears"
Vulture was like Tiamat, an arch-demon. But Tania didn't know it but she was demonizing herself...which saved her life.
And Marise, was just a little animal for them...She knew her place and did everything to be forgotten...as long as she was in the good graces of the goddess and "Grandma..."
Tiamat: "I feel the presence of super creatures, or at least their energy... they passed here and... Well, well, well... it is the Destroyed world.... Bingo!"
Vulture "We are going to clear our honor?"
Tiamat, cackling with her 5 heads..., yes... yes... for the sake of honor... (hehe) we must repair the damage... We will find and rescue (capture) the scattered dragons...More toys for her to play with... Tiamat had a large smile on her 5 heads, looking at the sobbing dragoraptor. Tania was like a super toy to kill boreness. Tiamat was in hurry to play with Tania... And, she was right to cry...
On board of the Magestic, the Mordos destroyer, they saw a planet.
Matron: Here! We have to land!
The planet was like the earth in every way, except that there was a huge mountain with a small ice continent due to the altitude. It was between what looked like the Gulf of Mexico and Iceland, a strip of land and islands connecting the whole like Central America.
Matron: "There is no civilization on this island continent and there are plenty of resources and ways for us to take refuge. You are an ice dragon and this environment will suit you and the child you carry."
"And you, lava dragon, there is no shortage of volcanoes..."
The ship began its descent, but Sanguinema's ship was caught in the turbulence and tore itself away from the Magestic, and one wing bent.
She began her descent but the ship was about to buckle and finally the retrorockets kicked in, saving the ship. But she was ejected, pushing buttons she hadn't learned. The mission was too complicated.
She ended up crashing further west, well, she managed to land without too much damage but she was on her own and had to continue her mission.
She was an almost adult dragoness, but a baby. Facing a primal jungle. Not exactly hostile for a dragon... but she was on her own.
The Destroyer ship was landing safely then hidden in a huge ice cave and the two dragons didn't know if it was temporary, if they would be reunited with their loved ones or not. They didn't know where they were or when.
The only thing they did know was that the continents looked like their home world, that there were humans, well, humanoids and that there was prey and food.
Slowly, the Concubinat organized themselves and, like missionaries, established their camp in order to spread their faith, their knowledge and their wisdom.
The ship became their temple and palace, then for strategic reasons, it was hidden and forgotten.
A city was built in the ice mountain. And the parents spent most of their time transferring mana to their egg. They knew what their daughter would be called: JADIS.
It took Sanguinema years to repair the ship's antenna and how to amplify it.
Surviving, learning and making allies took time. But she regularly needed blood because of her incomplete nature, a vampiric aspect. (In any case, it was her thought..) For the safety of the Mordos, so they wouldn't escape? or to limit the powers. But they had made a mistake. They had overlooked the adaptation of dragons... Vampirism saved her. The blood of her prey was enough..
She had lost all trace of the Magestic and in her head, the Mordos program or hypnosis gave her a twisted perception of reality. To her, she was a soldier in an empire ruled by a succubus dragoness, a queen who ruled the universe. And she owed her absolute obedience. But it was the corrupting power of Executrix that was at work...