Luyện nghe bài hát The Colddrake

Young Vanyel once awakened from, a of death and fear.
If he should choose to be a mage, his would then draw near,
Of filled with suffering was all that he could see
And so he made a to leave k'Treva there then flee.
Into the winter's bitter cold he hurried on day,
His mind was numbed and and he could scarcely find his way.
pondering his haste made choice he thought then to return,
But a cry for mercy made his frozen spirit burn.

Silver and amethyst the Colddrake for prey,
Its eyes can hypnotize and steal your soul away.

He caught the cry of magic and followed it where is led,
And all the a helpless anguish echoed in his head.
He came upon a holding in a sheltered vale,
Destroyed in fury by a monster cold and pale.
A and her children huddled near the Colddrake's paw.
Her husband lay in shreds an unforgiving claw.
The beast entranced her victims neither left nor right,
She knew for well the had no way to run or fight.

Silver and amethyst the Colddrake for prey,
Its glowing eyes can hypnotize and steal soul away.

suddenly a man stepped fourth, a pitch fork in his hand,
As if alone face the beast, and bravely take a stand.
Though old and frail he could not bear to watch his die,
He was the chance they had, and he was bound to try.
The man thrust his deep into the Coldrake