Luyện nghe bài hát The Colddrake

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

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

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

Silver and amethyst the hunts for prey,
Its glowing can hypnotize and steal your soul away.

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