Tempest is a young Arctic Oceanic Drake from a dying breed that’s been poached into near extinction for their ability to manipulate water. Since being liberated from the New Zealand royal navy’s control, he’s been roaming the seas alone for several years in hopes of seeking out other dragonkin.


Like the rest of his kind, the big guy is a docile and gentle one most of the time, especially towards lessor mortal races. While slightly immature at times due to his current lack of age, he can be playful a majority of the time while friends may be present. Seeing him become hostile towards others is a rare scenario because of his passiveness.



- Aquamancy -


Tempest possesses an advanced form of water manipulation, being able to create tsunamis, summon hurricanes at will, conjure up storms, whirlpools, or shoot beams of pressurized water at either an enemy or prey. His skills even allow him to influence the water molecules in a person’s blood to a degree. For fast travel across the seas, he can manipulate the surrounding water to propel himself at unimaginable speeds below or above the surface.

- Ice Magic -


Another unique trait his kind carries. This includes being able to cool his surroundings, freeze a selection of water, create hardened ice spikes that can be turned into projectiles, and cause a devastating hailstorm by freezing a small portion of the heavens. A common defense move used by him is creating thick ice walls.


Weather Manipulation - Like the rest of his kin, he can conjure up devastating storms and hurricanes. This allows him to flood entire towns and cities if given enough time. While weather control can be one of his most powerful abilities, it often burns out most of his magic depending on the scale it’s being done on.

Lightning Redirection - Exactly what it sounds like. Knowing basic Atomkinesis has enabled him to draw electrons from the atmosphere until they can be charged enough to create a brief bolt and be projected where he wishes. If not done correctly, Tempest can risk frying himself in the process or anyone around him. This rare attack move doesn’t change the fact he’s vulnerable to electricity naturally. This can only be used if a severe thunderstorm is present.


Poseidon’s Trident - A legendary item given to him by the God of the seas himself. This allows Tempest to use more special forms of water manipulation and can be used as a melee weapon while in human form. In addition, the Trident can break any Ocean bound curse or be used to alter the sea level.



Tempest is roughly ninety-one feet in length from head to tail. Reflective azure scales cover most of his hulking form, with a golden underbelly and varying turquoise flippers. Three horns can be found bent back across his head almost like a trident, along with emerald serpentine irises, and webbed ears. While he lacks a pair of wings, two large fins remain on his back to keep him level in water. Gold spinal fins run down along his armored back and stop near the end of the tail.



Long ago sea drake populations used to range in the hundreds per pod, arguably one of the ultimate apex predators with the exception of Leviathan. There were many different variations of them, from their unholy deep-sea cousins to freshwater species, tropic breeds, and many others throughout the globe. While their winged counterparts inland were being wiped out, their numbers in the wild remained unchanged for some time.

With the industrial age came the ultimate decline. As mankind's technology became more advanced, so did their weapons, and that enabled them to finally combat the aquatic dragons effectively despite their docile temperament. But this was not the root cause for their elimination: Pollution of the seas claimed more of their lives than humanity's crusade over could. As a direct result, most became biologically vulnerable and died of illness. All that contamination wiped out many of their pods. Tempest is one of the few survivors of this.

Prior to being forcibly separated from his mother, the juvenile of a drake was captured and had undergone training to serve the Navy for a new program they created. Though defiant at first, they managed to tame him when a woman named Diadena Hernandez was assigned to him as his handler. She succeeded in getting him to corporate and went on a number of missions with her Draconic partner. The two became emotionally attached after a period of time.

Once the news had spread of a decision to dissect him came about, Diadena removed his tracker and turned him loose. From there, he fled from the Naval base before migrating hundreds of miles away.

It was only later until the young Dovah heard a song coming from the shoreline. Something about that melody had drawn him towards it in ways that could not be described, other than an uncontrollable urge to confront it and be with whoever was singing it. The one responsible was what appeared to be a young brunette woman, who was too shocked to flee at the sight of him. In his seemingly delusional state, Tempest showered her with affection in the form of licks, nuzzles, and even attempting to hold her. As if knowing he'd be in danger just for staying out there in the open, she chose to travel and run off with him.

Whether his love for her became willing or was a long-term side effect of her sings, the two became an inseparable pair who got in and out of trouble together.

He was a Sea Dragon, she was a Siren, and neither one had a place to call home.

Together they became an unlikely duo, like two fugitives who had no one but each other to rely on.

As they carried on together, the two became increasingly frustrated with the size difference between them, it almost became a sort of barrier. To compensate for this, he drained the Siren's blood and replaced it with his own, which held some magical properties that could convert another into one of his kind. As a result, Clarion instead became a sea serpent. It was through him that she learned how to hunt prey with her new lifestyle. Them migrating together became a daily routine.

. . .

Sometime prior to meeting a man who forged an adopted family of monsters, something terrible happened that forced their group to disband. In the midst of all that chaos, Tempest and his mate Clarion were unable to locate each other quickly enough and fled separately. Just like last time, he was required to travel alone for a second time.

Hopefully for the last.

 As for his whereabouts, Tempest is currently on an endless migration, whether it be in search of Clarion, the family, or to seek something else. With no one left to turn to, he conceals himself from any boats or ships that would draw attention to himself. He'll frequently roam in shallow waters, and is known to occasionally take on human form to explore any populated coasts thanks to a special transformation powder.



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One of Tempest's surviving siblings, who was captured by Onyx Corp, had his memories wiped, received heavy augments for combat, and trained to be paired with a handler/rider. Like all augmented water drakes, Answerer mostly lacks a personality and only knows how to follow orders due to the brainwashing inflicted by his captors. He has a difficult time when it comes to independent thought.

Now without a rider, the modified brute actively seeks out another in hopes of being given a purpose again, unable to contemplate the idea of choosing his own path or going against what his mind was programmed to do. Anyone with a resemblance to his prior handler, even just personality-wise, is likely to be approached. It's not uncommon for someone to react negatively before Answer either retaliates or continues on.

When interacting with others, one of three things are likely to happen: Either assisting them, eliminating the one in question, or simply ignore said individual. Avoid falling into the wrong category unless he can be subdued.



Being a former prince from a long-lost empire, Trua is a hybrid between an Eastern dragon and a European sea drake, able to wield both water and air-manipulation-based magic. This has enabled him to take to the skies, in addition to being amphibious.

Despite the incredible feats he's capable of, he is unusually small for a Dragon, being only twenty feet long from head to tail. The former royalty suffers from amnesia, unable to remember his past. To make matters worse, he often experiences back problems due to the disproportionate amount of weight on his spine from his body structure, also mute from an injury he received to his vocal cords.

It's common for him to hide his walking disability from others, which affects him even in human form, often choosing to sit in a wheelchair when possible, or swim in water while in his true appearance to reveal the strain on his bad spine. Others may find out from him hurting himself by accident or abruptly stopping during a lengthy walk.

To communicate with others since he's mute, Trua will either use sign language, or physically write words into soil or paper if someone doesn't know it.




Being a biological uncle to and the same species as Tempest, Mel is an ancient sea drake who is also Trua's father, in addition to being the former leader of his now long lost pod. Said beast is very well composed due to being literally thousands of years old, he is both the oldest, largest, and most wise member of his kind, often being a father-like figure to those around who befriended him.

Having vast experience in combat, he is a prodigy with water-manipulation magic. It is said that wherever Mel is present, a great tropical storm will follow, and that his aquamancy is so advanced, that he can separate the hydrogen from oxygen, and ionize it to create a burning hot plasma, which can be fired in beams. Mel is also highly proficient in the use of cryomancy since ice is just water in a different form. Despite how devastating most of his ranged attacks can be, the big guy prefers getting up close and personal during a brawl. Very heavy explosives are needed to pierce his armored scales.

Due to his massive size, only large prey is sought after, often favoring large species of sharks (including Great Whites), walruses, and rays. One exception to this is sea lion pups, which he finds sweeter in terms of taste. Despite hunting all sorts of marine life, he does not prey on humans or two-legged beings.


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  • Zafira looked out the window at the infants being carefully tended to, and she sighed a sigh of relief. Especially the baby Mici, that one was a bit of troublemaker when he was born nearly scaring them to death when he did not breathe right away. So she was pleased to see him snuggled in his bundle safe. "I am glad they are all safe..hopefully their mothers survived..especially Squirt...he gave us a scare when he was born....but so adorable." she said then took the blanket she was offered and wrapped it around herself. She shivered a bit, she was sure it was shock. 

    When they made lift off and moved away from the surface of the planet she felt safer which made her only feel guilty and tired. But when he asked her the question about how it evolved if it did, she thought about it for a few moments. "What we have seen is that, it moves quickly. Two weeks ago it was nearly on the other side of the planet. I had been reading what information I could get on the virus that was not hype or someone trying to cover up things...and what they found was the victims came in with what looked like second degree burns on them. They were in excruciating pain as if they were really burned. So the first ones to be reported were being treated in the trauma beds for second degree burns. What they found was, the moment they began to be treated was when they became something else. ER after ER began to report the same story. The time between them coming in and them shifting is about four minutes. There are some exclusions to that, if they were elderly it could take up to twenty minutes. They do not infect the children but they do take them if they can...I am hoping it is for good reason but I fear that maybe they feed on them as a delicacy." She shivered again and pulled the blanket around her tighter. 

    "I fear that, this is one of those times that you will have to do the obvious...but try to evacuate the living...if there are any left." she then leaned back against the back of the chair "I....will need assylum...I do not have a home planet...or rather...I cannot go back to it." she said knowing she could not go back to her life as it was.

  • As much as Amare wished to complain, yell and argue with Tempest, the reality was that she had no clue of what in Gaia's name meant to be a Tsundere, she was ancient, and didn't really stick around too close to humans to understand the meaning of certain words.

    But it sounded offensive at the very least, so she had an excuse to get upset again, but she was far too tired to even get to that. She was once again approaching the Drake in a rageful manner, but before she could even open her jaws again, she plopped on the ground, exhalling in a loud manner as she felt her whole body stopping in its tracks, the after effects of using too much magic were getting to her.


    She was unable to do much but breathe heavily and and squirm to try and get up again, but it was futile, she merely looked up towards Tempest, angrily.


    "I- " 


    She was going to threaten him again, as she had this habit, but didn't say a word, choosing to look away. Amare didn't know if the sea dragon would choose to murder her when she was still weak, or make fun of her, but she prepared herself for either of the two, closing her eyes as she felt the sun falling over her bronze colored scales, painting a sad prism around the Wyvern. 


    It was pathetic, a Wyvern almost twice the size of Tempest was right there, completely tired and unable to do anything to defend itself, it was a shame that she had chosen to mock the young Drake and now she was there, in a worse position than the male.

    Whatever it was that was going to happen, she just hoped it'd be quick, any further humilliation seemed worse than death itself to Amare.

  • There she was hanging over his shoulder, ass up and head down while her arms swayed limply. If she had known she would have been mortified to have her assets and her tail on display. But she didn't know because she had skipped lunch and dinner to cover two extra shifts for people who had called in sick. That was her life. Which was in fact, no life at all outside of work or research for work. How many vacation days or sick days did she have? Probably years worth. 

    When he nudged her the first time she heard him but was not yet fully back with the heat and now. It wasn't until she was hauled into the vehicle and laid on someone's lap. Her head fell back curving her body around his serpentine limb. The biosuit she wore was not from this world, it was one from a certain Megalith she had known. It was impervious to weapons and viruses which is why she put it on, plus it covered half of her face working as a rebreather without the hideous bulk. He gave her another shake and she groaned a bit as her senses came back online. First it was her hearing. There was a lot of hushed chatter she could not make out then there was the feeling of....she had to be not quite conscious because did she feel little arms around her body? And one was wrapped around her thigh? Her eyes blinked open and she lifted her head a bit then shot up and hit her horns on the roof of the vehicle. She swore a rather lewd word then rubbed her head that now ached from hitting her horn on the roof. 

    "Owwww.....what...where am I? " she said as she leaned into the male holding her. Then it all came crashing back to her. "Oh my....What about the babies?" she asked squirming a bit to look for a window "Did they save the babies? Please tell me the babies survived?" she said then moved off the male and shoved one of others in their hazmat suit off the chair so she could look out the bullet proof glass. The hospital was in flames. She gasped the hit the window with an open hand "Nooo....no no no...." she cried then put her hand to her mouth and tried not to sob audibly but tears fell anyway. The worst thing for a healer to see is the place she used to heal up in flames. How many lives had been lost because she hid? Why did she not have some kind of magic or superpower besides her healing?

    The male she had shoved was kind to her as he helped her back to sit in a seat beside the commander. Then someon handed her a bottle of water and she took it "Thank you.." she said quietly then opened with shaky hands and drank it like she had not had a drink all day. "I should have seal the hospital as soon as I smelled it...they would have all lived...it's my fault.." she said then bent over and rested her elbows on her knees then rested her head in her hands. 

  • The hospital shook as the weapons went off within the halls above. Zafira looked at the monitors and she saw a buttload of soldiers in hazmat suits and rebreathers. Then one by one the cameras that were showing her what was happening were taken out due to friendly fire.

    “Nooo…dammit..” She groaned

    She was startled as something hit the window above her hard like a brick hitting the window and she scrambled to the other side of the room. In a panic she panted as terror gripped her freezing her to her spot. There were four of them hitting the window with whatever they had in their hands. Pieces of metal from the elevator, the emergency phone receiver, a fire extinguisher and was that an arm?. They were the ones that were in the elevator jumping up and down trying to get through the bottom of the elevator, they had succeeded. The window held but when the extinguisher hit the center, the glass spiderwebbed. They paused then excitedly began to hit harder in the same spot.

    “I’m going to die and I haven’t even had sex yet….” she mumbled then she reached into her pocket ready to use the hypo when a blast obliterated the bodies.

    Flesh and blood sprayed all over the window. Entrails flew everywhere and body parts that were in flames flew past the window. She moved back toward the window just enough to look up at the monitor in the hallway. It was covered in goo so she could only see something snaking down the hallway. 


    “Oh hell no..” She said then pulled out the hypo and was about to inject her neck when the door blasted open.


    The hypo fell to the floor as the blast sent her hair blowing forward over her face and nearly busted her eardrums with the concussion. Both doors slid across the floor tearing the cheap tile until it hit the monitor station and took it out. She was frozen in place as a group moved in and pointed weapons at her. Her hands went up.Then a serpentine being moved in and spoke to her. His voice sounded soft and calming but her body was filled with adrenaline and she was barely breathing. She then stood up much too quickly.

    “I have not been bitten…I ran down here…if I did I would have k…” she then stammered as the sides of the room started to go gray “illed myself..” she breathed then fainted against the serpentine male. Hopefully he would catch her and she would not fall to the ground. 

  • Amare seemed confused by the Drake's words, she wondered if the reptile had a death-wish. It seemed like it so far. 

    The Wyvern used one of her wings to pin Tempest's head on the ground, looking down at him as she snarled.



    "Quit acting brave, worm,  if you are so interested in my teeth, I will make sure you get a damn close look at them. You better stop teasing me, or I will get to taking your head off sooner than I had planned originally, do you understand? "



    She snapped her jaws at him, not trying to actually harm him, but to prove her point. She pushed him away, releasing him from her strong grip. The larger female did not seem to understand she was merely giving the reaction he was expecting from her, but she felt like she was defending her pride.

    The Wyvern didn't have any true hatred towards the Drake, it was out of habit, her own survival meant distrust, a flirty reptile wasn't an exception.



     "If you even dare to get to get that close to me again, I will dig your eyes out, did I make myself clear, worm?! " 



    She sighed angrily, and gave him a look, that sort of looked that warned against any sort of disobedience; she was convinced that she had control over the entire situation, oh how wrong she was, but it was better to let her believe that rather than getting in twice as much danger due to her volatile ways.

  •  Pax Avala

    "We have more coming in!" Yelled a male running toward the double sliding doors.

    Zafira checked her watch on her arm setting a timer as a gurney was wheeled in. Laying on the bed was a male who was covered in blood and was missing an arm. 

    "What do we have?" Zafira asked as she picked up the tablet and read off his injuries but more importantly how he got them. "Put him in isolation." she said then ran back toward the next gurney.

    There were four coming in with all the same injuries and all the same suspicious story. She directed them to put them in isolation then she checked her watch. "Five minutes.." she mumbled before the nurse accosted her. 

    "Why are putting them in isolation...they need medical help now. If we wait they will die...you know your oath." The nurse chastised her then threw up his hands "I'm going in and helping them." he said and made a move to go to the first isolation room. 

    Zafira grabbed his arm firmly nearly digging her taloned fingers into his arm "Wait..." she said as she checked her watch. 

    The male pulling his arm away and moved to the first room about to open it when the patient hit the window. The nurse recoiled back and swore in a language Zafira did not know. But behind the glass the patient had transformed just as she thought he might. The scourge was now in the city. Flesh eating beasts they pet named zombies from the human world. They were mad cannibals feasting on sentient beings and converting new species into their numbers and these were their workers from their hive. 

    Zafira ran to the PA system and called a code red and commanded a lock down of the hospital. But that damn male nurse was freaking out and was holding the door from closing so he could get out, that was when he was yanked out the door and converted while another flesh eater slid a body between the door. She turned and yelled "RUN!" 

    Chaos broke out as flesh eaters poured through the door. Nurses and doctors fought with whatever they had, fire extinguishers, tables, chairs, one was using a defib to shock them away as they ran. Zafira ran as fast as she could reaching the elevator where she slid in and went down a level since it required an ID to go down to the lower level. When the door opened she made a run for the security room and entered it then locked the door behind her. She looked around the room searching for the hidden door. As she searched she ran her hand along the walls looking for the hidden door and then she found it. She pressed on it and it hissed open to a smaller room that contained a few simple weapons but also a biosuit. She quickly stripped off her clothes and slid into the white biosuit. The hexagon fabric activated and covered her from her nose down to her ankles. She grabbed the boots and slid them on. At least if they tried to bite her, they would not get through the fabric but she knew better than to open the security door. 

    She went to the window and peered out and saw nothing so she turned off the lights to the room and slid below the window hiding just in case. "Where is the fucking military when you need them?" she whispered then wrapped her arms around herself and watched the monitors.

    Above in the hospital blood and gore coated the white tiled floors. The cavities of the bodies had been ripped open and the organs had been feasted onBo, but other body parts were strewn around the room as if they had been discarded.  The only thing not touched was the nursery. The tiny beings were gingerly being carried out by the flesh eaters that wore a uniform of sorts. Zafira guessed that infants might be used for converting or maybe their leader wished to...she didn't want to think about it. 

    The roof monitor showed the beacon that was transmitting an all chanel alert asking for assistance from anyone who would respond. Then it showed the group of flesh eaters that now were trying to break it down. A sense of panic washed over Zafira as she watched them climb it. If only her life had been....different she wouldn't be where she was....silently awaiting her death. She slid her hand into her pocket and pulled out the hypodermic she had swiped. What was in there could kill her within minutes. She nodded "I'll use you at the last possible moment..." she said then slid it back into her pocket "No one will convert me." she said then saw the elevator camera and cringed. They were trying to break through the floor of the elevator. 

  • Could Tempest's day get any worse? Yes, yes it could. Almost as soon as he finished his sentence, the Wyvern was already casting her shadow over him, taking a fraction of the time to land nearby within the territory of the island, though it wasn't a very graceful landing at all.



    " By Ares you have a big mouth, worm, be mindful of who you call "cute". "



    The Wyvern let out a pained grunt as she struggled to hold her weight with her wings, she had overdone it this time. One thing about her that was mostly obvious just by fighting her a short time was the large amount of greek deities she swore over; Ares, Gaia, Chaos, Hephaestus. Though it didn't seem to give her that big of an advantage against Tempest.

    They didn't really hear her prayers, at least two of them didn't, though Gaia and Ares did seem to have an affinity with her. 


    The winged reptile shook her body violently for a bit, getting some of the golden dust and ashes she had gotten on herself during the battle and the escape. Sure, she came into the island in a menacing manenr, acting high and mighty, but now she just didn't mind the Drake, almost as if ignoring him on purpose.

    She was upset about being interrupted during their encounter, but seemed satisfied by the screams of pain of the man who had gotten castrated along with the terror of his fellow hunters, no wonder she praised Ares, the Wyvern was truly fueled only by the drive for violence and bloodthirs, at least that is what she showed with her impulsive behaviour.



    " Afraid I'll gut you? Better be, as soon as you recover I will toss you around until each one of your bones is broken. "



    The Wyvern grinned at him, despite being extremely tired, she kept the cocky attitude up, making sure to remind Tempest that she felt 100% superior to him even though she was just about ready to take a very long nap right about then.

  • The water! How could she not think about that escape route? Except she did, several times, but there were a thousand factors against her in this situation. 

    Her body was not exactly the best shape to get through the water quickly, she did not have webbing between her claws, her wings were designed to fly, not to swim, she was a dual elemental of both pyromancy and geomancy, not exactly the most fantastic of mixes for getting in the water. And if  that wasn't enough, she was a dark crimson color, she did not blended in with the water, at all. She was a walking " kick me " sticky note.

    But she had to improvise, she did not wish to get caught after all.  


    With the last bit of mana that hse had, she spat out a dark, thick cloud of ash and smoke, covering the surroundings and blocking the view of the troops chasing after them. Even if they somehow managed to clear the smoke, the ashy remain had a mix of a sticky matter within it, which made it sink into any clear protection that the soilders could use for their vehicles or the visors in their helmets.



     " Eat that, you hyper-evolved primates! "


     The wyvern made a small trap in case the ground troops tried to follow them into the ocean, the trap was essentially just a literal hole she clawed into the dirt, nothing too fancy.

    With enough strength, she managed to open her wings and get high up, leaving behind the hunters without a clue of what happened, gliding over the ocean, right over Tempest, though she was not attacking him at the moment, she looked quite tired, like she could collapse any moment.

    She really had no reason to warn the Drake and covering his tracks, but that was the most kindness she usually showed her to other Draconians, he was lucky enough that Amare had not taken his head off before the military decided to show up.



  • The Wyvern did not react to his words, upon closer inspection, he could see that she was out, breathing heavily out of how tired she was. She had wasted far too much energy and mana in her attacks, and due to the fact that it was not naturally in her phisiology to utilize magic, the amount of effort she made had been massive.

    She'd be far too heavy to get her off Tempest, yet, she'd eventually awake from her sudden fading, looking around in confusion until she felt the struggling of the Drake. 


    " You lost- "


    She didn't say it in a mocking tone, if anything, she seemed dissapointed, like a human child when they are told to say goodbye to their friends at a playground. But her dissapointment was interrupted by the sound of artillery approaching.

    She exhaled loudly, getting up with a slight wobble to her movement, she was still tired, but she wasn't wasting any time.


    " This is a terrible moment for you to stay still, get up, I cannot claim your skull if they get it first. "


    She pushed him with her wing a few times, looking around as she huffed once more, her amber eyes darting side to side as she began to hear the voices of hunters, she was not pleased, far too tired to fight more, and bothered by the burning sensation of the liquid that went into her nostril.


    " First demand, you are going to get up and not die, you already dishonored your kind enough to fall to a group of humans. "


    Although the Wyvern planned to murder Tempest at first, she did have a code of honor,  and she'd not leave even her worst enemies to be taken by humans, there wasn't a higher shame, she'd not leave even the weakest Amphiptere or Lyndworm behind if they were being attacked by humans. 

    Even if in the end she'd end up dueling them and they'd die by her claws, but in the Shield-Maiden's mind, it seemed more honorable to die while in a duel, than to die humilliated by a lesser kind.

  • Amare, although incredibly upset, was not stupid, she was absolutely brainless. 

    Instead of going in for the taunt, the beast thought of a better solution that going towards him directly, she decided that she'd continue her tackle, but to the structure itself, with all of her weight and strength, she went head first against the construction, weakening its structure as she left magma on the surrounding, though she didn't quite manage to get it down in one hit, it would be ready to go with a couple more, that is if the Drake did not fall down with the first movement that she did.

    If somehow he remained atop of the structure, she would extend her wings and begin flying, apparently the taunt was not enough.


    " You think you can provoke me to not use my wings?- This is war you little worm, and if I can show off my wings I will, you impure, punny descendant, you didn't even get the wings of your ancestors and you pretend to defeat me? Even something as pathetic as an Amphiptere has more right to be called a draconian that you are! "


    She went higher, and higher, until she was in front of the Drake, though she was flying, which possibly made it easier for her to avoid physical attacks or slow projectiles.

    If it wasn't enough, this time she went in to slam herself agaisnt the aquatic reptile. If he managed to avoid the attack or not didn't quite matter, as the weight that she applied on her attack collapsed the structure, making it tilt to one of its sides and going down with a loud noise, at this point, any civillians would be gone, and those responsible to take down draconians were approaching, rapidly. 

    It was their chance to take two birds down with one stone. that is if the bird was full of scales and could breathe out elemental powers of utter devastation and was the size of about three school busses. Quite an easy task.


    " Start saying your prayers, I will send you all the way into Gaia's core! "

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