*over
a hand-held radio* Wren, where exactly did the meteor crash?*down at Shawshank*
*over
a hand-held radio* Wren, where exactly did the meteor crash?
*over the
radio* You aren't too far off. Try going west.
Quiet
for a second.
No.
I'm
trying to hear something!
Yeah
Rulakir... quiet for a second. I hear it too.
*fighting is heard nearby*
Swords?
...
Let's go. Follow the sound!
*not too far away, behind a building*
Give it
up, girl! You can't possibly realize the power in which I
possess.
*breathes
heavily* Why have you come here?
*spear
pointed at her throat* Where is the dragon princess?!
I don't
know what you're talking about. We don't have dragons in this
world.
LIES!
YOU'RE A LIAR!
No I'm not!
Stop this madness at once!
You humans
are all the same. You think you're high and mighty, but you
tremble at the sight of power.
*stands up*
Who's trembling? *starts to fight again*
*slaps her
back to the ground*
*falls to
the ground* Grrr... *gets back up*
Persistant
brat. I'll teach you some respect towards the dragon tribe!
*points hand at the girl, shooting a large ball of fire at her*
*jumps
in the way, knocking the fireball away* Hold it right there!
Picking
on poor humans. Have you no shame?
Didn't you
ever learn not to pick on girls?
More of
you humans?
*stands up*
Thank you.
Stand
back ma'am.
We're
control agents. We'll handle this.
... Then
you're just what I have been looking for. I'm not backing away.
I'm here to fight.
Fight all
you want humans. In reality you cannot compete with the awsome
power of myself, Masing, Death Dragon of Fire!
Death
Dragon? Where is Chrissy?!
The Dragon
Princess? I've been wondering the same thing.
More
importantly, WHERE IS MY CHILD?!
... So
you're the mother of the child I kidnapped? I had no use for a
fake, so I got rid of her.
... WHAT?!
YOU BASTARD!! *charges him*
*stands
there* Don't tempt me human to release my power.
*leaps into
the air and slashes away at him*
Ow...
oof... what the? Those ears... you're not human!
No
kidding. None of us are.
We're
Orakians.
Orakians?
Then you're part of the tribe that started the war 100 years ago?
We're
the last of the race.
Perhaps
you are, but you won't last much longer. Die now!
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