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 Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 10:05 pm
The sky seemed dark a dark red, filled with the smell of blood as well as crisp decaying flesh. Smoke continued to rise from the Wyvern Barracks in the Wind Empire. Was their an accident at the Barracks? Was it an attack from the Fire Empire? Or was it something more? A Rebellion perhaps? The answer to this question, was all of the above.
The screams of man could be heard echoing through the Barracks. Though one sound seemed to drown the screams out. A deep and mighty roar shook the stone walls of the Wind Empire. The sound was enough to bring even the strongest of men crumbling down onto their knees. And coming from Bacenuru, the mighty Wyvern of the Sky Clan, the Wind Empire would only be beginning to understand what the meaning of hatred was.
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Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 6:43 pm
 An earsplitting roar boomed, shaking the walls of the damned Wind Empire. "You fools thought you could tame us? Make us merely tools of war? Treat us anyway you wish? We have souls, just like you!" Boomed a deep voice. The voice came from a large red Wyvern, Bacenuru, the leader of the Wyvern Rebellion. He opened his mouth up wide, releasing a furious jet of fire towards the humans as they tried to subdue him. His roaring along with their screams filled the Wind Empire, all other sounds being null from the tremendous amount of sound. One brave warrior had attempted to lash at Bacenuru's tail, though Bacenuru was no fool. The Wyvern lashed his great tail towards the man, it's spikes drilling into his body before flinging him several dozens of feet away.
"We are not creatures who do only your bidding, we are living entities, just like you! You shall treat us no different!" Bacenuru roared. Another brave man leaped onto Bacenuru's back, his sword driving into Bacenuru's flesh. He let out a roar of pain. He swung his right wing up at the man, knocking him off of his back before swinging his mighty tail at him, again knocking the man several feet away. Bacenuru roared into the dark sky, jets of fire being unleashed into the bloody heavens above. Bacenuru's body came back down, his wings sinking into the ground. His large talons on his feet dug into the floor as his sides began to swell up from a large consumption of air. Bacenuru opened his mouth slightly, flames pouring from around his teeth. At last he released a large, powerful fireball into a building, obliterating it in mere seconds with it's powerful blast.
Bacenuru waited, for he was bound to the earth by the humans and their chains. He was unable to move at the moment, but soon, he would break free, after giving the humans what they deserve most. Death.
Word Count: 642 + 327=969
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