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The sky cried.
Rivers ran across the landscape and mingled with the blood that pooled on the rocky ground. The Blood Dragon Calvary was no more.
Zophina surveyed the scene, her Draeni eyes blinking furiously, Hooves splashing in her stumble, and drops of rain thudding onto her skin so hard that each drop stung.
The bodies of the Dragons and their riders lay at all angles, some had fallen from the skies, others had managed to land in the advance and had taken out some of the ballista’s and troops of the enemy. The angry scorches of a fiery battle lay quite now.
She screamed into the rain, her cry keening high and long, a single note woven through the threads of water falling, and into the bloodied mud she collapsed.
She shivered in her wet clothes, lips mumbling prayers and curses in disbelief. Her friends, her family, now broken pieces of flesh.
“Come now my child” A Rumbling voice said behind her. Zophina turned and saw Galereth, the dragon Monarch staring at her intensely.
“You can’t save them now.”
“It wasn’t supposed to end like this… “ Zophina broke off. Words choking in her throat.
“All is how it is – but we must leave now if there is to be another day. The enemy will return once the rain has ceased, and they have slept off their victory”
“ I’m going to kill them all… “ Zophina screamed hoarsely.
“No, my child. – When the time is right WE will kill them all.