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[hr]Ragnagedon could see the lush green world just beyond the pass. It wouldn’t take long now. He’d reach Anu’Varr's castle in a few days flight. Behind him a handful of dragons had already caught up with him. On the horizon black dots were trying desperately to followed the black smoke trail in the sky. Trying to catch up with their god and slave master with blind faith. Then, a portal opened up before Ragnagedon. The fire god, expecting an attack, veered off to the right but was quick to circle around. Dirka, riding her black abomination flew out from the portal. Much to the surprise of the blue dragon. Had his supposed sister truly gone so insane that she’d dare challenge him? She wasn’t challenging him though. In her own wicked way she tried to make him listen.

Which was an even greater mistake. Ragnagedon did not care for words or peace. Her words fell on deaf ears as Ragnagedon swiftly flew towards the black dragon. His own need to kill it was fueling the dragons behind him. The Verzakian Dragons around him were filled with a ravenous hunger. A desperate need to kill and eat the black dragon. They came at it from all sides. With the giant blue dragon close behind them. In the distance, the skirmish in the air would give the many Verzakian dragons time to catch up. Ragnagedon did not appear to even understand Dirka. In fact the only audible answers she got were the roars more akin to a massive beast than a conscious god. The sky would soon be filled with the fiery breathes of the Verzakian Dragons and their god.