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Dracul was growing furious. The ice was too tough. Dracul had enough. He opened his mouth and breathed powerful red fire at the ice door, resembling a flamethrower. After 2 minutes the ice door was melted. The only thing that stood before him was the door. He easily kicked the door off the wall. He walked into the tomb and saw the bones of The Ancient Ice Dragon named Blizzard. Dracul approached the bones and started generating a white aura around his hands. As he touched the bones, the area and tomb started shaking. The tombs started connecting back together like legos. Flesh and skin went over the bones. Blizzard was often known as The Majestic One. His skin was white as snow and thick as a diamond. Blizzard was a bit smaller than Dracul. His eyes were bright and blue. Blizzard opened his eyes and saw an old friend in front of his face.
Dracul?" What are you doing here in my tomb?" Dracul had a serious expression on his face. " I came here and resurrected you so you can take back what is rightfully yours, The North." Dracul was right. Blizzard ruled over the North before he was murdered. " What has happened to it?" Dracul turned around and sighed. Your territory is being used as an outpost for war being supervised by The Industrial Elven Empire. Blizzard got off the ground and spread out his white wings and yawned. I also resurrected you to take back the dimension. We have been out of the shadows for too long." People have forgotten our names and our existence." Blizzard was growing angry. Suddenly he flies out of the ground, shooting himself out of the crater-like a rocket. Dracul did the same.
That was what Dracul like about Blizzard. He would fight to reclaim his throne as the leader of The North one last time. He was heading for where the Industrial Elven Empire set up their outpost. They weren't paying attention. Blizzard came from the skies and started causing mass destruction. He opens his mouth and froze half of the army with ease. He crashed on the ground and whipped his tail, destroying trucks, food supplies, weapons and armor, and war plans. Alexander wanted to see what the commotion and noise were all about. He returned to the North as the general. Alexander took out his spin barrel, taking a couple of deep breaths before running out to fight. When he walked outside, he saw that everyone except him was frozen solid. Their fate was already sealed. " What the f.u.c.k is going on?" yelled Alexander. He suddenly saw a dragon devouring the food supplies made for the soldiers. He knew he had to report back to Hendrix and tell him the return of the ancient dragons. He started running as fast as he could.
Blizzard heard the loud footsteps. He turned around and saw Alexander running out of the base. He started slowly creeping towards Alexander. " Why do you think you're going?"
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Dracul was growing furious. The ice was too tough. Dracul had enough. He opened his mouth and breathed powerful red fire at the ice door, resembling a flamethrower. After 2 minutes the ice door was melted. The only thing that stood before him was the door. He easily kicked the door off the wall. He walked into the tomb and saw the bones of The Ancient Ice Dragon named Blizzard. Dracul approached the bones and started generating a white aura around his hands. As he touched the bones, the area and tomb started shaking. The tombs started connecting back together like legos. Flesh and skin went over the bones. Blizzard was often known as The Majestic One. His skin was white as snow and thick as a diamond. Blizzard was a bit smaller than Dracul. His eyes were bright and blue. Blizzard opened his eyes and saw an old friend in front of his face.
Dracul?" What are you doing here in my tomb?" Dracul had a serious expression on his face. " I came here and resurrected you so you can take back what is rightfully yours, The North." Dracul was right. Blizzard ruled over the North before he was murdered. " What has happened to it?" Dracul turned around and sighed. Your territory is being used as an outpost for war being supervised by The Industrial Elven Empire. Blizzard got off the ground and spread out his white wings and yawned. I also resurrected you to take back the dimension. We have been out of the shadows for too long." People have forgotten our names and our existence." Blizzard was growing angry. Suddenly he flies out of the ground, shooting himself out of the crater-like a rocket. Dracul did the same.
That was what Dracul like about Blizzard. He would fight to reclaim his throne as the leader of The North one last time. He was heading for where the Industrial Elven Empire set up their outpost. They weren't paying attention. Blizzard came from the skies and started causing mass destruction. He opens his mouth and froze half of the army with ease. He crashed on the ground and whipped his tail, destroying trucks, food supplies, weapons and armor, and war plans. Alexander wanted to see what the commotion and noise were all about. He returned to the North as the general. Alexander took out his spin barrel, taking a couple of deep breaths before running out to fight. When he walked outside, he saw that everyone except him was frozen solid. Their fate was already sealed. " What the f.u.c.k is going on?" yelled Alexander. He suddenly saw a dragon devouring the food supplies made for the soldiers. He knew he had to report back to Hendrix and tell him the return of the ancient dragons. He started running as fast as he could.
Blizzard heard the loud footsteps. He turned around and saw Alexander running out of the base. He started slowly creeping towards Alexander. " Why do you think you're going?"
Dracul was growing furious. The ice was too tough. Dracul had enough. He opened his mouth and breathed powerful red fire at the ice door, resembling a flamethrower. After 2 minutes the ice door was melted. The only thing that stood before him was the door. He easily kicked the door off the wall. He walked into the tomb and saw the bones of The Ancient Ice Dragon named Blizzard. Dracul approached the bones and started generating a white aura around his hands. As he touched the bones, the area and tomb started shaking. The tombs started connecting back together like legos. Flesh and skin went over the bones. Blizzard was often known as The Majestic One. His skin was white as snow and thick as a diamond. Blizzard was a bit smaller than Dracul. His eyes were bright and blue. Blizzard opened his eyes and saw an old friend in front of his face. Dracul?" What are you doing here in my tomb?" Dracul had a serious expression on his face. " I came here and resurrected you so you can take back what is rightfully yours, The North." Dracul was right. Blizzard ruled over the North before he was murdered. " What has happened to it?" Dracul turned around and sighed. Your territory is being used as an outpost for war being supervised by The Industrial Elven Empire. Blizzard got off the ground and spread out his white wings and yawned. I also resurrected you to take back the dimension. We have been out of the shadows for too long." People have forgotten our names and our existence." Blizzard was growing angry. Suddenly he flies out of the ground, shooting himself out of the crater-like a rocket. Dracul did the same. That was what Dracul like about Blizzard. He would fight to reclaim his throne as the leader of The North one last time. He was heading for where the Industrial Elven Empire set up their outpost. They weren't paying attention. Blizzard came from the skies and started causing mass destruction. He opens his mouth and froze half of the army with ease. He crashed on the ground and whipped his tail, destroying trucks, food supplies, weapons and armor, and war plans. Alexander wanted to see what the commotion and noise were all about. He returned to the North as the general. Alexander took out his spin barrel, taking a couple of deep breaths before running out to fight. When he walked outside, he saw that everyone except him was frozen solid. Their fate was already sealed. " What the f.u.c.k is going on?" yelled Alexander. He suddenly saw a dragon devouring the food supplies made for the soldiers. He knew he had to report back to Hendrix and tell him the return of the ancient dragons. He started running as fast as he could. Blizzard heard the loud footsteps. He turned around and saw Alexander running out of the base. He started slowly creeping towards Alexander. " Why do you think you're going?"
