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ILL Dragonite
- ‘Fury of the frosted dragon was once told as a myth; but now behold the unfold of my grip
- I’m one who’s intended to run through the weapons, protecting the peasants and nobles that live
- These militant, primitive soldiers in mist; will suffer the limitless cold that I whim
- I flicker my wings to be seen like a solar eclipse; releasing a breeze that leaves em’; frozen and stiff
- Sweeping through the air in a moment of whit; I swing my tail to have these statues broken to bits
- Yet my ears pick up frantic motion in wind; an iniquitous whisper devoted to sin!
- Archer reinforcements come like rummaging thieves; shooting their arrows from under my feet
- Summoned in summits with numbers in hundreds they try to puncture my lungs for defeat!
- With my tongue in my cheek and stomach in depths; I inhale a breath; ejecting a colliding blow
- Retracting all arrows as fast as a sparrow to targeted archer’s hearts as sharp icicles!
- Twenty are left rendered as dead; the rest look into my eyes and realize the might that I harness
- Frightened with fear they run trying to clear; so I launch them an ice ball the size of a comet!
- Their bodies are crushed into particle dust; I scour the ground for more scoundrels in action
- When suddenly from the sinuous seas: I spot silhouettes all shrouded as massive
- It’s an abundance of ships with thousands of cannons; all fully equipped and mounted for blasting
- People are screaming and the king starts to flee as powerful shots pound through a mansion!
- Simultaneously all ships begin firing rapidly; destroying houses and palaces with lightning tenacity
- I have to think fast in times of a tragedy; to save the peasants, nobles, and life of our majesty!
- Fueled with a heart of pure fire and rage; I hover up high enough to overlook the entire terrain
- Relentless In posture I eject the biggest breath ever conjured; shielding the city with an icy blockade!
- The cannon balls falter against my defense; the sailors have an expression of one’s meeting the omen
- Just in case this elitist fleet means to retreat; I release a breeze which freezes the ocean!
- Their death is imminent; I fly where the ships are in stall; the air becomes glistened and riddled with fog
- Gulls’ drop to be settled on this dawn of the devil as I lock on the vessels with an ice missile barrage!
- Hits rip through facades’ till their ships are in shards; on the sea’s frosty surface scatter blown apart limbs
- Surviving startled men try to call for amends; so I swallow them to launch em’ out as frozen carcasses!
- The final vile man is slain with my embers; I return to the sire’s land; embracing its members
- Civilians cheer from the grace that I render; as the king elegantly appears; raising his scepter
- Today is to be remembered not as menacing treason; but a day we’re we up kept our brethren in legion
- I fly up to bestow' the slaughter on the frozen waters; from atop of the ice wall; defending the kingdom
- Behold the ‘fury of the frosted dragon; one whose sworn to protect the righteous in hardship
- Channeling light to bring brightness to darkness; forever hailed as a true; Titan of Tarsis
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