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wings that made it possible for them to flit about as butterflies. Their heads were oversized compared to their tiny bodies and they frolicked as puppies scampering around the woods. Algor Palgon came upon the pair as they peeked out from behind a small appley tree. “Oh Myloe and Moplie, what trouble are you getting into today?” Both of them watched with mischief in their eyes. The wizards gaze fixed on the crystal clutched in Myloe’s claws. “Aha I see exactly what you are trying to hide, our crystals are not playthings. Kindly return that jewel to where you found it.” The weebies looked sad as they went back behind the tree. Moplie’s fat tail stuck out a bit and the gnomlie wizard could not help but smile. “Boys I’m not mad but you know better, so please do what I say.” They flew directly at Algor and nearly knocked the little wizard off his feet. “Yes, I like you too.” The pair then took off in a flash with the sparkling gem. “Oh those two,” he scratched his beard and shook his head. “Mischief is their middle name.” No one could stay angry with the adorable Myloe and Moplie for long. Yesterday they were rolling a chocolate cookie they had found in his cookie jar. “Never a dull day in the Seia Woods.” He said aloud.

Three - The Path to Dragmar

    Marquor made her way back to her forest; she was ready for a fight. Just the thought of those grimy orcs made her blood boil. Being in White-Echo was really crossing the line and she would not allow it. She had forbidden them to trespass and if found there it would mean death. She gnashed her razor sharp teeth in anticipation of the coming battle. “Well if they do not listen they will pay “she hissed.
    As Marquor flew above, she circled slowly and watched as the orcs scrambled for cover. She wanted Piggmordon but couldn’t spot him. An arrow whizzed by her head followed by a long-spear. It glanced off her jeweled neck plates with a ringing metallic sound. The dragon dodged more arrows quickly and effortlessly. Her eyes narrowed as she banked into a tight, downward spiral dive. One of the orcs didn’t notice the beast racing toward him. As he prepared another arrow for launch, a large talon pierced him violently through the chest. She threw the orc into the nearest tree trunk, but he was dead before he hit.
    Marquor came around and landed in the middle of a small clearing within the forest. She was in a rage by now and snarling loudly. Orcs rushed towards her from all sides trying to overwhelm her. Marquor’s large tail swiftly pounded three of the charging creatures into the ground with a sick sounding thud. An arrow then hit her in the shoulder. She pulled it out with her teeth and spat it onto the ground. The dragon wheeled around and grabbed two orcs, shaking them like rag dolls. The furious beast slammed them into one another headfirst watching as they fell into a lifeless heap. Other orcs ran after witnessing the carnage but she pursued and trampled them too.
    Only one orc remained alive. It was trying to hide from her, cowering behind a fallen tree trunk. Slowly Marquor moved toward the shaking creature. Locking eyes with him she made a very chilling sound, like a laughing hiss. Her large fangs were only inches from his face. Raising her claw, she pressed one talon to his head. The orc was petrified with fear. “You I will let go,” she said in a cold whisper. “Go and tell your general what happened here.” She left a painful, jagged mark on his cheek with a quick swipe of her claw. This terrified the orc and made him fall backwards. Almost tripping, He scrambled to regain his balance and ran frantically into the woods. Marquor smirked and laughed at his clumsy retreat. “Orcs are such fun to play with, they amuse me so!” Beating her wings, she soared gracefully into the sky.
    Thomas opened his eyes and shook Zach who was still half-asleep. “Wake up, I hear noise outside, possibly the dragon has returned for us.”
    “Alright