The fire raged in the distance, the stench of wood and oil fire was brought in by the wind.
A human general was staring at the fire through his binoculars, mere moments earlier he had witnessed the wyvern crash into the fiery ground. Kicking up a cloud of ash and fire.
The man let out an audible groan as he watched the figure stand up, the figures movement was painful, but aggressive.
Any human soldier nearby met a painful end by the wyverns flame.

The world burned bright red for him. The last flying bastard he slammed into the ground managed to get his eye, the pain shot through his body. The smoke and ash burned in his
lungs.
His pure anger made nearby humans and the crashed gryphon evaporate.
He was told humans were weak, they were useless, they were prey.
Where are the others now, he saw them die by the humans they said were weak.

In the distance he saw fire raging towards him in an arch, they crashed into the ground with loud explosions, liquid fire and smoke filling the air, his roar echoed fear into the hearts of men. Pain roared through his body.

Blinded and raged. The explosions shake the ground, clouds of ash and dirt fill the sky.
The hill he stood on, hill of the last stand, flight muscles sore. He attempts to defend himself from something flying towards him. The explosion deafens and blinds him, the ground gives up underneath him, crashing into the roaring river.
The water punches the air out of his lungs, cold water burns in his eyes and wounds. The sounds get deafened, explosions are quiet, the fire does not roar on the outside anymore. The cold dulls his pain.


The general grinned in glee, the trebuchet with explosive firebombs hit at or near their target. The horizon was on fire, burning oil covering a large area, forest, field and three villages destroyed. A sacrifice he was willing to make, he thought for himself, this should earn him some medals, and a lot of money. He laughed for himself, the three terrorizing dragons were dead. He was sure of it.


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Some background of Old snake. his old name was Fire Storm, before he and two of his friends attacked humans, who fought back.
They convinced him that humans were worthless and weak and useless