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                Carnage is what they had planned, and carnage was what they had delivered.                 Skoggr and Relic had made their way back into Atlantis proper, barreling through Euoplos and Oviraptors alike. Had there been less people in the streets or even more Atlanteans in general, they would’ve been rushing right into more danger. But the city was a mess. Islanders still trying to flee to get topside again while the knights of the Court ran...

Randolph awoke in the middle of the night to find Rebecca gone. Normally, that wouldn’t have alarmed him. Him and his clutchmates were closer than their cousin Saika’s feathers, but they all needed their space from time to time, though Roxanne was more prone to it than the elder two. But Rebecca hadn’t wandered off for a rambling walk in the woods lining their territory, she’d gone out, alone, into the depths of the Atlantian jungle. And Rebecca...

“Before we start I just want to say this is a judgement free workspace. So long as the Queen has seen you as an Ally of Atlantis, I will try to avoid the question of why a carnivore of all things is helping us spread our influence. “ Paradise spoke, eyeballing the white and grey Albertosaurus and barely keeping the questioning and suspicion out of his voice. The brightly colored yellow and green Oviraptor shifted a bit nervously in place, dancing on his feet...