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334: Relic

                With the Oviraptors now out of the bag, along with the rest of the Atlantean species, Ghast no longer needed to hide. In fact, since the night of the feast, the Oviraptor had grown more bold in going out and wandering around the islands with either Hunter or her boys. She had taken to scouting the surrounding territories where she and the Pale One resided, wanting to keep an eye out for anything of Atlantean doing.                 One such ...

                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...

                In some ways, Blight thought of himself as lucky compared to his brother. He had only known his birthmother for a few days whereas Relic had known his mother for a solid month before he had gotten lost.                 There were nights when Blight would hear Relic crying. His breath would go from normal to ragged and shuddering as he attempted to hide his pain. The leaves that made up his nest would gently rattle together as he shivered, w...

                As the rain started to pour down there was a streak of yellow and black zipping from tree to tree in the highland ‘jungle’ of Isle Pera. The small creature breathing hard as he ran, his eyes wide as he darted around in search of warmth and a dry place to rest. His legs were on fire from how long he’d been running. He had long since stopped yelling for help, knowing no one was around to help him or his mother who had stopped moving some time ago after falli...

“But what do you have for us? You walk in here blindly in a pack and expect to just be allowed wherever you want to go? I’m not sure where you came from, but your sharp teeth mean nothing here.”                 Relic glanced over at Blight as Guerilla, the gray and black Iguanodon before them, said with a wicked smirk. The three other Iguanodons around him laughed at the sheer thought. The audacity of the two Acros and the single Carno!       ...