The dragon blasted a river of flame, at the ice wall the brothers made. The wall melted almost instantly. The dragon then jumped at Frost who was closest to him, the monsters claws grabed him, and put him in lock. Bite then blasted an Ice Beam at the dragon's face, causeing it to flinch and drop Frost. The dragon then blasted another ball of flame, but it was derected at Frost. He saw the flame flying at him, and he threw his Ice Sword away, and his pick axe at the flame, but it didn't help, the pick axe, just flew back down, and the flame fell down on Frost..
Frost's armor was all burnt, and his skin was all dusty and black, he felt weak, with his last ownce of strenght he yelled "I HATE FIRE!" and then he passed out...
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The village was still busted up, nobody ever took the time to fix the damaged buildings, there were burnt buildings that look as if they have been like this for many years. The only sign of civilization was a metall shed and an old building that looked like a bunch of peices from old buildings nailed together.
"This place hasn't changed abit." Duilin says. He walks around the old buildings...
"Darion, a Dark Empire Commander, leaded an attack. They killed so many people, and took the rest that seemed worthy of liveing..." Duilin said softy
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"Somebody is here?" A rhaspy voice says
"Nobody has been here for 10 years!" A different deeper voice says
"Well it's about time some more people came, it's been getting pretty boreing..." Says the first voice again