The sun was setting, as dusk came. He looked toward the sun as it disappeared into the horizon. The evening was here, and he needed to get food. He smelled the scent of a sarco, a featherlight and a survivor. They were close, he knew it! Ge had been hunted by the same human for so long, he barely felt free anymore. The sound of footsteps closing in got louder, as the outlines of a sarco emerged from the shade of the forest. He growled at his followers, as blood colored flames started emerging from his back.

“LEAVE!” He hissed angrily at the sarco, which took a step back, only for the survivor riding it to shout for it to move forward. He flapped his wings, giving of a warning hiss, while slamming his tail into the ground.

“Not one step closer… or you’ll regret it!” He growled. The sarco stepped forward, and that very same second, he roared and spat blood venom at the sarco. It was quickly burned to pieces of small meat and bones, as the final string of blood venom, filled with the sarco’s life force, traveled into his mouth, as he closed his jaws. The survivor looked in horror at the remains of his sarco. He grabbed a a strange object, and pulled a half moon shaped thingy, causing a fast object to be fired out of the thing. It hit him, causing enormous pain. He screamed, as blood started dripping down from the side of his neck. He spat blood venom at the survivor, causing him to scream in agony. He just watched, as the flames emerging from his back started dissipating, just like the flesh and blood of the survivor while he’s screams got more quiet, until they weren’t heard anymore. He sighed, looking at the featherlight.

“Your free, go… I said… GO!”

The featherlight jumped back, then flew away in a hurry. He tried looking at the wound that “thing” had caused. But he couldn’t see it.

“I’ll let Jerra take a look at it.” He said, as he flew towards the eldridge zone.

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