Nerva looked over his legion. It had been amassed by his most loyal supporters. He wanted to accomplish what his Grandfather could not, and conquer the Ark. Gaius Marcellus Nerva had a huge army, sure, but not this huge. He saw almost a thousand soldiers, not even including the Trikes, Rexes, Carnos, Spinos, and Stegos. “Men and women of my army! We will conquer The Island, and every Ark! I am Vaius Marcellus Nerva, grandson of Gaius Marcellus Nerva! The Red Legion goes to war today!” They Marched off Far’s Peak, and went towards their first target. Herbivore island. They already had Mosasaurs, Rafts, and Plesiosaurs with platform saddles ready to transport them to herbivore island. This was the day, the day the Red Legion would be known as a name survivors everywhere feared.
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Nerva looked into the water. He saw a Megalodon. They were everywhere around the island. Thankfully, it was afraid of all the creatures and ships and didn’t dare attack. He wondered if this would be the last megalodon he saw. It was entirely possible that he could die when trying to take Herbivore Island from what’s left of the Painted Sharks, like he died in battle right before he arrived on the island. The Painted Sharks were his father’s arch-enemy (besides Li, of course). It would feel good to get revenge. Just then, tentacles came up out of the water. It dragged a mosa down underwater, than a motorboat, then a plesiosaur. This was a tusoteuthis.