You faced the origin of the sound, seeing the leaves falling and vines snapping, meaning this thing was right here. It said, "Who dares enter my lair?!" With that, you heard the sounds of shrubbery being trampled, and the loud cracking of vines being snapped. Steadily, the noise got louder and louder, eventually becoming barely audible. Weirdly, you heard another faint voice as your scoutflies started to pick up a sent. The area you were in was a overgrown forest dome, with some cave entrances around a fallen tree, or roots. With mere minutes of recovery, you manage to get up and check your surroundings. You realized that you still had your charm, and sighed as best you could in relief. A few seconds after the shock of the impact, you groan in pain as you sit up, holding your chest. Soon, you tumble and land onto the ground with a plop. You hit a branch and get the wind knocked out of you, wheezing as smacked into and cracked more branches. You yelled as you tried to think quickly, but to no avail. You tried to grab her as she was falling, but just then, the slinger disconnected. The handler had lost hold of you, and started falling down to the forest floor. It started to fly through the trees, knocking into branches as the two of you started to yell in fear. The moment was ruined though, as the wyvern couldn't take the weight anymore, and started to descend. So many discoveries to make, creatures to learn about, fight with, anything, and everything. The Handler giggle in amazement as she looked at their destination, off which you had to join in too, amazed yourself. There was a huge tree, taller then Zorah Magdaros, thick shrubbery and small valleys, and distant biomes that could barely be made out with the naked eye. Feminine, but, unclear.Īfter the wyvern had flew you around a bit, you started to get a better view of what the New World had to offer. Looking at the Handler, who was still clung to you, you knew it was not her. You heard the words, "stop it," yelled into the passing wind. You heard a weird voice, very faint, and more sounded like an echo. This caused the giant to growl and roar, starting to make it's way to shore. Even though these creatures were monsters, wyverns, dragons, etc, they still were astoundingly humanoid, which has been one of the biggest mysteries of the ages.Īs Zorah Magdaros revealed herself, she was automatically volleyed by cannon fire and ballista. You yourself, honestly was, really taking in the view. The Handler blurted out this comment, as the two of you took in the view of this magnificent, and terrifyingly huge elder dragon. "T-That, that's an elder dragon! Zorah Magdaros!" To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image. Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines.
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