Tzain closed his eyes, as his black wyvern, affectionally called "Spawn" carried him aloft, above the sharp rocks and spires of the blades edge mountains. He armour shifted, as he leant over the side, surveying the land below him. It seemed very quiet down there. So he said "What about it Spawn? Shall we wreak some havoc?"<br/>His wyvern screeched in approval.