Olduiin unleashed a fiery chain upon the town square, instantly incinerating countless men, women and children. Arrows began to fly, but they bounced pitifully off his angry, red scaled. He powerfully pushed the air around him, and soared at the bell tower. With great care, he perched atop the ancient building, and filled the city with his ominous laughter. It rang through every ear for miles, shattering the hearts of brave men as he started to speak.<br/>'Tremble, mortals,' his voice boomed through the architecture, 'and despair. Death itself has come to extinguish the flame that is your life'<br/><br/>He laughed once more, more amused then anything, and leapt off the tower, spiralling downwards towards the ground, then quickly pulling out of his dive, crushing a stall with his spiked tail. The screams made him relish the destruction, made him wsh it could last forever. He wanted their jewels. He wanted their gold. He wanted the crown.<br/>---------------<br/>Sylvia was undeterred. Her city was dying and this gigantic red lizard was going to pay. She climbed the stairs as the guards descended, the rattling of armour clanging off the stone walls. Her sword was still in her hand, encrusted with jewels in the hilt. She needed to loose the weapon atop the castle. Thankfully, Olduiin didn't know about yet.<br/>She reached the top, and saw the great dragon flying towards her home. She gritted her teeth, ran towards the large metal contruct on her roof, and plunged her sword into the rope. With one swift movement, the metal flung towards Olduiin, spinning too fast to see.<br/>---------------<br/>It smashed into Olduiin, and he fell onto the ground, squashing several horses and the stable. This was not good for his dignity.<br/>'Little blight actually hurt me,' he spat, before sending a jet of fire down the street, incinerating several guards taking formation.