From the depths of the huge volcano, a deafening primal roar thundered outward. What followed was the appearance of the rest of the demonic reptilian monster as it crawled out of the abyss, bellowing to the heavens like a true God of the skies.
"We're doomed! There's no one left to save us!!"
Fear etched itself into the hearts of everyone in Magnashore as they watched large balls of fire and molten material shoot out of the volcano. The dragon perched itself in the very center of the destruction, its slitted, sinuous eyes gazing down on the ant-like humans scrambling below.
Suddenly—
FWIP!
The dragon sensed danger. But by the time it locked onto the cause, a small figure had already sat himself down on its head.
"So what are we looking at?" Necro asked. His right arm was raised above his head, his clenched fist freezing all of the raining balls of volcanic fire in place.
"HUmaaN!?" The dragon's archaic voice came out distorted and confused. It hadn't even felt the human move!
