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... , the weather was clear.
Sothoryos, somewhere in the barren canyon of the Green Hell.
A dragon, black as charcoal, let out a low roar and flapped its wide wings as it swooped over the canyon, teasingly chasing its prey.
Two thirty-foot green and white striped wyverns roared in panic and scurried away like headless flies. But they were no match for the larger dragon in speed and size.
Stab!
Cannibal's green eyes gleamed with predatory hunger as he opened hi ...
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