Storm Earth and Fire
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"The humans of this world are weak.", the annihilan said, "They have never known war. They possess no weapons. They rely on another race altogether to fight. The time to strike is now, when they are still reeling from our destruction of two of their landmasses."
"Perhaps, Mongrethod.", the nathrezim replied, "However, the survivors have crowded onto this continent. These creatures the humans use in combat, these Pokemon, are fierce beings. In fact, I believe some might be repurposed for our grand design. In any case, I have already begun the infiltration of this land, and I am on the verge of spreading a similar plague as we wrought upon Lordaeron. Give us time, and the humans shall be totally helpless."
"Rarggh, I hope you do not dissapoint us, then, Aramachus.", the large demon, Mongrethod, replied, "Otherwise, we will all pay dearly."
The link was then abruptly severed. Aramachus turned and looked around the room he stood in. A mirror hang on one wall. Of course, Aramachus didn't look like a nathrezim, a dread lord, at the moment. He appeared as a human. Not just any human, though, the strongest on this island they called Dewford. He lead a 'gym', some sort of spot for competitive fighting. And they called him Brawly.
"Hahaha... We are the next big wave, aren't we?", Aramachus said.
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"Have you got a reason to keep me locked up in here yet, human?", Kathris asked of the jailer.
"I've been told not to say a thing.", the guardsman replied, "However, you're not of this world, right? Well, we're being invaded by beings or something from another world. Can't trust outsiders."
"You would compare me to those hideous demons?", Kathris shot back, rather disgusted, "You know nothing of the Legion. My native world has been invaded three times before, and I've fought the demons twice. I know what you're up against. I can certainly help."
"I can't set you free unless my superior says so.", the guard flatly replied, "That's the end of that."
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"The humans of this world are weak.", the annihilan said, "They have never known war. They possess no weapons. They rely on another race altogether to fight. The time to strike is now, when they are still reeling from our destruction of two of their landmasses."
"Perhaps, Mongrethod.", the nathrezim replied, "However, the survivors have crowded onto this continent. These creatures the humans use in combat, these Pokemon, are fierce beings. In fact, I believe some might be repurposed for our grand design. In any case, I have already begun the infiltration of this land, and I am on the verge of spreading a similar plague as we wrought upon Lordaeron. Give us time, and the humans shall be totally helpless."
"Rarggh, I hope you do not dissapoint us, then, Aramachus.", the large demon, Mongrethod, replied, "Otherwise, we will all pay dearly."
The link was then abruptly severed. Aramachus turned and looked around the room he stood in. A mirror hang on one wall. Of course, Aramachus didn't look like a nathrezim, a dread lord, at the moment. He appeared as a human. Not just any human, though, the strongest on this island they called Dewford. He lead a 'gym', some sort of spot for competitive fighting. And they called him Brawly.
"Hahaha... We are the next big wave, aren't we?", Aramachus said.
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"Have you got a reason to keep me locked up in here yet, human?", Kathris asked of the jailer.
"I've been told not to say a thing.", the guardsman replied, "However, you're not of this world, right? Well, we're being invaded by beings or something from another world. Can't trust outsiders."
"You would compare me to those hideous demons?", Kathris shot back, rather disgusted, "You know nothing of the Legion. My native world has been invaded three times before, and I've fought the demons twice. I know what you're up against. I can certainly help."
"I can't set you free unless my superior says so.", the guard flatly replied, "That's the end of that."