Moga Liberty Chronicles 3:Attack of The Hellions

The Hellion Birds, the very creatures of assasination sent from hell itself. They gave hearty chase to the massive Elder Dragon, in expectance to slay him and ruin our chance. They were large, black, and looked exactly like ravens or crows; they had dark, shadowy horns with a shadowed fog running from them, however. We looked at each other, thinking the same thing; "SERIOUSLY?! NOW, OF ALL TIMES?!" We thought. We called our Skyrinthes, and jumped on the creatures to give chase.



The Hell-Ravens were more resilient than they looked. They swatted our attacks away with sharp claws from above and below; our Skyrinthes were even getting annoyed at this. Tayler pulled out her gun from the sheath, and aimed it at the apparent Alfa. She fired a blast of WyvernFire (Slug) Level 3 at the dark creature. It flailed into thte clouds with a screech. It didn't reappear. Tayler continued to blast as Fyrulosor positioned his black and gold creature (Not a Skyrinthe, strangely; a Terropteryx.) above, and let his hands fall to the sides, and point downwards with his fists. Flames poured from the wings of the large pseudowyvern. The remaining Hellion Ravens fell from the sky.

The Helioroth looked behind him, with a look of curiosity.

"Why dost thou save me fromst the Hellions? Art thou truly the Dragon Warriors?" The massive dragon answered, his head-light gleaming.

"We are indeed. We come to ask of your counsel. We have heard the legend of the Vodelektrina's Heart, and we wish of you to guide us there. To her lair." I said slowly.

"Hmph! And why, do you need my counsel? I know not where She remains. I have heard the Legend Of The Vodelektrina as well. I beleive it fully. But I do not believe I can guide you; for her lair is in the water and I am simply an Avian." The Helioroth said with dismay.