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Silvery moonlight spilled across the ground, and crickets chirped everywhere.
The fragrance of night filled the air, weaving a soft net that shrouded every scene. Everything the eye touched lay beneath that soft net. Every blade of grass and every tree took on hazy, ethereal colors, concealing its finer details and keeping its secrets, giving everything a dreamlike quality.
A bright moon hung high in the sky, its faint light drifting down like a thin veil.
Yet beneath that hazy night, a battle was underway in the woods.
"The warriors of the Witherbark Tribe would never betray us. You really aren't Klode!" Zulder pointed at the monster and shouted.
"Enough talk. All of you can die!" He had returned to his true form, revealing himself as an Infinite Dragonflight dragon.
The dragon wasted no more time. With a flick of his tail, he swept it toward the two Troll guards charging at him.
The two armored Troll guards were no ordinary fighters. They planted their feet, pushed off hard, and leaped.
Crack! A tremendous whipping sound rang out.
The thick tail struck the ground.
With a crash, tree roots snapped, and the dragon's tail gouged a deep pit in the earth.
"The old man's guards are harder to deal with than I thought." Disappointed that his strike had missed, the dragon watched the airborne Troll guards swing their weapons. He spread his enormous wings and swiftly