Alric, dressed in Redish-black battle armor, stood on the bridge, his armored wings and tail twitching in anticipation. In his right hand, planted on the metallic floor, was his three pronged spear. He was aboard the Capital Ship, the Wurmdeshuer. It was a Battleship of the Dragon Empire, it was one of thirty Drago ships enroute to help the humans with their construct problem, construct being their name for Animalian. It was time for someone to put the beasts back into their place, into servitude, the humans, not their creations should be in control. Beside him was a Half Dragon wearing cloth clothing, but was purple in color, indicating he was the captain. Infront of them, Half Dragons pressed buttons made of light, in mid air, sitting on air. Infront of them, was the magical view screen. They were near Jupiter, and in two minutes, would be at Earth. The capital ship opened a magical portal, that literally folded space and time, and the lesser ships flew in first, before the Battleship did. They weren't met with open arms.
Ships greeted them, Animalian ships. Crystaline ports on the sides of the thin hulls of the battleship began to glow, charging up for a blast. There was atleast eighty enemy ships near Luna, the moon. All five frontal crystal ports on the elegantly shaped ship, where resembled somewhat of an abstract dragon, opened fire, a bolt of lightning shot out of each mssive crystal, slamming into the Animalian frigate, destroying it's power source, and sending it plummeting into Earth's atmosphere to burn up.
Seventy Nine more ships to go, against thirty...The Drago Empire just hoped that their superior shields held...
Rushing for the docking bay, Alric ran through the doors, and ran up the ramp into a shuttle, it began to power up, and he got on the magical crystal turret. He charged it up, it was made to shoot beams of disitegration. Great against small fighters, useless against larger ships, so they had a fixed lightning sphere cannon. They lifted off, around him Knights, mostly, and a few paladins, were honored to have the Arch Paladin himself onboard.
The Drago Fighters were mostly winning the day against the inferior Animalian ones, but the Animalians had one thing the Drago Empire didn't....Numbers. The magical propulsion sped them on, faster and faster for the Lunar base, they blasted a hole into the airlock, while Alric covered them, keeping the fighters off.
They flew into the airlock, stopping instantly, they landed, and exited the craft in their magical suits of armor, that let them breathe anywhere. They entered the base, spears in hand, Alric, charged in, the awkward Animalians having trouble in the low gravity, as Alric plunged his spear into the gut of a rodent like one, pulling it out, a beam of purple shout from the tip of the staff, killing the other.
It was crucial that they had a forward base near earth to support the Humans, and this was the best one, outside, magically turrets sprang up around the base on the Moon, defending it from Animalian attack, finally the well skilled Drago force, drove off the Animalians, but five ships had taken heavy damage, and would need time to repair, The Animalians had only lost five ships, but they surely had much more than their presence at Luna, much more.
Soon, Alric was on his way to the surface of Earth Landing outside of a town with five other paladins, they began to walk into the town, to a war torn Tavern, walking through the hole, the humans aimed their weapons at them, forcing the Half Dragons to level their spears at them aswell, but these creatures did not look like Any Animalian, but something totally different, their eyes glowed, or well their eye pieces in their helmets did. Alric's glowed a bright purple, indicating a Twilight Mage. "Put down your primitive weapons, I am Alric, Arch Paladin of the Drago Empire."
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