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Dangerous dragon eyes burn the stars and scorch the skies as the warrior lets her silver blades fly, Bronze skin battle maiden, ******* in chainmail, spear and shield on her back as she tracks the beasts who attacked random villages. Like a Valkyrie she walked past me with death on her breath. All power and confidence, she passes on to face this monster in the darkness. She moved like a ballet dancer rushing in and striking him in the place where his scale skin was thin. then rolled back before the dragon’s attack. Fire and fury bare skin scorching forcing her to retreat but only for a solitary second. Claws cutting, tail swinging, scales scraping, scratches stinging. The ground running with the blood of both combatants. One arm a ragged mess of jagged flesh. One dragon eye destroyed while sulphur and smoke choked the breath from her parched throat. Long neck charging as she parried in a twirling fashion letting the dragon’s head pass. It moved quick but she was faster and matched that ******** primal fury. Short silver sharp dagger nested itself slightly above the neck as the force of the animals violent movement cut itself making a long sick **** as it lunged past fast and finally fell in defeat.
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 10:39 AM UTC
Battle Maiden
Dangerous dragon eyes burn the stars and scorch the skies as the warrior lets her silver blades fly, Bronze skin battle maiden, ******* in chainmail, spear and shield on her back as she tracks the beasts who attacked random villages. Like a Valkyrie she walked past me with death on her breath. All power and confidence, she passes on to face this monster in the darkness. She moved like a ballet dancer rushing in and striking him in the place where his scale skin was thin. then rolled back before the dragon’s attack. Fire and fury bare skin scorching forcing her to retreat but only for a solitary second. Claws cutting, tail swinging, scales scraping, scratches stinging. The ground running with the blood of both combatants. One arm a ragged mess of jagged flesh. One dragon eye destroyed while sulphur and smoke choked the breath from her parched throat. Long neck charging as she parried in a twirling fashion letting the dragon’s head pass. It moved quick but she was faster and matched that ******** primal fury. Short silver sharp dagger nested itself slightly above the neck as the force of the animals violent movement cut itself making a long sick **** as it lunged past fast and finally fell in defeat.
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 10:39 AM UTC
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