Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to the much underrated game Dragon Rage.
AN: This is set during the fifth mission, the destruction of the Desmon-tai Tyzenium factory. And no, I don't know if I have the spelling right.
"Turn out the guard! Turn out the guard! We're under attack!" Sergeant Styx yelled and Archer Deson Graw pulled himself out of bed.
"Not another drill!" he groaned. "Who would be crazy enough to attack this place?"
"Maybe that missing dragon, the one who's supposed to have escaped and is leading the new resistance," his bunkmate Sym Sween suggested and Deson laughed.
"If he did that, why would he be back here? Has he got some kind of death wish or something?" he asked sarcastically. "Personally I don't think he even exists."
"Really?"
"Yeah, he's just a rumour if you ask me," Deson replied with a smirk as he grabbed his bow. "C'mon, we'd better get out there before the Sergeant bawls us out for being slow."
Without further ado, the two orcs charged out of their barracks. Looking around, they saw nothing.
"See, I told you it was a drill!" Deson bragged and a shadow fell over them and they all looked up.
"Oh sh-" the rest of his sentence was never finished as Cael's open mouth spewed fire down on the squad and wiped them out in an instant.