AND: Hello! Is there anybody out there?

Interesting Quote: Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power. – Abraham Lincoln

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Attack

The sun arose and began to heat the sands once more. Eva had gathered the Crogs and guided them to the caravan of desert dwellers that would be taking them to the port. The trip was supposed to take a single day, not even four hours.

"Supposed to" being the key phrase there.

The journey started out normal. The sun was high in the air. The Crogs had been placed atop a very big cobra. Cylan was wringing part of her long robe in her hands. Eva rode beside them a top Rana. The desert sands shifted and sun beat down from above, but over all, the group was content. They only had a few more hours until they would be at the port.

Then it began.

A loud mechanical whine filled the air. Eva turned to look up into the sky and her eyes widened. A large ship of some sort had just appeared out of thin air. It was big, black, and looked kind of like a crab. She growled and clutched her cuspis. She knew instinctively that the ship was the enemy.

"Elon Shiftshot," Cylan said with a whimper and pulled back toward Toros. The ship turned and began to fire on the caravan.

"Shit," Eva swore. "Everyone run! Scatter!"

The sand turned to glass under the intense heat of the Elon ship's guns. Eva and Rana leapt about, trying to avoid the deadly blasts.Toros had grabbed his princess around the waist and was trying to get the cobra they were on to go faster. The other desert walkers in the caravan had started to kick up sand to make a screen for them to run away behind. It was partially working.

"Dammit!" Eva yelled and dove off of Rana and onto the sand as a shot got way too close for comfort. Getting up from the sand quickly, she turned and glared at the ship. Anger swelled within her. How dare these Elon come to her planet and cause this much of a fuss? The wind began to swirl around the ship, throwing it off kilter. Eva growled and the winds pulled the ship apart in a fiery mass of molten metal that plummeted to the dunes.

"How?" Cylan whispered and turned her attention to the Elysian queen. Her cloak had fallen off when she jumped. When Spera turned to ask if they were uninjured, Toros growled. Cylan turned to look in his eyes. There was only pure hate.

"You!" he hissed.

AND: Sorry for the lame fight, but I was in a rush. Well, do you people like?