The mist clung to the ground in the barren confines of the fortress, a still and uneasy silence lay as thick as the dense fog. Something was coming. Something immense. A lonely guardsman stood at the entrance, watching the haze. The shadows seemed to shift and turn creating abstract and surreal shapes. But there was something different about the shapes today. Something came out of the shadows, unnoticeable at first but clear enough. The guardsman saw the thing and ran to the kelbi, riding to the nearest outpost.
Over the last month we had killed a Diablos, a Rathian, a Tigrex and a Rathalos. All successfully and without death. We returned to the guild hall after gathering wyvern eggs from the jungle, the Rathian had tried to stop us but Arran had distracted it using his horn. We got back to the guild hall to find Lucy standing at the doorway, she looked worried. "Zak, we need you to go to the fortress, there's a Lao Shan Lung approaching". I was startled by this request, yes we had killed quite a few wyverns but, this was too much. I looked at my team for support, they nodded nervously. "Yes, we'll do it!" Lucy looked even more worried, she nodded and we left to our accommodation.
The next morning everyone met in the town square, people were looking out of windows and watching us leave. We saddled up our blue Kut Ku's and bought our supplies, getting up on the Kut Ku felt strange as I had never flown a wyvern before, but we needed to get to the fortress fast and we kicked off the ground and soared upwards.