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Eris once again dreams of roaming the skies of Chima, and by the looks of it, it seems like she has gotten used to her wings being on fire and just accepts that they're there.
"Hey, Laval! Cragger! Check me out! Woo!" she calls out, doing a flip as she flies towards the two. Cragger and Laval stop their trucks once in the forest and they simply sit back as their vehicles get some type of a fiery upgrade.
To make things even more confusing, a giant flame lights itself ablaze atop Mount Cavora with the mouths of every animal marked inside the mountain suddenly having an orange color shining from inside.
Then, suddenly, a flaming golden Serpentine sorceress slithers towards her. "Revenge!" she cries, whipping out a staff with a glowing scroll attached to it, pointing it at Eris, and shooting a fireball at her.
Visions begin to cloud her mind: burning cobber vipers attacking, a frozen figure with glowing eyes clad in worn plate armor, a frozen fortress rising from the ground, and an icy flying beast attacking and freezing everyone, including the rest of her friends.
"No. No, no!" she cries out as she wakes up screaming and almost falls off the balcony again. She manages to hold on before she can fall and sees Ewald and Eglor trying to rebuild the glass. "Sorry... Bad dream, again..." she apologizes, looking ashamed of her actions.
Elsewhere, the sound of cracking echoes through the cavernous halls, as a glowing-eyed figure reawakening from his captivity in a giant amount of ice. Still inside of it though, he kicks his way out but lies on the floor extremely weakened due to the fact he was trapped in ice for who knows how long, but he sets his eyes on the CHI that can restore his strength if plugged.
"Power. Must. Get, close." the figure mumbles, as he tries to stand up but nearly falls, propping himself on his spear for support. He walks slowly, struggling with every step, towards the waiting CHI orb, its glowing form urging him onwards.
Managing to close the distance, he falls on one knee mere inches away from his prize. He grabs the orb on shaking hands, instinctually bringing it towards his chest, it plugs into his armor. The CHI empowers him enough to stand up and let out a giant roar, looking back at the giant mountain of ice.
"Now I just need some of that for the rest of you," he says, looking back towards the ice wall, where numerous others still lay trapped in the ice.
Back on the surface, in the wilds of Chima, Aspheera and her warriors were on the move. With their plans done the night before, they marched towards the swamplands to start their conquest.
Atop her mechanical contraption, she surveys her army as they laid waste to anything in their way. "Impressive, are they not?" Pythor says, in his usual arrogant tone, as he creeps next to her. "All thanks to my superior training! They might be few, but they will be enough to claim the Crocodile Swaps for ourselves, and eventually all Chima!" he said confidently, proud to see the fruits of his labor hard at work.
"They are fine soldiers, but only time will tell if they're good enough!" Aspheera told him, strangely serious. "You're different today? What's going on?" he asks apprehensively, feeling the old sorceress was hiding something.
"These meager tribes are nothing compared to what we will have to face. My staff isn't merely laying in wait in a dust-filled tomb, it is guarded by true warriors of a bygone age!" she reveals to him, her eyes narrowing in anger as she did so.
"Warriors greater than you have tried to vanquish them, all have failed. We shall see if we fare any better!" she says with anticipation, her eyes never straying from the floating mountain in the distance.
Back in the depths of the Outlands caverns, the once-frozen figure Sir Fangar looks back at his still-frozen legions.
"I awake, from a thousand years of a dreamless sleep, only to find, I am more powerful than ever!" the enigmatic sabretooth cries out, slamming his spear on the ground, shattering the wall of ice.
He immediately proceeds to collect all the orbs and frees his comrades trapped in the ice, not only other sabretooth cats but other animals such as mammoths and vultures.
"Rise, my hunters. Our dreamless sleep is over," he commanded, with the trumpeting of mammoths announcing their return. While Fangar walks amongst his troops, they look on at their bodies confused, the years on the ice have taken their toll on them. Their bodies were cold and decayed, with exposed body parts replaced by ice.
Unbothered by his troop's new appearance, Sir Fangar rallied his men. "We shall now finish what we started so long ago," he announces, his hunters cheering with glee at the prospect of invading once again.
"This land shall be ours!" Sir Fangar declares, slamming his spear once more, the writing on the scroll glowing as the power of the frost spreads throughout the room.
Meanwhile, back in the outskirts of Chima, Aspheera felt a strong pulse of energy rushing through the area. Stopping her troops in their tracks, she steps down from her ride, crouching low with a hand to the ground.
"Did you feel that?" she asked aloud, still inspecting the surrounding area. "Feel what?" Pythor asked from atop his machine, looking at her and wondering if she had finally lost it.
"That pulse!" she yelled back, "Something has awoken! We have no time to waste!" she said, rushing back to her ride. "We must speed things up, our presence might not be as hidden as we hoped!" she warned with a serious tone, commanding her legions to move forward.
Riding next to her, Pythor felt the need to ask, "What's going on here?" determined to get to the bottom of what was up with her. "I felt a great power, one I haven't felt in a very long time, my own!" she told him, a look in her eyes revealing the unspoken truth, someone had found her staff!
Back in the caves, the hunters inspected their new bodies, as they began to glow with forbidden power. "Woohoo! Our bones got glow!" one of the vultures, by the name of VoomVoom, said excitedly. "Our bones got glow..." his buddy Vornon said in a low pessimistic tone.
Meanwhile, the mammoth matriarch Maula places an orb of CHI into her son Mungus' belt to try to awaken him, but it doesn't seem to work for some reason as he doesn't wake. "Huh?" she wonders, as she places another orb of chi into the belt and still it doesn't work.
"Mottrot! Help me with your sweet little brother Mungus. He needs more power. Give him your orb!" she ordered his other son, as he passed by her. "But if I do that, I'll fall back into a dreamless sleep!" Mottrot said, rightfully concerned, as he clutched the orb on his chest.
"Don't make your mama mad, Mottrot! We all know your brother needs that orb more than you!" Maula scolded him, clearly showing who her favourite child was. "We do?" Mottrot said dejected, pained at his mother's dismissal of him.
"He needs more power! Give him your orb!" Maula ordered, grabbing the CHI right out of Mottrot's chest, making him fall asleep. She gives that chi to Mungus, who feeling the surge of CHI wakes up and sends a giant roar so powerful the earth shakes and the icicles on the ceiling drop.
"MAMA! Mungus miss you!" the massive behemoth said with a childish chuckle, as he skipped over to his mom for a hug. "Mama missed you too Mungus. Now grab your lazy brother there, and let's hurt someone!" Maula greeted her boy eagerly, ready to get going.
"Yeah! Mungus bring the hurting!" the childish brute said gleefully, standing and dragging Mottrot by the trunk. "Happy, happy!" he says in a sing-song tone, skipping along and making the ground shake with every step.
The hunters begin to climb the wall up to the cave, with the ice following them while it freezes the surface wherever they go. Fangar took notice of this, and sensing the whispers from the scroll, put two and two together.
"The ice. It roars with us. All that time we've felt its chilling embrace has made us its master!" Fangar declared, his eyes glowing a deep chilling blue, as he seized control of ice and urged his men onwards.
While atop the wall, the scorpions gather as they get rid of the last of their Chi. With their king leading them, they prepare to seal the entrance off.
"Seal the opening! That wicked CHI shall inflict us again!" Scorn declares, with as much animosity towards the orbs as he can muster. The scorpions get some rocks and go to throw them down to the bottom until the hunter's new freezing ability freezes a rock and Scrug notices it.
"Mm, wonder what that tastes like," he says, before licking the frozen rock and getting his tongue frozen as well. "Uh oh. I need help!" he cries out in a panic before the rest of his words turn to gibberish.
"Scrug, how many times have I told you?! No licking strange rocks in dark caverns!" Scutter chastised his bumbling underling before he and Scolder tried to pull him free. Until the ice freezes them too, shocking Scorm to silence as the hunters make their arrival.
Scorm screams and runs away in fear, as Fangar's hand reaches for the cavern grounds and uses his abilities to run a stream of ice towards him. He narrowly manages to get away from it, before all the hunters get on their feet and start to infect the cave with the ice.
"I don't know why you're here, but this is my cave!" Scorm declares, as the scorpion king shoots at the hunters but the ice acts as a barricade that immediately freezes the blasts. Shocked at this, he screams before the ice comes and freezes him and his war machine.
The hunters carry on through the cave, causing the rest of the scorpions to flee. Relentless in their pursuit, the hunters continue marching through the caves, freezing everything as they go.
In the ground, a very special helmet is frozen over, as a new shadow prepares to eclipse the light.
The hunters continue their march deeper down the caves, while all the remaining troops of the Crawlers try to blast them though their firepower keeps on freezing.
Fangar roars at the enemy, as the rest of the Crawlers are dealt with, with the hunters not even doing anything other than freezing their blasts and letting their icicle infection do all the work.
While Strainor the sabertooth tries to keep his companion, the savage Sykor on a literal leash, Fangar's second in command Stealthor comes to him with information. "We've checked every exit sir, but they're all blocked. There's absolutely no way out of this cave," he reports to his master, reluctant to be the bearer of bad news.
Fangar thinks on this for some time, before a thought crosses his mind. "No way out, but there is a way up," he tells him, as he proceeds to lead them deeper inside the cavern. Once they reach their destination, Mungus pushes over a war machine and shows a little latch surrounded by ancient sabertooth designs.
"The ancient seal of the Hunters. This is where our great temple was swallowed by the gorge." Fangar says as he grabs onto the latch, "This is where we fell, and this is where we shall rise again!" he announces, lifting the latch, as the hunter's ancient war machines appear from underneath the ground.
The hunters cheer, placing their hands together on a piece of ice, a spiral pathway appears and allows them to march to Chima. The surface of the Fangs becomes frozen, and snow begins to rise from the dark pits below, as the hunters roam through the lands once more.
Back on the Eagle Spires, Eris goes outside to make sure everything is okay and sighs in relief when seeing that Mount Cavora didn't turn out like her dream.
"W-What's that?" she asks suddenly, as something in the distance catches her attention. The hunter's ice has reached Chima, far faster than expected as it rushes its way down the hills of the gorge.
"And is it... Moving?" Eris finally stutters out, completely dumbstruck at what she is witnessing. This was something new, unheard of in her life, and oddly reminiscent of her last dream.
Meanwhile, back in their kingdom, his and her royal majesties King Crominus and Queen Crunket finally go outside to look at their surroundings. From afar, their children watched on, one with glee and the other with intrigue.
"So, brother, our parents are back on the throne, and you're no longer king. How does it feel to be just a plain old powerless prince again?" Crooler condescendingly asked her brother.
"You know, it feels pretty good," Cragger told her honestly, generally glad to weight responsibility off his shoulders.
"Ugh! You can't be serious, brother? You once ruled us all and now, you're only king of the haz-bits!" Crooler told him, confused as to why he didn't take more offense at it. She had longed for the throne for so long that it was hard for her to think about just letting it go!
"Ha! I'm just glad Dad has taken over again. It's such a hassle running this tribe, I'd rather just play!" Cragger told her, an air of innocence about him.
Crooler almost growls but sighs instead, it made sense for him to be this way. He had never wanted the throne, it was a burden trusted upon him by their parents, and in a way, she too had given it away freely.
Her time on it had been short, and in the end only as a puppet, but she had given it without conflict. She supposed she too had learned the lesson; the weight of the crown wasn't an easy thing to bare.
Looking on at the peaceful ambiance of her homeland, the splashing of her subjects simply enjoying their home. The distant figure of Crunch splashing on the waters, playing with the young once in ignorant bliss. Perhaps it was time for her to enjoy her youth too.
All the while, the Snake warriors had finally arrived outside the swamps. Like the ambush predators they were, they sneaked through the lands, silently, watching their prey from afar.
In their secluded base camp, they prepared to launch the first of many raids to come. Silently gathering his soldiers, Pythor prepares to strike, keeping an eye on his surroundings while his troops ready their weapons.
"This will be too easy!" he says confidently, spotting the still-walking royal in the distance. "That, on the other hand, might be more difficult!" he added, switching his attention to the massive form of Crunch close by.
"A formidable brute, but still no match for our forces!" Aspheera comments, having taken the binoculars from his grasp. "Their venom should render the oaf unconscious, leaving their poor excuse for rulers helpless to our assault!" she said, assured of herself, her vigor returning to its usual state.
"Prepare the troops, we attack at my signal!" she ordered, eagerly rushing towards her ride, arcane incantations being whispered as she ready for a grand entrance.
Meanwhile, further down the swamps, another force was making their presence known. The hunter's ice had started to infect the swamp, freezing the water so the hunters could easily get to the fort.
Unaware of the nearing danger, the guards Crawley and Crug prepared for a fun day in the swamps. "What a great day for a swim!" Crawley said happily, glad to have some time to themselves.
"Come on! I'll race ya!" Crug challenged, racing Crawley to the edge of the crocodile head and jumping down to the water, but they did not expect what was coming for them when they landed.
"Huh?" Crawly mused perplexed, as he looks down at the water and sees it frozen, screaming because they'll crash rather than dive, and that they do. "I win! Haha!" Crug boasts either way, seemingly uncaring of their predicament. "
This wasn't the case with Crawley, "No you don't! It's a swimming race, and there's no water!" he argues, stomping on the ice. "Just this cold, hard, white stuff... Who would do this to our swamp?" he wonders aloud, unsure of what was happening.
Their questions would be answered shortly, as they see the hunters right before them marching to attack and scream immediately at the sight. "GUARDS!" they cried out, but to Crawley's surprise, all the crocs posted outside were already iced, leaving Crug to flee.
"Uh oh!" Crawley cries out as he gets iced while Crug keeps running. Eventually, "OUCH!" he cries too, getting caught before he can reach the crocodile ship. The two are frozen in their tracks as the hunter's chill spreads through their kingdom.
Back with Aspheera and her forces, the sorceress prepares to cast a spell, gathering as much power as she can muster atop the Invader's hull. Without the aid of her staff, it takes more effort than she cares to admit, but soon the world would bear witness to her might.
"Is it getting cold out here?" Blunck asks out of the blue, as he observes his queen's work, shivering slightly as he does so. "Now that you mention it, yeah!" Ruggmunk agrees, also starting to shiver.
The two ultimately pay it no mind, assuming it's the result of their Queen's spell, but this wasn't the case. From atop her makeshift stage, Aspheera felt the change, felt the cold, felt the magic!
A power familiar was near, stopping the ancient sorceress in her tracks! Changing her focus, she uttered her spell, blowing a powerful gasp of wind in front of her. Trees fell, and water parted, as the space around them cleared.
There she saw it, the familiar sight of elemental might, as a coat of white encompassed the land. "What's going on?!" Pythor asked baffled, not having seen such weather in these lands before. Looking around, he spotted a frost-covered branch, picked it up for inspection. "Elemental power? How?" he asked aloud, wondering if their old foes had found them!
Aspheera got down for a closer look, noting distinctive glowing blue veins in the ice. "Corrupted Ice?" she pondered aloud, before realizing what was going on. "They're here! Our enemies are here!" she called out outraged, rallying her forces to attack.
While back in the crocodile throne room, the two heirs to the crown hang out for what seems to be the first time in years. Bantering in the way only siblings could, only to become distracted by the sudden shift in temperature.
"Brr... Chilly..." Crooler shrieks in coldness, her breath visible in the air. As the two shivered, they both heard something in the distance. "What is that?" she asks, as the hunters make their way inside the fort with their freeze quickly going towards them.
"Crooler! Get away from there!" Cragger cries out, carrying her away from the ice. But not fast enough, as Sir Fangar himself stood in their way. "It is futile to fight the freeze!" the undead Sabertooth declared, slamming his spear in intimidation.
"Tell it to the spear, frost face!" Cragger cries out as he throws his spear, but the ice forms a shield and catches it. "Hah? Guess that stopped them?!" Cragger says surprised, before the shield starts to break and it eventually shatters into bits.
"AH!" he screams out as the hunters start to shoot, retreating at once. "THIS WAY!" he says, taking Crooler to a hiding place where the hunters either miss or the blasts hit the blockage.
Luckily for the prince and princess, they run for it and slide underneath and between Mungus' legs to the outside, Cragger pushing down the lever to lower the crocodile mouth to keep the hunters trapped, at least for a good number of minutes for them to escape.
"That should hold them until we find our parents!" Cragger said between breaths once they made it outside. "Uh... Cragger..." Crooler says, getting his attention while pointing at the distance.
Turning towards the spot, Cragger gasps at the realization that they're too late, Crominus and Crunket already trapped in the ice. "MOM?! DAD?!" he says in disbelief, tears threatening to fall. "Guess you're in charge again, brother." Crooler commented, lacking her usual sass, saddened at losing their parents right as they were mending their relationship.
"NO! I can't! I won't!" Cragger yelled out in denial, as the sound of Mungus trying to lift the crocodile's mouth was heard behind him. "We need to warn the others, come on!" he says, dragging Crooler to the ship before it's too late.
While Mungus tries to open an exit, Cragger tries to get the ship moving but it isn't going anywhere. "Why aren't we moving?" he asks in frustration, desperately trying to ge the ship to start. "We're stuck, in this cold, white stuff," Crooler tells him, referring to the ice holding them down.
Suddenly, with a mighty trumpet, Mungus gets the mouth open enough for them to get out. "Charge my hunters!" Fangar ordered, as his soldier charged forward, Mungus taking the lead. "Mungus does the hurting!" he excitedly announces, as he prepares to crush the royal siblings beneath his feet.
"NOOOO!" they cried in terror, closing their eyes and holding on close, preparing for the worse. But it never came, after some time waiting, they opened their eyes only to be met by surprise. Standing before them, holding the massive mammoth back was none other than Crunch!
"CRUNCH DOES THE HURTING!" he cries out, delivering a solid right hook to his face, sending him flying back. "Go, now! I hold them off!" he says, turning over to Cragger and Crooler with concern.
"RAAWWW!" he roars out loudly, rushing in to meet the hunters head-on! Crashing his fist on the ground, he sends many of them flying to the frozen waters below. Taken back by this, they open fire on him, only for Crunch to hold on long enough to attack.
"Impressive!" Sir Fangar says with admiration, staring on from the back, "But a simple brute is no match for the freeze!" he declares, charging a powerful blast from his spear. Striking him square in the chest, the ice begins spreading at once, completely covering him in seconds.
"Crunch! Nooo!" Crooler cries out, as Cragger drags her away. "We don't have much time, get in the helicrocter!" he said, as they both went to fly away, but even though the rotor's spinning it wasn't moving.
"Now what's holding us down?" Cragger said in frustration, wondering what else could go wrong today. Crooler looks under, only to gasp when she sees a frozen Crug holding on to the edge of the vessel. "Crug?" she cries out in shock and surprise.
While back at the front gates, the power of the frost continues flowing through Fangar's body. Noticing the crocs in the distance, he smirks before slamming his spear on the floor. A wave of power flowed across the ground to Crunch's prison.
The ice around him suddenly crashes, the blue veins spreading more, till with a powerful blast, the block shatters. Crunch's massive figure stood among the ice shards, his skin an icy pale blue, ice crystals erupting from his shoulders, as his eyes glowed an eery blue.
With a silent, ghostly wail, the corrupt croc charges toward the ship, eager to bring them down. Looking on in absolute terror, Cragger and Crooler rush to the control panel. "Come on! We'll take Crug with us!" he says in a rush, taking off into the air as fast as they can, escaping the area while getting blasted at.
At the same time, further down the swamp, the serpentine viciously fights back against the ice hunters. Striking fast and hard, shooting away at the incoming hordes, taking down as many as they could.
"Take them down! All of them!" Pythor commands his troops, as the two invasion forces meeting in a clash of fury. The snakes were careful to avoid getting hit by the enemy fire, seeing just what they could do to the surrounding area.
The vermillion proved their worth, effortlessly taking down all opponents who dared cross him. The other Snake Warriors weren't so lucky, as some lay frozen in blocks of ice. Quickly taken away by their fellow warriors, slowly the snakes began losing ground, as their numbers were overwhelmed.
"How can this be!" Aspheera cries out before, in the distance, her answer reveals itself. Bearing witness to Fangar's rising his enemies into frozen servitude, her eyes focusing on the object in his hands. The simple hunting spear was meaningless to her, but the scroll wrapped around it was instantly recognizable to her.
And that wasn't all, looking back at the undead figure wielding it, her eyes widened in recognition. She knew this warrior, and she definitely knew the power flowing from the scroll in his hands.
"That...that... thieving ingrate, that backstabbing cheater, that duplicitous trickster...that...that...TREACHEROUS DECEIVER!" she cries out in a rage-filled voice.
She snatched Pythor's staff and stuck the nearest hunter square in the chest with one smooth move, draining the Chi right out of him. With the staff recharged, she channeled the energy into a single, powerful, blast, aimed at Sir Fangar.
But the blast never fired, as Pythor and Machia were quick to restrain her. "No! What are you doing?! Released me at once!" she franticly cried, struggling to get loose from their grip. "We need to retreat right now!" Pythor retorted, hastening his efforts to drive her back. "Mam, our forces can't keep this on! If we don't retreat immediately, we'll be overrun!" Mahia tried to reason with the manic queen.
But their words fell on deaf ears, as Aspheera continued to try and break free. "No! No, I must get him!" she cried out in a frenzy, as she was forcefully pulled back. "No, let me go! He must pay! HE MUST PAY!" she cried out, practically kicking and screaming as her forces finally managed to take her to safety.
"Nooooo!" she cried as her troops placed her on her ride and drove away, leaving Fangar and the swamps behind!
Meanwhile, at the Lion temple throne room, Eris desperately tries to warn the others about the incoming doom heading towards them. She tries telling Laval about what she saw, flapping frantically in the air beside him.
"You have to listen to me! There's some strange, cold whiteness spreading across Chima!" Eris tried explaining to him again, growing more exasperated by the minute. "Eris, are you sure this isn't just another one of your weird dreams?" Laval responded with skepticism, especially with Eris's recent dream oddities. "Trust me, something BAD is coming!" Eris cried back annoyed, tired of her friend's lack of faith in her warnings.
Fortunately, her concerns would be proven right, as Cragger flies the helicrocter into the temple. "Something BAD is here! If we don't stop 'em, we're all gonna look like that!" Cragger blurts out rapidly, pointing to Crug for emphasis.
"What in the name of Cavora?!" Lagravis called out in shock, finally adding to the conversation. "What happened to him?!" Laval asked with worry, looking over at the frozen form of Crug, whose eyes moved with fear within the ice.
"I don't know! New tribes, new powers!" Cragger blurts out, the fear and worry heavy in his tone. Laval rushed to his side, helping him calm down while Eris looked towards the swamps with concern, fearing the worst.
Lagravis goes to speak with the elders, the older lions whispering amongst themselves as they discuss the newest threat to their home. After deliberating for some time, Lagravis walked away from the elders and addressed the others.
"The elders know of this substance, it is called "ice", but it has not been seen in Chima in large quantities, for centuries," Lagravis explained as the elders walked over to inspect the block.
"So where did it come from?" Laval asked the question in everyone's mind, but an answer would never come. For none knew where the phenomenon had come from, nor who these new tribes could be.
No one there at least, for in another part of Chima someone with the answer awaited, Aspheera and her army had gotten away unseen. The Snake Queen fumed at her second-in-command's decision to retrieve them, her need for revenge had been halted because of them.
"You imbecile!" she yelled out enraged, "I had him in my sights! I could have finished him off!" she told him, her temper only worsening by the moment. For most, that would have been a sign to back away, but Pythor wasn't having any of it!
"You would have been frozen in a block of ice if not for me!" he yelled back at her, matching her ferocity blow for blow. "Might I remind you which of us has experience fighting against elemental forces and winning!" he told her harshly.
"If we had stayed, we would have been beaten and all our efforts would be for nothing!" he informed her, emphasizing that last part for all to hear. "We were caught off guard by this new development, we will improve," he said to her and the gathering soldiers around them.
"We shall send a scout to survey the area and find out who exactly where they, are and what they want!" he told her, clearly and carefully. "Then, and only then, shall we strike back against them!" he finished, to the agreement of the troops, and further sulking from the sorceress.
"You don't know what I do! These weren't just any warriors, they were the Hunters!" she revealed to him, with a harshness reserved only for her most hated of foes. "An ancient order of warriors from this land's past!" she explained, turning back towards Pythor.
"They are ruthless, dangerous, deadly, and treacherous; especially their cursed leader!" she cried out passionately, her words laced with venom. "And now they have command of forbidden powers, amongst them my own!" she told him furiously, making him flinch slightly.
"I won't rest until I've reclaimed what is mine! We will rest for now, but we will take the fight to them again" she declares sternly, "We shall continue with our plan, but we attacked the lions at once! The power hidden in Cavora must be ours!" she declared, her eyes staring at the mountain up above, a fire erupting in her soul.
She retreated towards her quarters, a large tent put up by her servants once they had arrived. Allowing herself to be alone with her thoughts, she contemplated her next move. She knew her options were limited, but she could not allow Fangar's betrayal to go unanswered.
Hearing a disturbance at the entrance, she turned back to see one of her Vermillion, Shen she believed, waiting to come in. "What do you want?" she asked, not bothering to look at him. "Only to say that I agree with you, retreat is a coward's way! The Commander should have fought to the bitter end!" he told her, wishing to gain favor with her.
"Worry not, my faithful soldier! You will have your chance to prove yourself!" she replied, knowing his game. "WE WILL HAVE OUR REVENGE!" she declared, laughing towards the heavens as she did so.
"We will have our revenge!" she repeated, dark thoughts already rushing through her mind. Sir Fangar wouldn't know what hit him, she promised that much!
Author's Notes:
Winter is coming!
The Ice Hunters finally arrive, and our two forces finally cross paths, sort off. What's the history between Fangar and Aspheera, what is Shen plotting, and what will it all mean for Chima? This and more shall be revealed soon!
For now, leave your theories in the comments and enjoy the wait. The next chapter is already on the works, and even though it features much of season 3, they will be differences in it. Get ready to explore the distant past of the Wyldness, and its connection to the realm of Ninjago!