Chapter One – Calling the Dragons

“Load the cannons” – Boomed the Colonel. Ca-chung! Ca-chung!
“Load. Aim. Fire”"

The noise of all sorts of weapons firing at the Himalayas filled the valley beneath them. It was a dark and musty dawn, with a few rays of sunlight peeping out of the eastern side of the mountain range.

And then, suddenly, the ground shook as a low but ear-piercing roar lingered in the air for several minutes, then siezed. A few seconds later, other roars and growls echoed throughout the valley. The Golden Dragon was calling for help and other dragons were coming to his aid!

“Take cover” – Shouted Colonel Cronk from under some snowy curved hills. A jet of blue and orange flame burst out of a dragon’s mouth and burned a few dozen soldiers.

“Maybe that’ll teach you to pick on someone your own size and power – wait, how am I forgetting – intelligence!” – He growled.

“Wait! You… you can talk?” – One of the soldiers spoke, stunned after the dragon doing the same thing, bringing a commotion amongst his peers. They were startled with their own stupidity when they realized they were not the only speakers in the face of the Earth.

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Preface

There was once a dragon who lived in the south of the Himalayas. He was as beautiful as the diamonds covering his cave. His intelligence was amongst the highest of the Council of Dragons, a group of mixed dragons from throughout the world. These ‘warriors’ were praised around all planets, solar systems, galaxies, you name it – there will always be a dragon who recognizes them. They were mostly peaceful, although some were preparing for a war they call The War of The Dragons.

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