War Dragons

Foreign-4

This land was some sort of in between like Vladimir and Armethius's sides combined. The skies weren't as bright or as dark. The environment had things that small box things that housed even smaller creatures. These creatures walked on two legs, so they must be called two-legs. The two-legs were horrified when Armethius, Vladimir, and Armethius's guard entered their land. They threw petty spears and shot weak arrows, which stuck to him like a splinter. The two-legs only aimed for Vladimir, annoying him. He asked Armethius why they only targeted him. "This is the 'Overworld' as the humans call it. This is their home and our two worlds live in peace. Your side has a bad reputation with the humans, since Grypp would send his servants to come and get supplies and sometimes just raiding for fun. This wouldn't happen often, Grypp tended to keep to himself regarding the human world. You don't exactly look like you'd be living on my side, so they automatically target you."
"Is there a ruler?"
"Why of course, the ruler of the entire Overworld is still another dragon. He has the perfect equal balance of hostility and friendliness. His name is Prometheus."
"And his appearance?"
"He is a dark green on top and a white underbelly. He has yellow glowing eyes and sort of resembles a tree with its roots. His roots twist in a way that makes them connect together."
"Thank you, I will be on my way."
Vladimir flew back home, thinking about the two other dragons sides. They were so different from his in many ways. Thankfully, he did remember the way home. He flew back to his den to find something inside of his den. They were moving, small and mysterious. He was to far away to make out what they were, but they were definitely alive. He flew at almost top speed, only to be pelted with pebbles, distracting him, only leaving him to let out a roar.