The Dragon Lords

The Dragon Lords

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20 years ago a unknown person with ancient blood took over London with the power of his dueling skills. After his take over he recruited 5 others to each rule a part of the city and then the world. They were only known by their last names: Drake, Dearil, Jade, Paradox, Galaxy and the person in charge, Blood. Ever since then people have tried to fight back with very little luck. My father was one of those people. His name was Matthan Hunter, but everyone just called him Hunter. Sadly he died fighting one of the Dragon Lords. Now the resistance's number's have dwindled even more. My name is Beau Hunter and I am one of the remaining fighters and a loner. And all I have to say to those Dragon Lords is that I'm coming for you. Also most of the custom cards are made by minheragon on deviantart so go check out other cards made by him
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