Strong winds blow at the large fields of wheat as a woman watches the wyvern riders as they pass by. "The riders are increasing their patrols lately. how frightening" she commented. Then a strong wind blew off her straw hat revealing her long blonde hair and ruby red eyes as well as her knife like ears.

  Deep within a fairly dense forest is a concrete two three story tower with two line infantrymen wearing a one piece breast plate with a spontoon as a weapon. inside the house are a series of tubes running across the home. All of which are leading towards to the top floor of the tower with an elf sitting reading a report and communicating with many others.

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  One of such men pinches the bridge of his nose before he took a sip from his bitter drink before noticing something. Reports of mechanical machines resembling animals had started to appear near the borders up north to east of the great ocean.

  Then the alarm started to ring. It was a series of chimes with the lights going red. This caused the entire floor to quickly but professionally moved as they place orders for their wyvern riders to sortie as soon as possible. However ever they soon heard something they didn't imagine hearing.

  "A metallic dragon just passed right thru us!"