Scoriae
Part Two The leader, Scoriae, was left with little alternative, but to go back; lest he wait until his men no longer would be able to resist the climatic change and die in place. Siren agreed with Scoriae, not quite knowing herself what the cause was, yet she could see the affects. Thus, the leader of the pack took his Manticores and said farewell to the two other groups of animal-warriors: homebound they were, and with the capability of using fire. And it was not but a few days when they noticed the primitive vitality come back to their bodies. For Siren, her mind rested on getting the others back to their homeland, lest they end up with some kind of debilitating effects form the environment. Save for the fact, she did not notice any of her two armies with any such affects, the Manticores had. In a way, thought Siren: this planet was witnessing a sophisticated form of civilization being born, yet still in its infancy. Prince Nahtok
Chapter Sixteen Siren, a Moirommalite by origin, and who spent time on earth and Mercury was a solid figure of a woman; and had a heart as strong as two eagles. It was her 3rd week after the Manticores had left, that Prince Nahtok, son of the King Htok, showed up with a small army of men at their campsite. The prince wanted to know what happened to his father. He was filled with Homeric gusto, similar to what Achilles could have displayed. His one thousand man army was no match for the 100,000- strong army of vipers and rodents that followed Siren, yet, they had swords and spears and arrows. Her army had saber-teeth, and jaws of steel, and talons, like nails. "Your father abused me, and was going to bury me alive, and so I did to him what he wished to do to me." She said with a solid face, eyes looking straight into his, reading, or trying to read his thoughts, her mother in the back of her brain doing likewise. The youthful prince was shocked, couldn't swallow. Stood stone still for the longest time, deliberating. "And so"you, you, you took the step of savagery, my father was displaying. We are all barbarians are we not? Where is he now?" "Does it really matte?" she questioned. "Yes," he responded, jumping off his horse that looked more like a kangaroo, with hoofed feet, two powerful wide feet, its spine allowed a saddle. He hit Siren on the side of her shoulder with his heavy sword"breaking her shoulder bone; the second blow fractured her skull before she fell to he ground, at which time she kicked his, kicked his ribs, and broke three of them. The soldiers were surrounded by the mass of vipers and rats, as Siren lay wounded on the ground. The cliff dwellers had never been defeated before, but this was soon to be tested by their opponents surrounding them. A viper that was stretching its body up toward the Prince's leg, started the war, thus, the bloody battle started with this viper, as he snapped off the prince's leg with one bite. Then Scoriae and Blaze looked at one another, and they roared with the loudest roar the planet had ever heard, and it scared the soldiers as they almost froze in place, and the battle began. Wild leaping from the vipers, with their fangs out, one tooth fangs some two fangs, and they jumped like kangaroos, and the soldiers horses were bitten to death, and as they fell onto the ground the rodents ate tem whole, ripped off their skin and pulled out their insides. Barbaric was not the word, SSARG had never seen such a battle. After the battle, soon to be called, "The Great Battle of the Planet," Siren's army had won, but did they, I mean, 90% of her army had perished. And out of the 1000-soldiers, the best of the Cliff Dwellers Army, only three were left, and no horses. Yes, only 10,000 vipers and rats were left out of over 100,000. But word got around the globe, that Siren was the Conquerors of all Conquers. She was now called Siren the Great. After a few weeks Siren did heal back to normal, as they started marching onto the grasslands once more. |
