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things and it could take quite a while for one’s memory to return. In the distance, in the same meadow were a family of five that were having a picnic, thinking that they had just experienced an earthquake and for whatever reason there had been more of them lately. They were facing away from the dragon as the grey stared at them. The mother, father and the three boys had been having a wonderful day until the earth shook, scaring all of them because it has seemed rather close. When they noticed the grey dragon behind them, they tried to run, but it was too late. The monstrous dragon’s foot stomped them and twisted, much as a human would step on a bug with the same result. All that remained of the family were blood and guts and pulverised bones. Charox scraped them off his right foot, too much mud and daisies crushed into their mangled bodies for him to want to eat them.
    “I got you little bastards!” The grey dragon raked his claws together as if clapping, and then cocked his head as he bent down and with his huge left eye to examine his work. “Not good to be you,” he said. “It’s much better to be me.”
    The dragon took to the wind, the sound of his broad wings slowly whooshing through the air, the wind pushing the branches of the nearby forest as he did so, being lifted by a combination of magic and wing power. He was getting a lay of the land as he flew. He climbed to almost five thousand feet, realizing that some things had changed while he slept, including several new kingdoms that he couldn’t recall, although he was still a bit groggy. He observed several red dragons heading in his general direction but seeing him they turned and scattered, it was good to be a grey and even better to be a wizard. Charox thought that he would be king of all dragons soon enough, perhaps even king of the world. Perhaps other grey dragons might have something to say about that, but then again he was the only grey sorcerer that he knew.
    King of the world did have a nice ring to it.
    “What do we have here?” Charox flew lower to get a better look; two horses were each pulling a whitewashed cart and following one another, an old grey haired man in one and a young man in the other. The senior was hauling hay and the young fella a full load of pears and he had just bitten into one, enjoying its sweetness. The dragon landed in front of them with a thud, shaking the ground, and they couldn’t believe how huge he was, stretching their necks up to get a look. They both commenced to tremble at the sight, knowing that they wouldn’t be able to outrun its fiery blast.
    Charox picked up the cart with two of his claws as the youngster fell off the wagon to the ground, emptying its entire contents into his mouth and when he had finished he even ate the horse. They both tried to run and the old man fell out of his seat being in such a hurry to escape the mighty beast, but the monster emitted a burst of flame, turning both carts and the two men to ash. The dragon again took to the air, heading north toward the Great Taishanda Mountain range, having to get up to more than twenty thousand feet to get over it. He glided down through the clouds on the other side, seeing what appeared to be a great army with pointy silver helmets and red armour that was gathering. Upon closer inspection, they had a tunnel that went into the mountain but there was yet no exit on the other side, at least not yet. He used his magic to see inside the tunnel where two powerful wizards, Chancailu and Daijulan, were tossing balls of energy as they made their way closer to breaking through.
    “Oh my, what do we have here?” Charox took in the situation, realizing that as soon as they made it through the mountain it wouldn’t be long before battles would ensue; they were dressed to fight and fight they would. Their game was to conquer and kill and it could be quite entertaining, maybe he would watch them fight and then after the battle he would kill whoever