Cursed Waters- A Dragon RP

"Tank." Ocavo said sternly. "You seem to be in possession of a weapon that is not yours."

Tank looked confused for a minute before he remembered. "Oh. Yes. the Diamond Sword." He said, pulling it out and staring at it.

"Why did you take it?" The Enferna smoked.

"You know how I was at that time, commander Ocavo." Tank said, looking down. "In my mind won it in that fight, and it was mine."
He looked up.
"How did you know I had it?"
"Moss is in there." Ocavo said. "It appears he made it to safety."
"He told me."

"Oh." Said Tank, not really knowing what else to say.

He sighed. "It's not mine." He shook his head. "This needs to be returned to its true owner." He said, holding the sword out in front of him. "On whatever little honor I have left." He muttered.

The door opened and Moss stepped out impatiently. "Ocavo, wha-" He began.
Then he saw Tank, and recognized him instantly. With a gasp of terror he frantically looked about for a weapon of some sort.
 
Kallitrax had done his job, the monarches were gathered around basalt. “How do you suppose we go about this Monarche Basalt? I will help if I can.” He said, still holding his left paw to his neck to slow the bleeding.

Vren landed beside him, nodding along to Kallitrax’s words. “I too will fight with each of you.” He said, mainly looking at monarche vixen with admiration. He never liked monarche Ember, Vixen was always the better leader.

Enther continued to rally the armies along with Marsh, the two Solosis worked together to rid the sky of the swarming clones.
 

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