The Battle of Flenningham

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In the ancient kingdom of Flenningham, legends spoke of a dragon that shined like newly formed bronze. It was named Rustfire long ago. The first men who laid eyes on Rustfire were struck by his shimmering scales, which glowed like molten metal under the sun. Rustfire was feared and revered by all who knew of his existence.

One fateful day, a giant black panther named Skardan emerged from the dense forests surrounding Flenningham. Skardan was a creature of darkness, with eyes that gleamed red and claws that could rend stone. The panther’s arrival heralded doom, and the kingdom trembled in fear.

King Pereclees, ruler of Flenningham, summoned his army to defend the castle.

Rustfire awoke with a start, sensing the impending threat, and took to the skies. His roar echoed through the valleys, shaking the very foundations of the kingdom.

The battle between Rustfire and Skardan was fierce and relentless. Flames and shadows clashed in a dance of destruction, each blow shaking the earth and tearing through the natural beauty of Flenningham’s wilderness. Rustfire’s fiery breath scorched the land, while Skardan’s swift movements left trails of darkness in his wake.

The king and his armies exited the city and, whenever possible, struck blows upon the massive beasts trying to keep them from the city and castle.