Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20170514033014/@comment-28009263-20170827191334

Wraak looks up and stares right at Vulture with a death glare. Just before everyone start thinking he is trying to kill him with his staring, Wraak grins. He bursts out laughing just like in the battlefield. The laughter bounces off the walls. Then he starts staring again. The anger builds up in the silver-feathered creature. Laughter again. Staring. Drip looks confused at the little creature that is ripped apart by emotions. Everyone sees fear appear in his eyes. Wraak stops.

"Drip, execute Wraak Silverwing first!" says Vulture.

"For you I am Caedis Silverwing, squit!" says Caedis. He laughs.

"And I am Cerritus SIlverwing, Vulture!" says Cerritus. "Ew, someone wash my mouth! This name is bitterly!"

"Drip! Show them Splithorn's head!" says Vulture.

"Sir, I don't think..."

"You will call me "Your Grace" if you don't want to be executed like them! I am the Prince of Mount Kratakota, you will pay your respects!" shouts Vulture.

"Yes, Your Grace" says Drip and walks over to the other side of the hall, behind the pillars.

Wraak stays motionless.

"You did enough, Prince Vulture of Mount Kratakota, Murderer of Thousands, Ruiner of the World. Today will be your end! Today you will die and never reborn! I speak, Kortoc, The Last Utahraptor!" a single voice is heard. A second later, half of the stage repeats his first sentence.

"So do I, Orcto, The Killer of Innocent! You did enough!"

"YOU DID ENOUGH!" a big portion of the croud stands up. They open a way for the two Murder leaders to get to Vulture, while killing the soldiers loyal to him. Instead of the crazy laughter, now from the walls are bouncing off the screams of the slaughtered dinosaurs. Drip runs to Vulture, having heard what was going on. His roar made the ground shake, a few stalactites fell to the ground killing some of the now-Rebels. Kortoc and Orcto get closer and closer to Vulture and Drip. The thousand warriors behind them shout - the have killed all of Vulture's supporters. Wraak starts laughing again. Screams, laughter, shouting - the sound is unbearable. And then, as fast as it started it stopped. Drip is curled on the ground, shaking in terror, his eyes wide open, repeating "make it stop" over and over again.

"The Prince of the Dead!" whispers Wraak.

"The Prince of the Dead!" repeats  Lecias.

"The Prince of the Dead!" says Cinder.

"The Prince of the Dead!" says Logmor.

"The Prince of the Dead!" says Adder.

"The Prince of the Dead!" shouts Kortoc and Orcto.

"THE PRINCE OF THE DEAD!" shouts the whole army.

"We'll bring his head to The King of Mount Kratakota!" says Kortoc.