"So now what?" the Computer Geek asked the humans. "The Hyperion seems to be malfunctioning..."
"It's been eaten!" shouted Blake. "And that cost me a lot of money."
"Is that all you worry about?" asked Jack. "MONEY?! Something destroyed the Hyperion, now to figure out what did!"
The ground beneath them shook and a tile from the ceiling fell onto Blake's head.
"Curse you, Maleria!" he shouted in pain.
Another termor was felt... then another, then another. The three went under a table as the tiles continued to fall.
"Great, now we're trapped under a darn table. I'd love to die under a table, wouldn't you two?" Blake said sarcastically.
"Shut up, Blake," Jack growled. Soon after, the tremors ceased.
"Let's go outside, Jack commanded.
And so, they did, only to see nearby buildings destroyed. Humans and pets emerged in soot as they gazed at the leader of the SAI, in confusion.
"What's going on?" one asked.
"Are we going to die?" asked the other.
Jack shook his head and turned east. In the distance, he saw that half of Centropolis was destroyed. He turned to Blake, shaking his head in disbelief. I let everyone down. If I wasn't so stubborn, this could have been prevented.
"You couldn't have done anything," Blake said to break the silence. "We're dealing with a dragon, something so powerful that it would take a miracle to stop. Anyway, this dragon, Advarsel..."
"It just... can't be..." Jack argued. "How could a dragon do all of this?"
"I don't know... but I suggest you go get help from the king and the leader of the military. Just in case... well, you know."
"No. We can take care of this ourselves. Time to right what I have wronged."
"FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, JACK!" YOU CAN'T DO EVERYTHING. LET SOMEONE ELSE HELP NOW! You've done what you can, we're out of sources, people are dead... go to the king, at least. We need to stop the dragon!"
"What dragon? Something else is causing all of this, Blake-"
Another tremor, was felt. Then came another, a few seconds later.
"These tremors are occuring more often now. We'd better hurry or Subeta will be split into two." Jack continued. He radioed the mysterious leader of the army, but couldn't get a hold of the king.
"We must make our way to Centropolis," Blake said. "As long as the army knows, we still have a flicker of hope."
Jack and Blake ran towards a dirt valley, tripping as they went.
"I'm SICK of these STUPID tremors!" Blake growled. "Do you know how hard it is to run in a suit?"
"Well, you're the genius who likes running around dressed first class anyway," Jack laughed.
"NOT LIKE THIS! WHEN I SEE THIS DRAGON, I'M KICKING IT-"

They both fell as a result of another quake, a much more powerful one than the last. As they struggled to get up, in the distance, the ground gave way as a monster erupted through it. It was what Blake feared- a rotting dragon of earth, covered in metallic armor, with amber eyes and a core of magma. It ripped at the ground, breathing fire at figures around it. Jack and Blake stared at it, then finally looked at each other.
"So," said Blake. "Is that dragon enough for you?"









