Death Defied

[Oicha]

"I told you all, this land would break beneath my wings. You would all BURN before my maw. And you would ALL DIE, BEFORE I DID."

As fortifications upon the Sapphire bay are beginning to be built for the impending threat of attack from Atrellyan forces, the land begins to tremble. For weeks following the battle of the Deathwind Fleet and Nilhirran forces, many had reported feeling strange and unwell upon those beaches. But that was to be expected wasn't it? So many terrible undead, and such a powerful necromancer had fought to the death there. It seemed only natural that some foul malignance would linger.

And yet.

Deep in the frozen north, in the ruined crater that now inhabited the area the Citadel once stood upon. A call is sent forth.

"I did not say you could Die yet, Zetian." 

A summons from her master. The roar of the dragon could be heard deep underground. Stormclouds gather over the island fortress. Black lightning strikes the ground, injuring many alongside the tremors that shake the whole area. The very heavens cry out in fury as her anger is felt upon the lands once more. A terrible voice resounds through the bay, as black claws pierce the grounds and wings shadow the land once more!

"You pierced my brain. You burnt my skin, you buried me beneath the soil. AND STILL, YOUR EFFORTS ARE ALL IN VAIN. MY VENGEANCE CANNOT BE STOPPED."

Soldiers rush to the scene, trying to put down the draconic demon. But they are no match for her, empowered by the negative mana that rips across the lands at that moment. She takes to the skies, her attention solely focused upon the direction where the forces of Atrellya hand landed and spread so much death and destruction already.

"KNOW THIS MERANTHE, YOU SHALL ALL DIE. BENEATH THE SHADOW OF MY WINGS."

The world burns, the land decays. As she flies overhead, a great stormcloud of helfire and hatred. She spews her demonic dragonfire across the land. From Nilhirra to the Citadel, the land burns with her vengeance.

Zetian Lives!

[BabyFatJesus]

Be careful to not choke on your own ego, demon. Lest the Change coming to this land be not what you seek
Sit passively, and cling tightly, to the second life you've found.
Second chances do not come often, within Meranthe.