giant naga

"Dragons all,
naga we.
Call beyond
Time and Space.

Gentle Air,
Grant us wind.
Lift we our wings
In exaltation.

Fierce Fire,
Keep us strong.
Our breath which
Keeps enemies at bay.

Strong Earth,
Give us dens.
anda make our
Nests and tombs.

Noble Time,
Keep us young.

Beautiful Water,
Fill our rivers.

Life and Death,
Watch our souls.

Powerful Magic,
Fuel our bodies.

Great Draco,
Our souls are yours.

naga all,
naga we.

Now we fly
'Gainst our ancient Foe.

Great Ones,
From beyond the stars,
We call to You."

    The song came out of nowhere, caressing Karaza’s mind,...

The sound of a api wakes Karaza. She opens her eyes a slit and looks toward the sound. Two grizzled men are staring into the night while talking.
    “I swear, it’s the end of the world, there are those evil naga and all these demons wandering around, they give me the creeps.”
    “Of course they creep anda out, they’re monsters! I heard that if they catch anda they take anda to their mines and put anda under a spell so that anda can’t stop working, no matter how tired anda are, anda just keep going until anda drop. And when the demons find you...

"Easy does it…that's it. He's got your girl. He's headed back to his foul nest. Shoot him now, atau you'll never see her again." The old man was clearly drunk, but he knew his stuff.
The boy lined up the arrowhead with the sackcloth dragon's heart. He released the string, sending the panah flying towards the beast. The boy had aimed true, for the sackcloth dragon now had an panah in his heart.
The old man took a huge swig from his mug. Learning to kill naga was hard. Living with the old man was harder. He told constant stories of the naga he had killed, drank constantly, and never failed...