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Intro. In the lands forgotten by time, where the mountains rip the heavens and the winds whispered ancient names, the fire of the dragons still burns. Winged creatures, forged in flames and hatred, reign over devastated valleys and destroyed kingdoms. To face them, dragon hunters, homeless warriors, marked by scars and hunting oaths, forged in battles against the impossible. They do not fight for glory or gold. They fight because they know that if they do not, no one else will do and know that if they fail everything will end up in ruins and dominance. With Obsidian spears, scales torn from their own enemies and eyes hardened by the loss, these hunters walk between legends and nightmares. Where a dragon is spotted, so the smell of blood and smoke announces that one of them has arrived. And so begins another hunt.

Magda The Dragon Huntress

@Dan Gasperini