Chapter 54 The comming storm!
Zin approached the Volcano upon his Alpha Elum. He was scared to death for he knew his destany. As he was tieing his Alpha Elum to a small tree a low rumble of thunder filled the skies, it began to rain. The Alpha Elum was stareing at Zin.
"You were such a good mount! I am afraid you won't be comming with me from here on out!" as he was petting his Alpha Elum. "Don't worry, I will come back for ya. Just don't run off! You be a good Alpha Elum you hear?"
The Alpha Elum stared at him and made a slight cry as Zin headed awey. He stared right back at it and waved. His mount jumped up slightly as he howeled at Zin.
He started to climb his way to the fortress of Clorn. For he dident know how he was going to find the Omega relec in the process. He knew Trilas had it but he dident know where Trilas was. He figured Trilas would be near his master.
Meanwhile on the other side of the ridge on the beach a great army of darkness was forming. Trilas absent at the moment ordered his best dark mud "Sarlon" to be temperary comander of the army. thousands of solderes were lineing up. some were getting into spheres and others were on foot. They were carrying massive cages with Rorm beasts inside of them and they were carrying the captive Glukkens and Alpha Sligs as well. The army was huge and it streched for miles down the coast. They were carrying strange weapons mostly blasters and cannons. There were other strange races of Salis there as well. Who have joined Clorns great empire out of choice.
There was more than just spheres as massive supply and war fraighters were moving through the stormy Oddworldian sea. Sarlon was on one of the freighters.
"Sarlon there is word that a resistance is forming on the northern side of the mountains. What do we do?"
Sarlon with his scarred face approached the Dark Mud. "We will wait. I have orders from Trilas himself on when we will move."
Sarlon stareing out at the stormy sea passes by on the massive freighter.
The comming storm is here and the fate of Silak is still to be determined. For the fate of the Lost Continent of Salis lies in the hands of one Mudokin. "Zin!"
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