Prologue: The Sentinels

A rare forest stood in the Zone of Wasted Years, a place that drank from the calm spring that trikled between the trunks of ancient trees. These trees were old, they had seen the rise of Shuggazoom city and watched it fall into the greedy eyes of the Skeleton King. They watched the robot monkeys rise to the challenge and fight back, they had seen Mandarin fall and saw Chiro rise. They stood, these silent sentinels, staring out over the city that spoke of their hopes and dreams

They watched as the great dragon descended from the Lost Mountains.

They watched as the dragon made its nest and settled down.

They watched as the dragon looked out towards the city and roared.

These sentinels stood with their roots buried in the ground and watched the dragon rise, a stone left in the nest.

The trees watched without care as the dragon descended on the city and attacked remorselessly.