The Marching Army

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As the sun rose over the desolate marshland, the army marched - their boots crashing upon the earth with such force that only huge footprints and clouds of dust were left behind.

In the wake of the marching army only destruction and death were left behind. Animals fled from the army knowing only death was to come to them if they stayed behind.

The Chompers in the front of the army, with their huge slashing claws and fire-breathing tongues, cleared the path at amazing speed.

Next in line were the Destroyers who made every scrap of wood left from the Chompers into nothingness, filtering the scraps of wood through their portals held at their front.
And up the rear were the warriors who trampled everything left behind from the Chompers and Destroyers into the ground.

When the sun was far above, the army's path became think dark forest, but the army did not slow down, the Chompers and Destroyers worked harder and harder until finally whenthe sun was far below the horrizon, the stopped.

The Chompers stopped slashing and fire-breathing, the Destroyers stopped feeding their portals and the Army stopped marching.

'Make a clearing!' A voice called from the front of the warriors and the head Mage rose into the air, 'Make a clearing for the night!' He called to the Chompers and Destroyers.

The Chompers and Destroyers made a circle around the army and made a clearin, big enough to fit three chaples inside with room to spare.

 

Yay? Well, sounds kinda interesting, but please do write more.

 

Hmm. Interesting, hope you continue the story