"Rrraaagh!"
The sound of clashing metal rang out in the training yard of the Abyssinian castle, A small crowd stood aside and watched the spectacle of a match.
A Bident slammed onto the ground, a cloud of dust blowing away from the force of the two-headed spear's impact.
Jason quickly pulled the Bident back, raising a shield to protect himself from a powerful kick.
Pollux laughed excitedly as she used Jason's shield as a launching pad to jump higher into the air, a wire shooting out from a device on her wrist wrapping around a pillar behind Jason.
The Captain of the Argonauts didn't have time to retaliate as he moved his shield to the side and swung his Bident horizontally, deflecting a thrown Chakram back to Castor as he caught the bladed disk.
"They're Skilled," An Ancient Turtle said as she stood near the front of the crowd of onlookers, "You've done well training them,"
The person the old turtle spoke to merely responded with a nod, his eyes still glued to the match between the three Argonauts.
Pollux smiled from ear to ear as the wire around her wrist started pulling itself in, launching the bald cat in the direction of the Pillar behind the Storm Captain.
Castor ducked low to the ground as the large bladed wheel on his back came loose, grabbing it with his tail as he jumped into the air, spinning around with the large wheel before he threw it at Jason.
Jason grit his teeth as he threw his shield into the air, slamming into Pollux's still-swinging body at high speed, before he rolls to the left, avoiding the large saw-blade rolling in his direction.
Rolling back onto his feet, Jason threw his Bident with a yell of effort, displacing dust and sand just by the wind pressure of the throw alone, as he sent his weapon flying towards Castor.
Pollux tumbled onto the ground, Jason's shield hitting her in the face before she slammed into the pillar she pulled herself towards.
Castor narrowly dodged the Bident, his eyes wide as felt some fur on the side of his arm fall off just by the two-headed spear passing by it. He quickly raised his arms in surrender.
Seeing that the twins were taken out, Jason turned to the crowd and bowed to his king.
"CAPTAIN! WE CAN'T THROW THEM OFF!"
Rain pelted the deck of Captain Celaeno's newly stolen airship.
After her dashing and daring prison escape, Four Storm Empire Airships followed chase in hot pursuit.
Lighting crackled in the sky as Celaeno and her crew flew through another Storm, hoping the pursuers wouldn't be able to follow them.
Who knew Storm Empire Airships were highly resilient to stormy weather?
"VERY WELL!" Celaeno shouted over the harsh winds, her claws holding on to the wheel of her ship as hard as she could, If only she had a more modern model she could have stole.
"WE'RE DOING THE ZEBRICAN SLOW DANCER!" Her crew's eyes widened at her order.
"BUT CAPTAIN!" A Fat Pink parrot shouted at her captain, "WE WON'T BE ABLE TO ESCAPE AFTER!"
"WE WILL!!!" Celaeno held on tightly to the wheel as a flash of thunder illuminated the ship, "TRUST ME!"
Nodding their heads with full confidence in their captain, the crew started performing one of the most dangerous airship escape maneuvers they knew.
"NOW HOLD ON EVERYONE!" Celaeno yelled at the top of her lungs as she pulled a large lever beside her, "WE'RE GOING DOWN!"
As the lever was pulled, a grate on the balloon opened up and started rapidly expelling air, causing the airship to quickly start losing altitude.
"Duck!" One of her crew members yelled as one of the Storm Empire's ships opened fire, a Large Harpoon shooting from the side of the ship, narrowly missing Celaeno and her crew as her own ship fell below it.
"IT'S COMING BACK!" The Crewmate yelled, the harpoon that fell on the other side of the ship rapidly returned in their direction, the heavy rope holding it being pulled back into the ship, causing the side of the Harpoon to hit the ship on its way back, knocking it into an uncontrollable spinning descent.
"AHHHH!!!" The parrots yelled, Holding on for their lives as the ship rapidly approached the ground below them, sharp red stones piercing upward like teeth as the crew fell into a Red Desert Canyon.
Before the ship hit the ground, Celaeno pulled the lever she held and closed the grate on the balloon, crouching down into a ball, and held herself tightly, bracing for the inevitable impact.
Watching from the skies above the Red Canyon, The Major in charge of the four ships giving chase to the escaped fugitive called for them to stop, Looking on below him as he watched the Airship crash into the Canyon, Wood exploding and metal bending as the ship crashed.
His eyes kept on watching as the wavy rapids of the River at the bottom swiftly picked up the Airship and dragged it away, pulling the broken pieces of the ship away.
"Lieutenant Roughhouse," The Major said calmly as he kept looking at the canyon below him.
"Yes, Major Deggan!" A Green Hippo saluted, a tiny Storm Empire officer hat resting on his bald head and a Dark Grey coat with the Empires Insignia wrapped around his torso.
Major Deggan kept watching the rapids below, "Mark the fugitives as Escaped, Send a message to King's Landing, I want this entire region searched from top to bottom in order to find these Scum," He said coldly, his tone calm and collected as he brought his hand into a pocket on his armor, pulling out a small grey marble with a single blue dot, almost looking like an artificial eye.
Holding the small marble over the edge of his ship, he dropped the marble down into the canyon below, watching as it fell into the rapids to be swept away.
On the other side of this Ship, A Hedgehog looking over a Crystal Monitor gave the Major a thumbs up as a ping appeared on the map he was looking at, moving down the canyon.
The Tracker was in place.
"Keep an eye on where the tracker stops," Deggan said calmly, his Cold voice and Storm Creature Mask leaving no indication of what he must be feeling.
As he stepped back into his Ship, followed by his Lieutenant, Major Deggan walked into the communications room on his ship, connecting a call to the other three ships in his platoon.
And as the faces of his captains appeared on the blue crystal screens, he spoke in his cold and calm voice.
With his back straight, arms behind his back, and mask staring straight at the camera in front of him, He told them what was going to happen.
"We have a few Foxes to Hunt," He said.
"Make sure the hounds are Hungry," His voice did not rise or lower, but the intensity behind it was palpable.
"Long Live The Storm King..."
And as his captain saluted to him, relaying orders to their own crews and sending messages back to the Storm Base, Major Deggan stepped out of the communications room, allowing the Hedgehogs and Storm Creatures in it to return to their job.
"What now?" Lieutenant Roughhouse asked, his naturally large body towering over Major Deggan.
"Now?" Deggan asked, his voice as calm as ever as he turned his head to look up at his Lieutenant, "Now we wait for the rain to stop,"
Even though Lieutenant Roughhouse was nearly twice his height, He still felt small in comparison to the Major.
"And then, We Hunt some Prey,"