Legacy of Lundaya: Memory of an Empire

The outer and med district of New Landaya was silent, silent except for the occasional Raven calling his brethren to the feast set out for them, for covering the streets of the smoldering remains of the city and the snow covered streets painted red with blood were corpses, both Griffin and rebel but barely any Familiar, for they were surrounding the palace, Potestus, Legatus, and Classis looked at the huge building.

" Takim obrazom, to, chto khod? My sobirayemsya prosto postuchat' v dver' ? " (So, what's the move? Are we going to just knock on the front door?) Classis said rather sarcastically.

" My ne moy mal'chik ! " (Not we my boy!) A strong old voice said behind them.

Deus walked up, the battle axe on his back was frightening enough to make Legatus’s great sword look like a butter knife. He’s thick grey beard had spots of blood in it, but he ether didn’t notice or liked it. His armor was different from the others, it looked old, ancient even, yet strong, the helmet was in the shape of a wolf head and black fur decorated the neck and legs.

" My ne moy mal'chik, " (Not we my boy,) He said again. " Potestus , on imel chest' nachat' etot vozvyshat' , on dolzhen imet' chest' okonchaniya yego. " (Potestus, He had the honor of starting this upraise, he should have the honor of finishing it as well.) He firmly grabbed Potestus’s shoulders. " Otpustite zver' moy syn . " (Release the beast my son.) He said with a grin. Potestus looked up at his father and nodded the walked to the beginning on the steps. We he dropped his helmet, sword and shield the knights around him began to chant.

“zver' zver' zver'!” They chanted in the original Solstainen language.

Potestus’s breathing began to grow heavier.

“zver' zver' zver'!”

The remaining griffins watched horrified as his bone popped and cracked as they changed and grew along with the fur on his body and his nails grew into claws.

“zver' zver' zver'!”

The thing that used to be Potestus roared loudly, his armor grew to fit him. The Griffin guards praying that this wasn’t real, this beast that use to be a pony charged the doors shattering them. This wolf this monster ripped apart everything it set its eyes upon.

Classis and Legatus listened as the screams echoed throughout the palace.

“Pochemu tak dolgo dlya nego, chtoby izmenit'” (Why did it take so long for him to change?) Legatus asked with his arms crossed.

“Dramatizm?” (Dramatic effect?) Classis offered. “Vy dumayete, chto on nuzhdayetsya v pomoshchi?” (You think he needs help?)

Just then there was a scream then a gory squishing sound as a griffin honor guard was thrown from a window and splattered on the ground in front of them.

" Nakh ya dumayu, on poluchil yego ... " (Nah I think he got it…) Legatus said wiping the blood the splatter onto his armor off.

The Griffin governor sat as his desk, listening to the screams, pleas, bloody rips outside his door. He sat motionless as the beast busts the doors to his office down. He looked up and the werewolf as he changed back into a stallion. Potestus looked at the unmoving governor curiously.

He walked up to the desk and held out his hand, An international sign asking if he would like to surrender, The governor shot a cold look at Potestus before hitting his hand away.

"Holen Sie sich Ihre Tatzen weg von mir Sie Schlamm Pony Hund!"

(Get your paws away from me you mud pony dog!) The governor hissed.

Potestus smiled before lashing out, grab his beak and slammed his head against the desk.

He then began dragging the bleeding governor by his wing.

By sunrise the next morning the governor along with every Griffin in the city, dead and alive, were nailed to crosses and propped up along what was left of the port and walls and the palace was set ablaze along with any buildings still standing. “New” Lundaya was an insult to Solstice itself, an insult to the Familiar and Deus wanted the world to see what happens when you challenge the Familiar.

Legatus looked out over the water and saw a small boat way off the coast.

“Classis!” Legatus called to his brother.

" YA znayu, ya videl yego tozhe. " (I know I saw it too.) Classis said with his arms crossed.

Potestus looked out over the water and the vessel then pointed to the Equestrian flag it was flying.

"Otpustit'." (Let it go.) Deus said standing beside his sons. " Pust' dolozhit' o Celestia nashey pobedy , my budem videt' ikh v blizhaysheye vremya v lyubom sluchaye . " (Let them report back to Celestia about our victory, we’ll be seeing them soon anyways.) Deus said and began to laugh, Legatus and Classis joined in, Potestus looked back at the burning city, then over to the slowly dying governor, and then looked down.