It was a beautiful yet fearsome sight. Five hundred Wyverns of various colours and sizes, (mostly over twenty meters tall) roaring at the same time and shaking the very land itself. The Wyverns were restless, and they roared and stomped their feet and snapped irritably at each other, creating an ear-breaking din.
It scared the men out of their wits.
But before the Wyverns could go on roaring, an even mightier roar sounded out from Vernie.
GROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRR!!!!
Instantly, the five hundred Wyverns turned silent. They laid down on their bellies obediently and whimpered.
Bloodline suppression was no small matter, and the 4th Generation Wyverns found it impossible to resist the will of a 3rd Generation one.
Dubaza leapt down from Vernie and prepared the beast contracts.
"Whoaa. That roar from your Wyvern worked like a charm." Battalion Commander Justin gave Dubaza a weak grin as he caught up with him.