Talk:The Republic of Dragonfire/@comment-12271231-20150810203336

-Former 130th HQ, Neo-Arctic, Neo-Earth-

Tim steps out of a Blackhawk. Since the attack almost a year ago, everything had advanced so much. The former pool of magma had cooled to stone and been covered in a layer of thick ice. The rotting corpses had become scorched piles of bones. Still, out of the ice stood a flagpole, formerly having held up the 130th naval jack. Why was Tim here, at a mass grave to his longest held enemy? Simple, he needed a place to train his Conquerors, far from the public eye, to elite levels, as of yet unattainable by any human. And he needed a place to hunt various cloned animals. A group departed from the fleet of helicopters that had landed to begin building a training ground.