There isn’t a city in the world ready for the appearance of a half-mile tall dragon. With two such dragons on a rampage, the residents didn’t have a prayer. Once March’s blue wings and Kez’s red scales dominated the sky above the metropolis and blotted out the starry sky, they were doomed. It was simply a question of how, and how quickly, the two giants would annihilate them.
Whether the giants were intentional with their aim or not made no difference. Kez smiled playfully at a group of unlucky victims before his sky-blue pawpads stomped upon them; those lives were reduced into unrecognizable smears upon the pavement in an instant. March didn’t pay the people any mind at all, focusing on larger features like important-looking buildings and infrastructure. The city steadily darkened as fewer skyscrapers remained intact and the damaged power grid was pushed to its limits. There was just a starry sky and a full moon shining upon the mayhem.
March spotted a helicopter flying just above his head. He didn’t know what it was doing there. He didn’t care. It was an annoyance he could use as a source of energy. The blue dragon tilted his head back and leapt into the sky with his maw wide open. The turbulence prevented the aircraft from taking evasive action; it crashed heavily against March’s tongue. Those inside had a clear view of a dragon’s throat to their right and his teeth to their left in their final moments. Once March’s jaws closed, the helicopter’s occupants were sealed in darkness. The cacophony of chewing and rending metal was the last thing the passengers heard before meeting the afterlife.
A thunderous boom accompanied March’s landing. Though the impact was devastating, it wasn’t the only source of sound. Lighting crackled around the blue dragon’s snout as he absorbed the energy from the helicopter’s fuel supply. March shot Kez a toothy grin to get his fellow macro’s attention, then converted the energy into explosive growth. Kez watched in fear as March grew tenfold and blocked the sky. Previously, the tallest buildings in the city came up to March’s knees; now, they were dwarfed by his toes. The crackling, arcing electricity was the only light March’s victims had… and Kez was now just another insect among them.
Kez tried to reason with March, much to the blue dragon’s amusement. March let his smaller ‘friend’ talk for a few moments to let the fear sink in. He wanted Kez to feel like a worm in the dirt. When Kez stopped for breath, March raised his foot into the sky. Kez knew what March’s devious grin meant and, like a cockroach exposed to light, he ran. His only clear path was to move straight away; pushing intact buildings aside would have slowed the red-scaled dragon down too much. Escape, however, was never really an option. In the same way Kez stomped out some specks beneath his toes, March’s center toe slammed upon the half-mile tall bug and flattened Kez without mercy or hesitation.
March’s stomp shook the entire city. Kez couldn’t see a thing nor move a muscle; he was completely pinned. Why was March treating him like just another bug? Just a few minutes ago they were equals; now, he was beneath him and feared March just as any insect should fear the exterminator.
When March’s foot lifted, nearly everything beneath his foot had become unrecognizable grey grime. Only Kez remained intact, though he was half-buried in a footprint a thousand feet deep. The plume of dust and debris blanketed the city and darkened the sky. As March walked over the horizon with his steps of mass destruction, Kez rolled over and stared into the hazy sky. He’d been just another stepping stone in March’s quest for power.
