The new Hero Petrra is popping up through the summoning portal starting this weekend, and her enemies better beware!

This was so much fun!

Petrra’s giggles echoed throughout the caverns… bouncing through the great underground complex so it seemed to Malum’s forces as if they were coming from all around. The waves crashing against the seaside exits seemed to amplify her bell tone laugh, making it something far more terrifying than her actual, girlish cadence. They were beginning to panic. Seeing them scramble around desperately only made Petrra laugh even harder.

The dragons here were Petrra’s family. Well, not her actual family… obviously. Years ago she’d sailed to these caves in search of her first wyrm. What she’d found was her one, true love — a perfect, gorgeous Stalker matriarch.

In those days a terrible civil war had ravaged the caverns. Multiple clans of dragons called these caves home then, and Petrra’s new muse was constantly embattled. Petrra adored her Stalker though. She’d do anything for her. She didn’t have to ask Petrra to kill for her.

It hadn’t taken all that long, and Petrra had grinned ear to ear during the whole labor. She mercilessly stalked through the caves for months, slaying any dragon beyond the protection of her matriarch’s Darkness Clan. She lost count. Funny how that happens.

By now the very bones left in her wake had begun to decompose within the cave. In appreciation of Petrra’s service, the matriarch had accepted her into their clan fully. She’d been living there ever since. Occasionally she’d be required to interact with non-dragon explorers who had ventured too close or sail to a nearby island for supplies, but it had been a mostly peaceful life.

Peaceful had quickly faded into boring, which is why Petrra was having so much fun now! Yes, Malum’s soldiers were here to kill or enslave her family. Yes, she would happily die to defend these depths. But why did that have to make it so serious? Ohhh, the looks on their faces when they whirred round to see her behind them!

Her laughter pierced the silence again. A squad of infantry turned from a nearby tunnel and fled towards the exit in fear. As they crossed her adjoining passage, they were directly between her and the only light. Perfect.

She failed to stifle a laugh as she pointed her staff. ZAAAAAP. Ahhh, she gave herself away! Still, they all fell to the ground temporarily paralyzed. Four more flashes through the dark. Before they managed to stand they were all dead.

More giggles echoing through the dark. Such fun! She ran down the corridor they’d come from to find 3 more stragglers approaching. ZAAAAAAP. Aww, one was getting away!

She laughed as she chased his path fleeing deeper into the cave. He thought he lost her. From her hiding place behind a rock, she covered her mouth. He looked so funny as he searched the darkness for her while gasping for air.

Wait…What was that sound? A hissing echoed through the caves. Someone was running down the passage towards her. No, that was the wrong way! You’re supposed to run OUT! There was a little light trailing behind him. Now it was her turn to squint into the darkness.

It was one of Malum’s soldiers. A huge mass of wood was strapped to his back… bulging every direction. Behind him dangled a little flashing light that seemed to be climbing some sort of string… oh no. The grin finally fell off Petrra’s face. The warrior screamed as he ran towards her.

The explosion rocked the entire cave complex, burying all inside in a mountain of rubble. Malum had won this battle. The matriarch would never terrorize his fleet again.

In the moment of realization as the force of the explosion hit her, it seemed to Petrra she had an eternity to think of her love for the great stalker. She had failed her.