The Archliorex stormed across the cracked crimson field, his orange mane bristling like a wildfire in a gale. His roar sent shockwaves across the land, tearing apart the air itself as if the very atmosphere was sick of hearing him. His claws dug into the earth with each step, his teeth bared in a savage snarl as he thought about that damned egg—the one he was about to crush under his claws. He had almost obliterated it, shattered it into oblivion, but no—that sniveling little rodent-bunny freak had dared interfere.
The audacity. The sheer disrespect.
"I WAS ABOUT TO DO YOU A FAVOR!" The Archliorex's voice split the air, making it screech. His mind raced with murderous thoughts. That egg was a threat. Not today, but in the future. It would hatch and grow into another Liorex, another possible rival, another challenger to his dominance. He couldn't allow that. Wouldn't. He was the Tyrant of the Mountains, the apex, the king of everything that crawled, slithered, or flew in these lands. And he wasn't about to let some unborn runt challenge that.
But then that furry little vermin had swooped in at the last second, snatching the egg from his grasp with those tiny, twitchy paws and darting off like some kind of joke. He had never felt so insulted in his entire existence. A rodent. A squeaky, pathetic damned rodent had slipped through his claws and saved the one thing he needed to destroy.
He could barely contain his rage as he circled the snake, her purple scales gleaming like armor. This she-devil serpent dared to stand in his path too, like she had something to prove. As if she could actually match his fury.
His thoughts kept drifting back to the egg, his amber eyes narrowing to furious slits. That little rabbit-thing, the audacity of it, still made his blood boil. He was going to find it after he finished with this snake, rip it apart, and then obliterate that egg—this time, with no interference. He owned the land, and anything in it that dared to breathe in his presence was living on borrowed time.
"YOU SLIMY, SCALED COW," the Archliorex growled, his voice a guttural rasp that barely qualified as language, more a primal scream of rage. "YOU THINK YOU’RE HOT SHIT? YOU THINK YOU CAN SLITHER AROUND ME LIKE A WORM?" His amber eyes blazed with fury, narrowing into dangerous slits as the she-devillian snake continued to circle him. Her coiled body gleamed with an oily shimmer, mocking his every movement.
The Archliorex could smell the arrogance on her. The kind that he'd ripped out of countless rivals before her. She was playing with fire, and he was a fucking inferno.
The snake hissed back, her voice as slick and venomous as her scales. "Bold words for a bag of teeth with an ego problem. I'll enjoy crushing you, just like a shattered precious egg."
"You think you're so clever, don't you?" His snarl turned into a roar, blasting through the air and causing the ground to fracture under his feet. The snake flinched but held her ground, coiled and poised like a coiled spring. "You think you're gonna stop me? You and that pathetic rat? Guess what, scaly. That egg's not making it out of this alive. Neither are you."
The Archliorex lunged, a whirlwind of muscle and fury, his claws aimed at the snake's glittering form. Each swipe was a shockwave, ripping through the earth, each roar tearing open the sky itself. Portals crackled and split open as his rage ripped at the very seams of reality. He didn't care what got sucked into them—he'd rip a hole through time itself if it meant venting his anger.
The snake hissed, agile as she slithered and struck, but she was only buying time. He was a force of nature, unstoppable, an avalanche of claws, teeth, and fury. She might've been fast, but he was sheer brutality, a predator who knew no limits.
"After I tear you apart, I'm finding that egg, and I'm smashing it to pieces,” he growled, his voice vibrating through the cracked earth, shaking the sky. "And that little rodent? I'm gonna chew on its bones just to hear them snap." His teeth flashed in a cruel grin, imagining the satisfying crunch.
He charged again, slamming the ground with enough force to cause the very earth to buckle under him. There was nothing left but the raw instinct to kill, to destroy, to eliminate any threat to his dominance. The portals around him spiraled into madness, the world around him warping under the sheer pressure of his rage.
"I am the Tyrant, the only Liorex that matters,” he roared. "And everything else—EVERYTHING—is just dust under my claws."
The snake hissed, her sharp, yellow eyes still watching him with that analytical gaze, but even she knew. She could tell. He wasn't fighting for survival—he was fighting because nothing in his world was allowed to exist without his say-so. Not eggs, not serpents, and definitely not some sneaky little bunny.
"You're DEAD!" His roar exploded from his throat, shattering the skies above, distorting reality itself. The very air around them warped, bending and screaming in protest. A violent crack tore open, the fabric of the world itself unraveling as portals ripped into existence, clawing at the air. The ground trembled and buckled, and the atmosphere itself seemed to bleed as the sheer magnitude of his rage opened rifts to god knows where. He didn't give a shit. He could rip a hole in the universe, and it still wouldn’t be enough to sate his bloodlust.
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The Archliorex lunged, his roar still echoing in the rift-ridden air. "I'm gonna drag you through HELL ITSELF, snake! And you'll beg for every second!" His claws dug into the earth as he charged with the force of a crashing star. The snake barely had time to react before he was upon her, the sheer size and power of him eclipsing her coiled form. Teeth and claws, a whirlwind of fury and fire—he was a goddamn tempest, and she was a scrap of flesh in his storm.
Each swipe of his claws was a shockwave, ripping through the earth. Each bellowing roar left the air shaking, turning it to dust and smoke. The portals he'd summoned from his rage spiraled around them, chaotic vortexes of nothingness that howled like a storm. The snake was fast, but she wasn't that fast, and the moment his claws grazed her scales, she hissed in pain, a thin spray of violet blood marking the ground.
"Not so smart now, are ya?!" He laughed. This snake would be nothing but a trophy, a memory of how foolish her kind had been to challenge the Tyrant of the Mountains.
"Say your prayers, you slimy sack of scales. I'm gonna tear you apart piece by piece, and I'll make sure you feel every second of it."
The snake snickered, like he was some joke.
The Archliorex's fur bristled with rage. How dare she? He was going to tear her apart, rip out her insides, and eat them in front of her dying eyes.
The Archliorex charged again. The ground buckled and trembled under his paws as he lunged for the serpent, who was coiled and ready for him.
He roared as he attacked, his claws digging deep into the earth, his jaws snapping with enough force to shatter bone. The serpent dodged and struck back with her fangs, which sunk into his flesh, drawing a thick stream of blood. The Archliorex growled in pain and swiped at her with his claws, but she was too agile, slithering and striking like an eel.
He felt the venom course through his veins, burning like acid. But his internal's boiled to an extreme extent, a furious battle against the damn toxins. He wouldn't let something as trivial as poison stop him from ripping this she-devil to pieces.
The Archliorex roared in rage, charging again and again, his claws tearing up the earth. The snake was a slippery opponent, always managing to dodge his attacks, but he could see the strain in her movements, the fatigue setting in. She couldn't keep up the fight forever, and he was a walking natural disaster, a force of nature. Soon, she would tire and falter, and he would strike with all his fury and send her to hell.
"Gotta be faster than that," she taunted, slithering just out of his reach. He growled, lunging again and feeling her scales split under his claws.
"I'm gonna grind you into pulp for that!" His roar shook the ground, the rifts in the air spasming and howling like ghosts. The snake hissed, dodging and coiling, trying to gain some distance, but he was relentless, a fury of destruction and teeth.
The land was a wreck, the cracks and fissures left by his rage so deep they looked like canyons. The very air vibrated, filled with the Archliorex's furious roars. Reality itself seemed to bend and contort under the sheer pressure of the titans clashing. The sun was blotted out by his swirling portals, and the clouds were split and twisted as the fabric of the world threatened to shred apart.
The snake was tired, her body littered with wounds from his claws. It would only be a matter of time before he would bring her to heel. But the she-devil simply smirked at him, her amber eyes glinting with a venomous smugness.
"I'm gonna drag you from your wretched hole of a life into the pits of the abyss, snake." He panted, his teeth bared in an agonizing grin.
"Too late for that."
Her maw widened and the ground beneath them shook and quivered, a massive force rippling from the impact point. The Archliorex barely managed to register it, and his fury tripled when the blast matched his own power, blowing him back.
"YOU FUCKER!" The words tore themselves from his throat. Portals crackled and bulged throughout the air and earth, warping and distorting the landscape. Rifts in space twisted and snapped, sucking up entire sections of land in their hungry maws. The sky was a mess of screaming colors and shapes, reality itself seeming to bleed out into oblivion.
The Archliorex was pissed beyond belief. That snake had just launched a sonic blast of such force it rivalled his own, and that wasn't the only problem. As soon as he'd been knocked off balance, she'd unleashed another strike, a sickening, purple, gelatinous mass that splattered all over him. His fur was now a soggy mess, sticking to his body. It was like she'd unleashed a gallon of acid all over him!
"You slimy slitherin'—! What the HELL have you done to me?"
The serpent slithered forward, her purple scales gleaming like armour. She looked triumphant, like she knew she'd already won the battle. "Boom." She smirked.
The Archliorex roared again, a feral bellow of rage that shook the very foundation of the mountains themselves. His body was on fire, the pain from her acidic slime overwhelming his senses. Yet, he would not allow himself to be outdone. He EXPLODED in a raging inferno of orange fire that blazed in all directions. He could feel the heat of it as it consumed the very air, as it ate through his body and mind, turning his world to a swirling mass of red-hot agony.
The snake shrieked as he roared, as her scales burned and smoked under the inferno, her eyes wide and wild, her fangs bared as the pain of being burned alive tore through her. He would show her just how powerful he really was. But everything started to blacken, and the Archliorex realized that he couldn't sustain his powers anymore. His fur was still ablaze, and the pain of it all was excruciating, but he still fought to stay awake. He needed to destroy that bitch!
The ground beneath him rumbled and shuddered as it buckled under his weight, but the Archliorex pushed on, determined to keep fighting, determined to finish this battle.
And with another ground-shattering roar, he charged again, no thought of mercy or restraint. Just the pure, unrelenting fury of a creature bred for nothing but destruction.