The desert air buzzed with tension — and somewhere, deep in the heart of the war, Hax and Mystra stood, locked in their fierce clash, unaware that a storm of tribes was about to descend upon them.
The desert battlefield was a chaotic storm of scales, wings, and swarms.
The Dragon tribe and Bug tribe clashed relentlessly — dragon breaths and venomous clouds staining the sky while the ground trembled under the weight of their war.
But then, the tension shifted.
A sudden, commanding voice echoed through the desert — Dune's voice — carried by the swirling sands:
"Halt this madness!"
At his side, the combined forces of all the gathered tribes descended onto the battlefield.
Arson, flames dancing around his fists.
Sylvia, vines curling at her feet, her presence both fierce and calm.
Glacius, his icy aura a stark contrast to the desert heat.
Peggy, light glowing faintly from her fingers — the very essence of a fairy, standing firm even as her brother, Wine, smirked from the Poison tribe's ranks.
Queen Veyra, water swirling like serpents around her, flanked by her Aqua soldiers.
Raiken, crackling with thunder, a force of raw power.
Wine, with his sinister smile, surrounded by his poisonous legion — a dark reflection of what happens when tribes betray their roots.
Metal, his gleaming armor like a wall of steel, leading his technological army with cold efficiency.
The sheer spectrum of elements and powers — fire, ice, nature, thunder, poison, water, and even technology — now loomed before the battling Dragons and Bugs.
Even the mighty King Hax and Queen Mystra momentarily paused their relentless fight, their eyes narrowing at the unexpected intrusion.
Dune stepped forward, the sand beneath him swirling at his command. His voice was steady but firm:
"Hax! Mystra! The war between your tribes is not only destroying each other — it's threatening sand territories and dragging innocent lives into your feud."
His words echoed across the battlefield.
King Hax, his crimson-scaled body towering over the others, sneered:
"This is a matter between Dragons and Bugs — not some council of weaklings."
His nostrils flared, smoke curling from them.
Queen Mystra, with her hauntingly elegant form, allowed a dozen small, glowing bugs to crawl along her shoulders and arms. Her voice was silky yet venomous:
"We do not answer to outsiders — the Bug tribe fights for our pride."
Before Dune could reply, Arson stepped forward — flames flaring dangerously from his palms.
"I don't care about your pride or your feud. What I care about is the fact that your war is going to be a potential threat for MY conquered territories."
Hax's eyes flashed with fury.
"Your territories?" he growled.
Sylvia quickly stepped up beside Arson, her voice smooth yet assertive:
"And it's my duty to protect those neutral lands from further harm."
She shot Arson a warning glance — this was not the time to spark another war.
Then, Glacius spoke, his voice cold and emotionless:
"Whether you like it or not, your war affects all tribes. You've both become too blind to see the damage spreading beyond your petty rivalry."
His icy aura sent a chill through the already-tense air.
Peggy added softly but firmly:
"This isn't just about your tribes anymore. If you won't stop, then we will stop you."
The air buzzed with elemental energy as Queen Veyra finally spoke, her voice a calm yet steady wave of authority:
"We stand united — Aqua, Magma, Nature, Ice, Sand... even Thunder, Poison, and Metal. You are no longer facing each other, you are facing us all."
Hax's claws flexed, his tail lashing angrily. Mystra's swarms buzzed louder, sensing their queen's growing rage.
The gathered armies of the other tribes braced themselves prepared to face not just one dominant tribe, but two of the most dangerous forces on the planet.
Dune gave Hax and Mystra one final warning:
"Surrender your feud or face the combined wrath of every tribe present."
There was silence — the only sounds were the distant hisses of steam where fire met water, the soft hum of Metal's machines, and the crackle of Raiken's electricity.
Hax's jaw tightened. Mystra's smile thinned.
It was a tense standstill.
Then—
Hax finally shouted in rage. "Do you think we will do as you say?"
Mystra continued. "Who gave you the permission to interfere with our battle?"
Veyra responded. "We were just wanting to cooperate. If you don't want to that's totally your choice."
Hax immediately shouted." Cooperation? We only care about strength. Not cooperation. If you have the guts, try to stop us. Would like to see how strong your alliance is."
Mystra instantly in response, released a large number of bugs towards the alliance and Haxosaur followed by launching a dragon breath.
The attacks were blocked by the combined efforts of all tribes combined attacks:- Thorns from Nature tribe, Flames from Magma tribe, Frost from Ice tribe, Fairy beams from Fairy tribe, Thunder tribe using thunder clouds, Metal tribe absorbing the attack and Venomous waves from Poison tribe side.
Hax and Mystra were surprised by there combined teamwork. It hurt there pride in front of the World.
Hax and Mystra stared at each other and were somehow united by a twisted sense of pride and a shared desire to crush the opposition.
So they unleashed their combined forces on the gathered tribes.
The battlefield soon erupted into even greater chaos.
Hax's voice roared like thunder:
"If you dare to challenge us, then face the combined wrath of Dragons and Bugs!"
Mystra smirked, her voice laced with a seductive venom:
"Let's show them their place, Dominator."
Hax's eye twitched at the nickname, but he didn't object. Their temporary alliance was forged, not from loyalty, but from mutual hatred of those who dared to interfere in their war.
The armies of Dragons and Bugs launched their assault in perfect sync — flames, water blasts, boulder attacks and poisonous swarms cascading across the desert, clashing with the mixed forces of Sand, Aqua, Magma, Ice, Thunder, Poison, Metal, and Nature tribes.
It was no longer a simple battle for pride — it had escalated into a full-blown war for survival.
The battle raged between the combined forces of Bug and Dragon Vs the Entire Opposition.