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Greetings, young draka, hear our plight, New hatchlings from earth and starlight. From distant galaxies did the whelps arrive. They stole our magic and left us deprived. They used five Hearts to bind our power in chains: Earth, Fire, Lightning, Wind, and Rain. The balance of earth, it must be restored. The Hearts must be returned to where they were forged. But the Hearts were hidden by the thieving hands, The cunning ones from otherworldly lands. Bring us the Hearts so we can restore The harmony as we had before the war. Young draka, heed our call, For this balance of nature affects us all.
