With the threat of enemy armies looming over Hexoatl, the spawning pools bubbled and frothed. Out of those sacred waters strode a new cohort of saurus. They were marked by crests of orange-tipped scales that shimmered beneath the noonday sun. As battle neared, it would soon be time to see what properties these new warriors would manifest – what gifts the wisdom of the Old Ones had bestowed upon them.[1a]
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