Prophecy

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When the thunder rolls,

And a cold gale blows,

A feathered tribe will take flight,

Arriving from a drop of light.

When the sky shakes,

And the ground quakes,

Jet-black dragons will swoop down from the night's dark clouds,

As the thunder booms some shattering sounds.

When fire meets ice,

When you hear furious battle cries

Fog will gather in the beach,

And misty dragons will begin a siege.

Three new tribes and fourteen dragonets will appear,

Three new tribes are what we'll fear.

When you see those signs happen,

Know that Pyrrhia is nearing its end.

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