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The Storm Wranglers
The flash of lightning woke him from sleep.

A storm was coming...and Winston knew it.

Thunder bellowed shortly after...crackling within the sky.

Looking up, he swallowed at the sight of darkness growing.

His trusty companion was still resting from their travels.

Without saying a word, he nudged his snoozing friend.

It didn't take long for him to sense the danger as well.

Tossing his blanket off then rising up, he surveyed the sky ahead.

"What do you see mate?" he yawned while stretching.

Winston squinted and gave his somnolent pal... "that look"!

"I see it too," he shook off the tired and gathered his wits.

The riders prepared themselves as battle loomed.

There wouldn't be much time once it began.

Everyone's fate would be decided in a matter of minutes.

Winston motioned for his buddy to hop on.

With a quick adjustment to the saddle, he was secure.

They were both nervous...however, gravity drew them in.

The destiny of a man and his horse...compadres in life and death.

Earth chose them to be our storm wranglers.

Weather demons seek the destruction of this planet.

They form quickly and strike just as fierce.

Only these two supernatural forces stand between us and ghouls.

It is their responsibility to protect us...no matter what!

Existing between life and death, Winston and Roy can feel pain.

Every battle either strengthens or surrenders their virtue.

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