An interesting scroll depicts creatures we long thought extinct or mere myth. In the depths there are two mortal enemies in the Carbon Dogs and Chomposaurs. Though they are bitter foes, the dogs tend to avoid conflict. But the cruel Chomopsaurs will massacre young dogs whenever possible. The alpha of the pack assumes the strange power of the Diamond Dog in its rage and sorrow, and a mortal battle begins. A rolling maelstrom of tooth and claw... fire and earth. Titans locked in mortal combat. The diamond teeth sink into the great serpents neck as stamina gives way and its body slowly and painfully turns to mineral. It thrashes for all its worth in a final attempt to make sure the fight would have no survivors.

A treasure gleaming amongst the overwhelming drab greys of the terracotta dig. Gilded armor, an ornate warrior. A deadly grimace adorned its faceplate. It seemed possessed of life despite remaining motionless. A flash of vibrance in an army of still death. But it was not of this dig. Its inner workings were beyond the scope of ancient man. It took its time dissecting the excitable excavators. It had field research to conduct as well, after all.

A pack of Carbon dogs can drop a mighty Chomposaur, an alpha pack leader can do the deed - and then some - on its own. But unlike its giant rival, it lacks the cruelty and need for senseless killing. Impossible to dominate or domesticate, but very open to friendship, the Carbon Dog is an intelligent creature with a deep respect for loyalty. With a body and breath that burns as bright and hot as fire that springs forth from its home it is an extremely dangerous enemy. It never backs down once it decides something is worth protecting. And if you can even get close to it, combat won't be any easier.