The calm after harsh training of a young Mudokai.
Early evening had settled. The sun's rays beaming gently like light through fabric, the clouds in the skies of the planet Mudos IV, formerly planet Earth, assisted the gleam of the sun's delicate light. Over the course of many eons, 3 million years from the early 21st century BC to be exact, the land on the face of the globe had changed, formed and moulded into new and alien landscapes. The dominion of man had fallen 1 million years prior, and what one would expect see being buildings and towers of pollution will be disappointed, only cities of magic, cities of stone and cities of wood reside. The sky was a brilliant blue, with the first of the ancient stars beginning to show, the moon herself appearing proudly, but no bigger then a 5 pence sterling coin. The landscape beneath this sky? A mixture of stone and forest. The rocky formations took on the appearance of six faces, squared heads with eyeless pits, outer-formless noses that bore mild nostrils and flat-lipped mouths bearing an e