Chapter 112- Written by K

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Harp looked forward to seeing her friends once again but the looming thought of Rodan's death made the flight back quite difficult. Harp couldn't tell whether the flight to Russia or the flight back to her companions was the hardest.

She pushed her newly decorated wings harder to get to her destination sooner. She needed to see the condition of Rodan. Was he actually gone? The worst thought surrounding this was how Taron would react. It would be as if Harp lost Ghidorah, but Taron had kids. Three of them in fact.

Harp vowed if Rodan was really gone, she would do everything in her power to help support the now single mom.

It took half the time it took to reach Russia to get back. It was almost nightfall by the time she got back from her quest. The sun was nearly all the way under the horizon.

Her feathered wings kept her unseen as she circled the silent summit. She saw the forms of Ghidorah, Godzilla, and Mothra, and in the middle of them was Rodan. Rather than being a fiery red he was a sickly, ashen grey. "Oh no..."

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