The Groovalore – Chapter 27 – The Beast

The battle raged to and fro, as Groovasaur, axes in hand, pitched hand against talon, blade against claw, as the jazz-funk rainbow mists swirled about them in the chasm. For three days and three nights the audio warriors laid down the sickest rhythms and the frothiest grooves in attempt after attempt to slay the beast. On the evening of the fourth day, the 21st sun of November, Groovasaur made a final leap from the chasm and called from the heavens the mad chops to quash it’s foe. Groovasaur hauled the demon from the mists, and with fiddles, skins, horn and ivories in hand, they slayed the monster on the sodden plains of Spoken Moto before a crowd of aghast onlookers.

And it was thus that Groovasaur, mad kings of the jazz-funk, threw down at Spoken Moto on the 21st of November.