"A war," the words sounded quite bitter coming from her mouth. "Between the Dragoons and Winglies. Winglies were a race that were naturally born with magic. Where as most of the Dragoons were human and had to use magic taken from dragons in order to fight on equal ground to the Winglies."

She shook her head some, trying to shake some of the memories of those battles away. "The clash of the two sources of magic caused a corruption that not only affected plants and wildlife, but in some cases also affected the land itself."