No!" Meredith cried out, clearly distracted by the loss of Atlas. Her momentary mourning was interrupted when one of the hands of a cleric beast closed in on her, she turned her gaze to the distraction and shot a large army of death wyrm made from her energy, and combined with the rage of her loss. With a loud shriek, the cleric beast was down, and she was faced with the basilisks.
"You damned wench! I will kill you if it's the last thing I do!" Austin cried and tugged hard on the reins of his saddle, willing the dragon to fly upward, and then he released and pushed forward, the dragon obeyed, charging towards Meredith with its mouth open, getting ready to launch a ball of flame in her direction.
Marcus took the next quick step, moving at lightning speed in the direction of the dragon. He leapt on a basilisk, and then on a wyvern, and the next moment, he was on the dragon with Austin.
