Cullen would have aid, and not just from the soldiers. A sorry, muffled groan, like the whining of a dog but far too deep, would sound its way from beneath the rubble. Iralux, badly beaten and barely clinging to consciousness, stirred from beneath the destroyed stonework. He pushed himself hard enough to free himself from the mess.
One of the dragon's limbs was in disastrous shape, broken and oozing blood and searing light, but he had used it to shelter his rider as the building collapsed atop them. With Cullen's aid, the small group would see Leovold freed from the rubble.
Leovold was in no better shape than his dragon. Unconscious, blood dripping down his face from a heavy gash along his hairline, his breastplate partially crushed. The noble's breathing was shallow, scarce, but he was breathing.
The moment he saw his partner was safe and alive, Iralux collapsed. A sun dragon's energy was limitless, but the beast was in terrible pain and his muscles screamed for rest.
Moments later, Lord Tyros and Magnus touched down nearby and began shredding what was left of the massive wyvern into bloody ruin, picking off hapless bat riders with all the care of a rampaging bull.
One of the dragon's limbs was in disastrous shape, broken and oozing blood and searing light, but he had used it to shelter his rider as the building collapsed atop them. With Cullen's aid, the small group would see Leovold freed from the rubble.
Leovold was in no better shape than his dragon. Unconscious, blood dripping down his face from a heavy gash along his hairline, his breastplate partially crushed. The noble's breathing was shallow, scarce, but he was breathing.
The moment he saw his partner was safe and alive, Iralux collapsed. A sun dragon's energy was limitless, but the beast was in terrible pain and his muscles screamed for rest.
Moments later, Lord Tyros and Magnus touched down nearby and began shredding what was left of the massive wyvern into bloody ruin, picking off hapless bat riders with all the care of a rampaging bull.
