While airborne, Amila could see as the wings on the wyvern atop the mountain quickly regenerated from the tears giving her the ability to fly immediately, already headed toward the dragon with no means of stopping, she released her arrow and instantly began creating another, to her shock though the dragon released a tower of acidic fire that seemed to scorch the atmosphere as it cascaded toward her at an unfathomable speed.
From her side, Rázá practically appeared, erecting a shield of wind so dense it warped the light that passed through it. "Release another immediately!" Rázá shouted at the baffled elf startling her back to the present. "If we lose momentum the dragon will unleash more power than any single one of us can handle yet, it is the perk of all pure-breed dragons, so do not ev
