The she-demon screeched as she slammed into the dirt. She and Valerion flailed violently. It looked like the dragon was trying to chew her leg off. He’d lured her in and made her bleed profusely—effectively preventing her from any further wielding.
The four male necrocrelai appeared in the sky above Ashétyn, descending to defend her. Before Viran could wield against them, the barren land beneath his feet burst upward. He went toppling head over heels.
As he lay on the ground, dazed and disoriented, chilling shadows seeped across his body, blotting out his vision. He’d become a victim of a daemonion attack.
Bands of stone snaked around Viran, binding him in place. The stone squeezed him, and he felt something snap in one of his legs. The sudden, sharp agony cleared his mind enough for hi
