Alright guys in all honestly I feel like this is a shitty chapter, but I have re-written it about six times and to be honest I feel like breaking things. It's like its not coming out right... I don't know I have decided to let you be the judges.
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Blood and Feathers
Slyfer wills himself to move faster, to be quicker. With every second he can feel more and more of the damn pigeons approaching and with it his blood lust grows. The dragons inside him are strangely keeping their anger in check. They know he can’t face them, not without a weapon at least, so they hold back. Keeping themselves under control if only until he can reach the hammer.
Slyfer jumps the speed he is going at carrying him over at least five large tents. His passing, ripping them from the ground. His feet sink into the hard ground before he kicks off again, causing dust and dirt to fly everywhere! –Faster, need to be faster.- His mind is set on one goal, speed he needs to be faster or he will die; ripped to shreds by sharp beaks and talons belonging to the creatures he hates most in the world.
With another leap he clears more tents, wind rushing past his ears. The sound his broken by an even louder gush of wind…. And the call of a griffin! Slyfer swears and calls on his magic to push him forward and out of the way. A griffin swoops past barely missing him by a hair’s width. His body is buffeted by the wind following behind it. He crashes into a tent, his leap extended by the use of magic.
It crumbles under him and he can feel things break under his feet. He disappears for a second only to reemerge with a faster pace than before, turning into a blur as his feet cracks and breaks the ground underneath.
Sorren being pulled behind can barely keep up with what is going on. Every time Slyfer jumps his stomach feels like it’s sucked into a black hole. Every landing jarring every bone in his body, causing pain to lance through his bones. His mind is elsewhere though. Being sort off drag-carried behind Slyfer he can see what is going on behind them, he can see what is following them and it makes his blood turn cold!
Griffins, so many griffins! Sorren swears over and over in his head. –I knew there is a lot of them, but this many?- His thoughts are broken as he starts to choke. Slyfer rounding a corner swings Sorren around like a pendulum. Sorren gags as his armor tightens around his throat! “what are you- *cough*” His eyes bulge and he is unable to speak, his voice making a strange sound as he is choked.
He hears an unearthly sound that brings even more fear as his anus clenches for fear of having his guts spill out by the force he is being swung at. A moment later he stops choking and his oxygen deprived mind can finally make sense of what the sound is. –he is laughing! Why is Slyfer laughing?-
Slyfer pounds his feet harder into the ground, the boots on his feet nearly destroyed by his head long rush. He is laughing now, laughing because he can see his goal. He can see the hammer and with it he can already sense the blood that is about to be spilt with it!
A sudden eagles cry behind him causes the laugh to stop. Sorren starts clawing at his hand, while muttering things. His senses tell him what Sorren is trying to say. A griffin is quickly catching up to them from behind.
-Almost there!- The sound of strong wing beats surround them, drowning out all others. The nearest griffin stops its frantic wing beats and pulls in its wings. It dives; it can already imagine the blood it’s about to spill. The two leg is fast, but what can beat the speed of a griffin in flight! It dives nearing the two leg with every millisecond.
Its talons stretch out the closer it gets to the ground. Sharper and stronger than steel the moon glinting of them. The Griffin’s eyes narrow focusing on its target with its eyesight it can count the hairs on Slyfer’s head.
Ten meters, Slyfer’s ups his pace once more but it’s no use!
Eight meters. The griffin calls out again. It wants its prey to know it’s coming and to despair for that very reason!
Five meters. It flexes its talon. Feeling the power in it gives it confidence!
Two meters. Its wings changes angles and it start to level out of the dive.
One meter. The two leg jumps forward kicking rocks and dust into the griffins eyes. It cries out in anger for not being able to see its prey, but the griffin knows it’s too late for the two leg. Talons stretch out Slyfer in his jump uses Sorren to swing around. The dust behind him is broken through by a sharp beak and yellow eagle eyes, focused and determined to get him!
His hand stretches out, closing around the hammers hilt! Talons now fill his entire view.
The griffin can already taste victory….
Everything seems to freeze as it watches the two leg grasp the hammer’s hilt, but it is useless it will have him now, it will grab and rip him to shreds. Carry the body into the clouds before dropping it to let gravity do its work!
Then something happens. The hammer starts to lift and fire sprouts from the one end. It causes the hammer to rocket around at a blinding speed, a ring of fire sprouting around Slyfer as he is forcefully swung around, the hammer swinging in a wide arc. The griffin is worried for a split second until it remembers the wards on its body. No magic will be able to touch it!
The griffin’s eyes start to change. From triumph to fear. The hammer that had been facing the ground is now above its head. The fire sprouting from the one side had caused it to swing around! Its wings start to extend… too late!
The hammer crashes into its head. The force pushes it down and into the ground. Forcing it to dig a deep trench, tents and soldiers get destroyed as the griffin pummels through, its head crushed beyond recognition!
Slyfer is forced to spin even faster, the force of it making him scream in pain as the hammer is nearly ripped from his grip. His shoulder makes a popping noise and the hammer leaves his hand crashing into the ground. The earth sinks cracking and splitting and a wave of gravel, rocks and sand flows outward in a ring. As it travels it rips more ground up with it resembling a wave.
Griffins that are diving from all sides plow into it, brief screeches filling the air before they crash breaking bones, beaks and talons. Their skin is ripped and holes are punched through their chests. The ones behind them follow suite most crashing but not dying.
Slyfer has also crashed into the ground. His ears wringing and shoulder burning in pain. His shoulder pops again, causing him to let out a groan. His arm had been pulled right out of its socket, but his healing just pulled it back. Planting his one arm under himself he forces himself up groggily. Sound returns and with it comes the excessive and drowning sounds of wingbeats. Looking up and nearly falling over in the process he sees something that makes his blood turn to ice. Griffins above are flying in a circle and their number must be over two hundred! A nagging feeling like he has forgotten something fills his groggy mind. Realising what it is causes his head to snap to his other hand. The only thing in it... is the piece of Sorren's armor he had been holding onto!
He looks down and around to try and find him and starts shaking his head to clear it, dust and small stones still falling all around him. For a moment he is confused. He is inside a crater that is nearly twenty meters deep and right in the center is his hammer!
He takes a step towards it nearly falling in the process. –have to move, so many griffins…. Have to kill-
He reaches it grabbing hold, but just as he does something crashes into him. Sharp talons dig deep into his body and he is lifted of the ground. His hand tightens around the hammers hilt. The griffin angles upward intending to carry him up into the air, but it suddenly feels like its wings are about to break off! The hammer lifts briefly before the griffin is forced to let go of Slyfer, for fear of crashing into the ground. Slyfer face turns into a grimace as the wounds on his body start to knit closed and a broken leg is forced back into it's original position.
He screams with the pain and with it comes boiling anger. The dragons also no longer wish to hold back. Slyfer has been caught. Its fight or die!
He looks up again and swings the hammer to his shoulder before bellowing with his dragon voice, eyes blood red and filled with hate. “Damn pigeons! Weak feathered rodents. You think you can kill me! I will destroy you, come you little shits! Your feathers will make great pillows for my army.”
Great Spear nearly throws up when he hears the voice. All present turn pale at it. The dwarf King is the first to force himself to act. Stepping forward he grabs Lookin who looks more sane of the two refugees. “Tell me who is this demon you speak of?”
Lookin swallows, but his eyes are in a daze. The dwarf King slaps him bringing the sword master out of it. “Who is he!”
Lookin, looks around confused and then utters the name. “Slyfer.”
Hearing the word Great Spear whimpers and curls tighter into a ball on the floor. Alexo swears, the boy in his tent was called Slyfer? –Did I underestimate him, does he not care about the girl?-
Sounds of battle fill the air along with a laugh that sends shivers up everyone’s spines. The same voice continues to taunt. “Ten down, I will make pigeon soup tonight!”
The earth shakes, not as much as it had with the first blow they felt. But judging by the voice and the sounds growing louder Slyfer is coming closer to them.
The dwarf king turns to one of his men. “Quickly go get the golems, if this… demon will not talk we will crush it.”
Alexo hearing him walks over with an ugly face. He gestures around him. “Does it look like it wants to talk! We are under attack and you still want to talk, are you an idiot.”
*Guh!* Alexo falls to his knees nearly spilling the meal he had this evening. The dwarf King’s fist firmly planted in his gut. Alexo finds himself at eye level with a very angry Dwarf.
“You will talk to me with respect human. Or I will teach you to!” One of the blessed children reaches out for the dwarf King. He swings the small hammer in his hand. It crashes into the silver haired man’s chest. Alexo watches as his experiment is sent flying right across the tent and that was only a soft blow!
Slyfer watches two more griffins dive towards him. One arm is limp by his side, a deep gash revealing bone. I tries but fails to brace himself. His one foot hindering him since it is still broken from his previous encounter. A part of Slyfer can only thank his lucky starts that only the smaller griffins have attacked. So far the bigger ones seem to be gliding above. –What are they waiting for? Waiting for me to weaken? Damn cowards!- At the thought pure anger starts to flow through his body like blood through his veins. He glimpses the two griffins diving at him again and a thought, irrational and stupid comes to mind.
“Fine then, I will come to you!”
He takes a large step forward and swings the hammer overhead. It fills the air with a ringing sound before it crashes into the ground once again shooting up debris, tents, soldiers and dust all over the place. For a second he is hidden and seeing this the two griffins veer off having learned from what happened to the previous griffins that tried to dive at the two leg through the dust.
They hear the ground crack then the rushing of wind. The dust that had been flowing suddenly shoots out in a circle like wave, in the center… is the two leg rising like a specter the dust leaving a trail behind him. The griffins screech in delight in the air seeing the prey coming into their domain. One of the bigger one’s screech is different though. It is one of surprise. A bloody and dusty Slyfer crashes into it forcing the griffin up a few meters as it squawks in surprise.
As quickly as they rose, they suddenly sink as the sudden weight of the hammer proves almost too much for the injured griffin. Slyfer is barely recognizable as he clings to the griffin like a tic laughing like a deranged demon. “Fly birdy!” With feral growl he stars making his way up to the griffins back using a hand and his teeth to climb- never letting go of his hammer.
The griffin starts to fly erratically in order to throw him off. Slyfer changes his grip on the hammer and drives the butt end of it into the griffin. Something cracks. “Behave or I will turn you into blood and feathers.” The griffin ignores him and before he can hit it again something pounds into it. Jarring Slyfer. The griffin cries in pain and spots what it is at the same time as Slyfer. Another griffin! Slyfer swears he had hoped that clinging to one would give him some breathing room, but there seems to be no love lost between them. The things plan to take it down along with him.
Luna increases her speed when she finally sees some stairs leading upwards, quickly bounding up Birtha in tow, only to come across a solid plank blocking the doorway. Without caring if there is someone on the other side she kicks it. The plank moves albeit only by a fraction. She kicks again and some candle light spills in through the crack that has opened.
She peaks through seeing a carpet, but no movement. *Bang Bang Bang* A few more kicks reveals the interior of a small tent that does not seem to serve any purpose. She barely pushes past but Birtha gets stuck. Luna looks at the women and considers abandoning her for a second, but then decides against it.
A few grunts later she sets off only to stop right outside the tent again. Everywhere she looks are what looks like unconscious humans. In the distance she can hear alarms that are periodically drowned out by booming sounds of battle that can’t be too far away. A quick scan makes her mouth go dry. In the sky she can see what looks like a cloud of feathers.
The cloud seems to break and flames spread everywhere. Quickly turning blue as wards activate. She sees some fireballs fall from it, realizing a second later that they are not fireballs but burning griffins. Another blast of fire, then another. More and more wards start to fail and the fireballs increase. Then everything goes quiet.
Luna drops Birtha in worry. Battle sounds are good, but silence is bad. Silence means the battle is over. Slyfer’s aura around her wavers and feeling it do so makes her gasp for breath. The humans on the ground also start to stir around her. She bends down and plucks a sword from the nearest one before grabbing Birtha again. Heart racing in fear she starts running towards the battlefield.
By now those of the council that are still awake are standing outside. They had seen and felt the same things Luna did. The silence after the clamor is deafening. Great Spear having felt the oppressive aura disappear stands up with shaky legs. He quickly exits the tent and stops in awe at the sight of the swirling cloud of griffins in the sky. “Is he dead?” He asks no-one in particular. “Haha he is dead!”
The dwarf King looks at him irritably not sure how to feel or what to make of the situation. Unknown to them a girl with a silver is hiding on the far side of the tent. Her eyes dazed and on the brink of tears as she looks at the cloud above. “Dead? He can’t be, Alpha won’t die. Alpha wont….”
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She hears Great hunter’s exclamation of joy and something inside her breaks. Her hands quickly form fists as her face changes into a scowl filled with hate. Her body starting to shake. Vinx feeling the change, starts to stir and pops her little head out of Luna’s bosom. “What’s going on?” She asks sleepily but her next words get caught in her throat as something wet hits her head. Looking up she realizes it was a tear. “Luna what’s wrong, what happened?”
Luna does not look down and answers in a flat drone that is barely audible. “They are saying that Alpha is dead.”
Vinx scrunches up her face at the words. “What, who is?” She looks around and quickly spots the group not far away. Before she can ask again Luna starts to walk drawing the sword on her hip as she does.
Vinx wants to protest, but when she spots the cloud of griffins above, her voice catches. “What is-“
Luna suddenly rushes forward at Great Hunter who is nearly crying with joy. How long had he feared for his life, how long was he afraid and plagued with night terrors? Knowing the person... no the demon responsible for his torment is dead is like a mountain has been lifted from his shoulders.
He wants to dance, he wants cheer! He is just about to start doing that when pain lances through his back and a steel blade covered in blood appears from his chest. His face sets in confusion and his hand limply grabs at the blade. His mind registers a little of what has happened and he turns his head to try and see who just stabbed him. A silver head of hair appears in his peripheral vision.
He tries a few times to speak as blood rushes up his throat. The first few tries resulting in a gurgle as blood spills down his chin. He finally manages a word. “Why?”
The gurgled word draws attention from those infront and they jump back at what greets them. None of them had sensed her, yet here she was sword sunk to the hilt in Great Spears spine. She does not even give them a glace before lifting her hand and sticking her fingers into Great Spear’s bloody mouth.
The silence is broken with a crack and blood spatters onto Lookin’s face who is standing the nearest to the spectacle. His face twitches. Luna had just ripped Great Spear’s jaw off! Ignoring the rest who are still shocked she falls to her knees. “What will Luna do now?”
High above in the darkness an argument is going on. “Serena he is nearly lost to us we must act!”
The green dragon looks down worry clearly in her eyes. “Alric I know how you feel, I too care for him. It is against our ways. You know what happened last time a hatch-ling was saved from death.”
Alric grunts even though he heard her words the conviction in them was only a bit more than non-existent. “Slyfer is hardly like Chronos. He would never give away everything for power, we must act. You cannot stop me in this. We have hidden away for too long already and I have grow tired of it!”
Serena lets out a short yipping sound and shakes her head. “Fine! Let us give these two legs something to fear the rest of th-“
Alric snaps his head toward the cloud of griffins that looks like nothing more than a small dot from where they are. “Something is happening.”
Serena having made up her mind no longer cares and is already getting ready to dive. “Enough talk, it’s time to do what you do best!”
Both dive at the same time opening their maws. Heaven shaking roars fill the sky! No longer caring for stealth. Their wings beat powerfully ever pushing them downward at a faster pace. Filling the air with sounds akin with thunder!
Slyfer screams in pain a beak is firmly locked around his middle crushing it more with every second. His entire body is bloody. Deep gashes spilling more of it with every second. One of his arms are missing. His right leg dangles by a piece of skin.
Still holding tightly to the hammer with his other arm, he swings it around weakly hitting the griffin that has him. The griffin cries out in pain, its wing broken even with the light swing. The hammer slips from his grip the blood covering it having made it slippery coupled with the state he is in making it impossible to hold on any longer. He starts to fall not caring what happens next, too tired to care, too tired to do anything even if he did.
“Hold on Little one, we are coming!”
For a second he does not recognize it, but when he does his glazed eyes start to glimmer with hope. “Serena?”
“We are coming survive and I will show you how a real dragon kills things!”
“Alric?”
He hears the roars of what can only be dragons and it feels like bliss. Like a soft wind and warm breath filling his air deprived lungs. It gives his tired soul hope. He had tried to change into one himself, but after being surrounded he never got a chance the first attempt resulting in his missing arm.
Gripping his teeth he looks around him. The griffins are in a panic only some still paying attention to him, but failing to get through the panicking others. He watches as one gets through and dives towards him. –its all or nothing.-
Diving deep he pulls out whatever magic he can, but knowing it won’t be enough he dives deeper. Where the rest of his power is locked away. –I may die… to hell with it I am probably already dead.-
The griffin coming for him only wants to kill this two leg that already took so many of their lives. Only one hit will undoubtedly kill it. Just one hit is all it needs! Stretching out its talons for the kill, the griffin nears Slyfer at a breakneck speed. Then something happens, it did not expect. Multicolored lights starts to swarm around the two leg nearly blinding the griffin. The two leg screams in pain, but its one arm points toward the griffin. “Burn!”
Fire sprouts from his hand in a large cone and wards instantly flare up. The two leg had used fire magic before, killing a few griffins in the process. The griffin resigns itself to take the blow, but it stops as soon as it started! The flames quickly fade to nothing and the griffin cries out in frustration when it sees the two leg is gone. Not even a second later. Something hits its head then grabs onto it.
“Time to die pigeon!” Panic fills the griffin’s eyes knowing the two leg is on top of it. Another hit rocks its head downward and its body can only follow! Slyfer raises his hand nearly toppling off. With one last shout he summons all the wind magic he can his remaining arm starting to rupture and bleed with the amount of it.
The others outside clutching at their ears form the previous roar. Watch as a large hole is blasted in the cloud of griffins! Blood and feathers fill the sky, griffin body parts spreading out in sickening arcs. In the center a lone griffin is falling rapidly towards them on its neck is what looks like a red dot.
Slyfer strikes it’s head again and again. While trying to bottle up the magic that his killing him. His arm is useless now. His hand unable to make a fist, but with a grimace at the increasing pain he strikes it down using it more as a club than anything else.
The closer the griffin gets the more those down below can hear soft popping sounds as Slyfer’s blows rock the griffin’s head from side to side. With another hit a dent forms in the griffin’s and the griffin goes limp. Slyfer wants to roar out in triumph, but nothing comes out but a hoarse grunt. They soon spin out of control and plow into the ground Slyfer instantly getting thrown off somewhere.
The dwarf King now joined by snow elves and multitudes of his army’s golems rush forward. Alexo had elected to stay at the large tent looking over everything with a smirk until he heard the roars. The dwarf King in his own golem has a limp Luna in its hand. Trying his best to ignore Vinx who is flying around his head.
They all stop there rush towards the griffin that fell as two incomparably bright lights, light up the sky. One fiery and red like the sun the other green and sharp, cutting into their eyes. The green one breaks off and heads towards the griffin cloud. The red light grows faster. The dwarf King starts to feel dread and shouts at his men. “Brace! Braaaaace!” The golems quickly plant their feet in the ground and soil starts to fill around them. The snow elves act just as fast casting ice magic all around themselves and the dwarves forming a strange small mountain made out of ice and stone!
Before the defense can obscure the Dwarf King’s vision he sees something he thought he never would… two dragons! His ears still ringing from their roars he can’t hear properly but their voices fill his and everyone’s minds. Just one word, one word and his hope sinks deeper than the ground he is standing on.
“Die!”
Serena lets go of the wind magic she had gathered towards the griffins. It shoots off the sound it gives off like billions of sharp blades cutting into steel. Some griffins have already started fleeing, but it does them no good as the magic hits the dispersing cloud. Griffins are cut into small little pieces, the pieces are then cut smaller and yet smaller. The magic expands swallowing up more and more of them until not one is left. She swings in wide arc and witnesses Alric’s destruction. Even from where she is, she can here is chuckle as he unleashes a fiery hell on the human camp below. Soldiers do not have a chance to scream as they simply melt before the rolling flames hit. The ground almost instantly turning into a sea of lava!
Serena fearing for Slyfer berates him. “Fool don’t hurt the little one!”
He does not answer only sending an image of a bloody Slyfer lying unscathed on what seems to be an island surrounded by lava.
Inside the small mountain of ice and stone the dwarf King feels like he is being cooked alive, the ice melting despite the snow elves’ best efforts. His magic too is starting to fail him as the earth he summoned is starting to melt. Then it stops.
The earth shakes once and then again. The Dwarf King quickly looks down at the girl he had been carrying only to find her covered in a green light. The irritating fairy having done something. Using the last of his control over his magic the stone around him crumbles and others soon follow suite.
What they see makes them suck in a cold breath. Around them is what he can only describe as carnage. Lava covers the ground everywhere he looks, in the distance sits two beings unperturbed by their presence. “Dragons, how can there be dragons?” He half recovers and mumbles at first before finding his voice and commanding his troops. “Form a bridge.”
He has to repeat it a few times before the order is followed and soon a bridge is formed. To his dismay more than half of his troops are dead or severely burned. Looking to the side he can see the snow elves did not fare any better.
He takes a tentative step forward. –We are doomed, no maybe we can placate them. If we know what has upset them maybe we can salvage this. The humans however…-
The leader of the snow elves makes his way forward. “Should we approach?”
The dwarf only manages to nod before finally saying. “We have to, we can only try and appease them. Or we will all die.”
Vinx basically starts to jump on Luna’s head to wake her up. The stupid dwarf carrying them had knocked her out as she sat in shock. “Luna, wake up. Luna!”
Luna stirs but still does not wake causing Vinx to jump even more. Her heart is racing, since she was small she had heard of the dragons and now there are two standing in her presence. Slyfer is a dragon of-course but these are so much bigger and From what Slyfer has told her they can only be his parents!
Alric growls in annoyance at sensing the insignificant creatures come closer. Serena is muzzling the unconscious Slyfer with worry in her eyes. “Little one, please be okay. Forgive us for acting too late. Please be okay, Sky Mother please keep your prince alive.”
Alric cant bare to look at the broken Slyfer on the ground. Instead he feels the pain and anger rising like a hand to choke him. He had seen such a scene before, however, back then it was his mate and hatch-ling lying lifeless before him. –He still breathes… someone must pay.-
His large head swings to focus on the dwarf and Snow maggot walking towards him. They both freeze at his gaze. From where he sits he can smell the fear surrounding them. He snorts in disdain causing flames to sprout from his nostrils.
Heart frozen they watch as the large red dragon stands up towering over them. Now that they are closer the sheer size of the creature is enough to cause their blood to run cold. It starts to make its way towards them. The earth shaking with every step. The Dwarf King can’t help but look at its claw his mind easily doing the calculation. –It can kill me just by stepping on me.-
It stops and lowers its black spiked head, big red eyes pinning them down. “Who is responsible?” Says a deep almost cruel voice in their heads.
Both turn pale not knowing what to say. They don’t even know why the dragons are here!
“Speak!” They nearly topple over with the voice sending pain through their minds.
“We do not know why you are here? We do not know-“
Alric lifts his claw and strikes the ground infornt of them scooping up dirt and digging a trench deep enough for the dwarf’s golem to hide in. With a flick the rocks and dirt crashes against the wall that is easily more than a hundred meters away.
Both look at the trench that is no less than a meter away from them. Feeling his anger grow Alric decides to kill them, but a green light stays his hand.
“Old one is, is Slyfer alright?” Vinx can’t help but feel worried and had to ask.
The dragon looks at her, squinting a little as he does. “Fairy, you know the hatch-ling, what happened here? I was only able to see bits and pieces as he fought.”
Vinx flies closer and sends her voice to all around her. “Slyfer, Luna and I came to speak with the council. The army here is for us you see. Slyfer wanted to talk to them directly to persuade them of our good intentions, so that we could avoid a war. The human Alexo captured and kept us secret from the rest of the council. For some reason he was edging the war on.”
Hearing all this The Dwarf King looks at the Snow Elf, both starting to scowl in anger. The dragon turns to them. “You are weak and useless creatures.” The ground starts to crack as he crushes it below him. “I should kill you right now.”
“We did not know-
“Shut up! Your excuses are worth less than your lives that already belongs to me…. Oath-breakers.”
The last word knocks the breath right out of them, but they have no time to think as Alric turns to Vinx. “Where is this human?”
At this time Luna starts to stir, everyone’s attention instantly focusing on her. “Alpha?”
Vinx flies over to her. “Luna, he seems to be alive.”
It looks like bolt of lightning strikes her when she hears the words and she soon starts to struggle to get free. The Dwarf King not knowing what to do puts her down and she starts running not realizing Alric is there.
She makes it past his claw before a tail strikes the ground barring her way. “Little creature, where are you going?”
Luna looks to her sides a bit confused and then up right into Alrics snout. She stumbles a few steps back and just stares at Alric. He stares back waiting for an answer.
Silence.
Her instincts are screaming danger. Telling her to curl up and hope it does not eat her, but her heart is screaming that she must reach Slyfer. Balling her fists she points at Alric. “Big Red, move or Luna will kill you!”