XANDER
Between Xander's arrow and Faith's immediate screams, he didn't know which happened first.
But his arrow definitely hit its mark before Kang or any of his colleagues realized what was happening.
Many things happened at the same all at once.
Yellow, the dragon howled, eyes spitting fire. But it couldn't move for the draconite made arrow was sticking at the intended target; the vein that connected one half of its body.
With one wing mobile, it was unable to move its head or conjoure its breath… at least for the time being.
But Kang on the other hand, the coward he was, scrambled in a scream, mounting the immobile dragons back. He tugged at the reins, screaming that the dragon should take flight but it remained ever mobile.
The four soldiers drew their knifes, eyes darting around to see what was coming for them.
