Seeing that Lianna's earlier arrogance had vanished and her eyes had regained a measure of clarity, Lynch sneered inwardly.
'Strength, it seemed, was the only thing that could make someone regain their senses and be willing to talk things out calmly.'
Just as Lianna found herself in an impossible situation, caught between a rock and a hard place...
Suddenly.
"WHOOSH!!!"
A powerful gust of wind swept over the area, kicking up a vast cloud of dust.
Everyone looked up to see a massive shadow swooping in at incredible speed, like a diving fighter jet.
It was a winged bone dragon, its menacing skeleton stretching over ten meters long. Inside its draconic skull, an eerie green Soul Fire burned.
A tall figure stood upon its broad back, facing the wind.
Her black Mage Robe whipped about in the gale. Her exquisite face seemed veiled in frost, and her lake-blue eyes brimmed with an icy chill and Evil Qi. Though she had not yet arrived, her voice was already echoing across the area.
