Wrathion rears up himself, wings beating as he propels them higher into the sky. These creatures may be larger than him, but he's agile -- dodging his way between them as he circles up. His wings flare out again for stability as he reaches a higher altitude, beating to maintain height as he breaths fire on another frost wyrm aiming to follow him.
"She must be nearby."
Opal, that is. Surely she cannot have gone far. If only they could get rid of at least one of these frost wyrms, it might be easier to search...
There's a surge of magic, and then the area fills with... more of Wrathion, all seemingly with Emilia perched on top. Something to slow down the attacks on them, to distract them and buy time while they form a plan.
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Wrathion rears up himself, wings beating as he propels them higher into the sky. These creatures may be larger than him, but he's agile -- dodging his way between them as he circles up. His wings flare out again for stability as he reaches a higher altitude, beating to maintain height as he breaths fire on another frost wyrm aiming to follow him.
"She must be nearby."
Opal, that is. Surely she cannot have gone far. If only they could get rid of at least one of these frost wyrms, it might be easier to search...
There's a surge of magic, and then the area fills with... more of Wrathion, all seemingly with Emilia perched on top. Something to slow down the attacks on them, to distract them and buy time while they form a plan.