"By the dragons…" Zara muttered as she took in the scene. Through the smoke-hazed streets, several corrupted dragons, some on four legs, some on wings, prowled the area.
These were Scourge-touched creatures, things that should never have escaped the Marked Zone. The air reeked of sulfur and decay.
Zara snapped out of her stupor and immediately rushed toward a fallen guard who was crawling away from a Scourge beast. She swept her arm forward, and a shimmering barrier of ice formed between the wounded guard and the advancing beast.
"Help the injured!" she called to the others even as she focused on holding the barrier. The Scourge dragon battered against her ice shield, cracks forming in the glowing defense.
Drake wasted no time. With a roar, he charged the wolf-like monster that had shrugged off the guards' attacks and swung a massive punch, connecting with the side of the creature's head.
Boom!
The beast yelped, stumbling from the powerful blow!
