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Lytt whirled as Teagan released an enraged battle cry, headed straight for the dragon.

The thing hissed, waving its head.

“No! Teagan!” Lytt tried frantically to stop her friend as he brought the axe to bear against the dragon’s armor. Sparks flared in the smoke as metal scraped metal.

The beast snapped, its jaws clashing like a million cymbals.

Teagen had collapsed. Lytt dashed over, ignoring the pain in her ankle. Franz shot ahead and dragged Teagan away from the monster dragon before it could completely smash the fallen hero.

Lytt helped Franz drop Teagan into the hole. She was angry. She was really, really angry.

The dragon stalked closer.

Franz leapt into the hole after Teagan, calling Lytt’s name. She folded her wings and prepared to jump.

Metal scraped across the floor.

It was right behind her, preparing to kill.

Some animalistic instinct kicked in and Lytt flattened herself against the floor just before the dragon’s jagged teeth snapped her back in half. She scooted her way beneath the beast, looked for a secure hand-hold, and clung to its armored belly.

Hissing, the machine snaked its head back and forth, obviously looking for her. Apparently giving up, it proceeded to try and force its head through the opening in the floor.

It couldn’t feel her.

Lytt glanced at the metal beneath her hands. It was layered in plates, and she was gripping the small cracks between each scale.

Something glittered.

Lytt go, her wings softening her landing so that the dragon didn’t hear. She edged away, stood, and shouted, “Hey, Franz, up here!”

The dragon’s head whipped around her way. Metal clinked as a suit of armor toddled her way. With a sweep of her wings she sent it flying, where it struggled to get on its feet again.

Franz had popped out of the hole and was eyeing the dragon as it calculated both foes.

“There’s something inside it,” Lytt explained, drawing her knives. “Something glittery.”

“Wires.”

What were wires? Whatever, hopefully Franz could figure it off while she kept the beast distracted.

The dragon chose Franz as its target and charged.

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Ok… well… that wasn’t how I imagined that piece coming out. XD Sometimes one can’t plan ahead. @rusted-knight (Although, since you’re back, @anne_the_noob14, you could write a piece for Dharin…)