The live chat practically exploded with questions and speculation.
"What's happening? Why aren't the dragons attacking?"
"Are they scared of the ape?"
"Maybe Alister has a secret plan?"
"The dragons must be waiting for the right moment."
"Come on, do something already!"
"Ha! Seems they've met their match."
"Maybe the ape is stronger than them."
"Must be all out of options since their breath attacks didn't work."
As the chat continued to fill with questions and doubts, Darven suddenly spoke up.
"My lord, grant me the honor of cutting down this foe!"
Alister, quickly snapping out of his thoughts, paused for a moment before he nodded. "Go ahead, Darven."
"Thank you, my lord."
With that, Alister leaped from Darven's head and landed on Cinder's. The shift in his weight barely disturbed her as her eyes remained fixed on the Crimson Berserk Ape.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!