Bab 347: Wyverns

"They are not dragons," Jenni corrected herself. "Wyverns?"

Agnes churned her dark essence, ready for a fight, as the pack of flying lizards flew right towards them. All of them were fiend-rank monsters. Agnes could deal with one or two of them with relative ease, but taking care of a whole pack was going to be nearly impossible, especially when she would have to look after two non-combatants.

However, before she could act, a golden figure with widespread wings came flying from behind the wyverns, throwing a huge spear of essence through one of the monster's heads, killing it instantly.

The monster's corpse fell as the golden figure swooped down on their roof.

"Playtime's over," Gale said, opening a portal to his domain. "Get in quickly."

The wyverns charged after him, but runes formed at a tremendous pace to create a great barrier behind him, obstructing their attack.

"Quick!" Gale shot them a glare.