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"The dragon!" Cuyo whispered. "Get to cover."

Lillian ducked behind a tree, dragging Skye with her.

Up there, was a gigantic monstrosity, that soared, roaring, flailing it's tail like a mighty banner of death.
"Wheelhaven!"

Aylo ducked down next to Cuyo.

"What is that." She whispered.

"Looks like an Air Dragon if I ever saw one." He said. He drew watched it fly along the horizon.

{Air dragon. I could control part of it. . .} She thought. Being a nephilim, Aylo excelled in using air magic. Though, she didn't tell Cuyo.

(Air dragons are dragons with long, slender necks and tails, sleek bodies, huge, powerful wings, and big frills, which use their enhanced lung capacity like a breath-weapon.)
"Maybe." He said.

Lillian looked up. An air dragon… she could control it if she tried hard enough. She kept this information to herself, though, and simply gaped at the creature along with the others.

"We need to get out of here now." Aylo whispered, looking over at Lillian and Skye. She pulled two short swords out.

Lillian nodded. She pulled out a bow and set up her quiver.

"It isn't too far to get to Wheelhaven," She started. "I think I can stop the dragon. I just need to get a little closer." Aylo pushed herself into a crouch.

"I'll help." Lillian drew her bow and joined Aylo.

She nodded and glanced at Cuyo and Skye. "We'll be back. Meet us in the square." Aylo ran to Lillian and motioned to follow her. They went down a path, the trees above so dense, that light couldn't puncture through it.

Lillian followed Aylo through the trees. "Nephilim?"

"Yeah." She glanced back at Lillian. "And judging by the way you look, you are too." Aylo turned around and continued to go down the path. The lights from Wheelhaven began to break through the darkness.

Lillian smiled. "I'll take that as a compliment." They trudged through the undergrowth, pinpoints of light shining through the foliage.

Cuyo drew his dagger and headed out. These people knew air magic, no doubt two of them might be able to subdue this thing.He arrived at the square, and stood there waiting.

Lillian drew her bow tighter and they finally exited the forest, skirting the trees.

( Sorry, I was gone too )

Aylo grinned and walked into the square. Merchants and troubadours bustled past them, shouting out prices and sining old folk songs. Tonight was the Festival of Lights, and nearly everyone was wearing a masquerade mask.

She took Lillian's hand, leading her through the groups of people. They reached a deserted building and Aylo stepped inside, starting to climb the steps. After a few minutes, they were at the top, the dragon's scales flashing in the moonlight.

People below started to scatter in fear, their silks and masks all blending into a smear of color. The dragon roared, it's sound deafening. Aylo looked up once again, trying to focus on controlling it.

The dragon opened it's mouth, letting out a vicious gust of wind that staggered most off the people unlucky enough to be caught in it, and sent items flying, Cuyo held onto his cloak and dagger to keep them from flying off.
"You guys ready?" He said, hoping the guards and soldiers would come.

People below started to scatter in fear, their silks and masks all blending into a smear of color. The dragon roared, it's sound deafening. Aylo looked up once again, trying to focus on controlling it.

Aylo focused on the dragon. Lillian joined, fixing her stare on it. She poured all her training into the one stare, willing it to obey her.

The dragon tried to resist Aylo and Lillian. She felt an odd sensation in her chest, threatening to break her concentration as the dragon fought back. Aylo continued to focus her gaze on it, pouring all her energy in, willing the dragon to obey.

Lillian followed the dragon with her gaze, staring it down. Come lower, she requested in her head when she felt as if the dragon was close enough to be vulnerable.

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