A sleek jet streaked across the sky, travelling at the speed of sound towards Anbord. It travelled so fast that hordes of void-born scattered around couldn't keep track of it.
Inside the jet was Regnare and his crew, the Knights of the Dawn Cross. They'd completed their mission of helping the elven empire, Alfheim, to defend against the void creatures and also establish an unofficial alliance with the empire.
That was what they were supposed to do, and they executed it... Exceptionally. They had been invited to stay when they heard the loud explosion, followed by an angered roar. And then they witnessed a battle of insane proportions: one serpent against two true dragons. From the sheer magnitude of the battle, they could tell that it wasn't some projection or illusion; not when they could literally feel the tremors in the space around them. Even the shockwaves from the battle hit them and erased hundreds of void creatures.
