Their bodies were covered head-to-toe in green scales, and they could sling a surprising amount of mid-tier fire magic.
While these green-scaled fireravens were still no match for true dragon beasts or the dragons themselves, their strength was in their sheer, unending numbers.
When a wave of them was incinerated, necromancers like Vexis and Clymene would simply raise their corpses, and the newly undead beasts would rejoin the fray.
"So, bro. What do you think of my little pets?" Leonidas's voice boomed with pride through their private channel.
"They're brutally effective," Orion admitted without hesitation. The praise was genuine. "If they weren't up against dragons with their insane magic Resistance, your fireravens would scorch the earth clean of any enemy."
"Heh, I'm not just hyping them up. On a land-based battlefield, they're a certified apocalypse," Leonidas said, though a hint of pain crept into his voice. "It's just… the attrition rate is staggering."
