"Get him out of here!" Lio shouted at Elyria as he wielded the dagger in his hand. The dragons had sensed a strong wave of power course through the air and immediately knew something was off. The only power strong enough to penetrate a dragon's thick senses was one stronger than its own. So who had done it?
"We can't hold them for much longer!" Elyria shouted back as she rushed to Damien. She grabbed his wrists and vanished to the other side of the living room. "You have to go deal with them now!"
Lio, sensing the urgency of the matter, raced to the front door. He stretched out his palms and in a blink of an eye, transformed to the mighty, eight horned dragon Damien had seen at the marketplace that day.
Immediately his transformation completed, the raging dragons outside immediately calmed down. The one who pried open the roof, placed it back, slid down and bowed to him.
