Chapter 5

The three dragons struggled against the wind. Barely keeping aloft, they flew upwards above the clouds, there was no better. They had Lord Kozemas's city in sight. A bigger version of the floating camp. Fire raged across its buildings. In the air, many dragons were locked in battle, roaring flaming balls of claws and scales, 1v1, the dragons fought across the sky. Some of the poor beasts had died, falling downwards taking....their riders? Some of the dragons had riders upon their backs. The three flew to lord Kozemas's side. Ripping the enemy flier off of him, the three attacked their kings assailant.
Quickly dispatching the poor beast, they moved to Kozemas's side. Following him to the next raging dragon-battle, they defeated the beast there to. In doing do, they saved the royal healer, Chartok. Immediately beginning to heal the Lord's wounds, he said, "Thank you three for coming. If not for you, we would have been slain. May the eternal fire's gaze be upon you." He then led the Lord to the castle, where he could heal him further. The three followed, transforming back into humanoids as the entered. The city was under siege as well, Men were swarming across the streets, attacking the resident's in their humanoid form. Many of the attackers screamed "FOR AZACTE!" or, "KILL THE DEMONS!" Ahzera neared a man and pulled his dagger. Stabbing it into the mans back, the interloper fell. Bleeding a crimson puddle, he died. As Ahzera removed his dagger, he was attacked from behind by two heavily armored men. Stepping backwards, he released a breath of fire upon the first one, melting the helmet, the man screamed in agony, falling back onto his counterpart. The second one raised his shield to block the fire, then charged. Ahzera flapped up and flamed down, scorching the attacker, he fell to the ground and joined his fellow "DemonSlayers."