The weaker of the three Magma Dragons was being overrun by nearly a dozen Glacier Wyrms. Such an overwhelming attack was too much for the great beast. However, it still took fatally wounded four Glacier Wyrms before it was frozen over and killed.
Not wasting time, the seven remaining wyrms hurried to aid their leader.
"This one is our prey!" Dradich shouted. "Aid the army, now!"
Hurriedly changing targets, the wyrms bore through the cold sand toward the colliding armies. Thanks to the sand, their speed was incredible and allowed them to hurry into the Maldor forces. But the hidden high-level experts of the army targeted the wyrms and kept them at bay in order to keep the wyrms from tipping the scale of battle.
Dradich and Argyle had split up to tag-team the forty-five-meter tall Magma Dragon. While Dradich drew the dragon's attention, Argyle was rushing to the flank or coming from the side.
