Elves archers moved on as the command led them. They all showed up on the walls and chest of mountain heights. Their flared arrows sat into each target. The sky was shimmering like the times that they used to play fireworks. Nariduna changed his path and got to help the castle settlers.
The bats left the stones and hit the walls. The rack-fall hit some men. All being well as long as they had legs to dodge and survive any serious damage. To bring them into a suitable state, the dragon moved along with clouds similar to a hasty wraith. As long as the bats were not able to soar too high, Nariduna could send them back to hell beside their riders. The blue fire embraced them within but the filthy creatures did not fancy that, as it was too hot to be tolerable.
