Thin black wings were beating against the wind as the flyers pressed their attack from the east. Only their torsos seemed to have any meat on them, and with the people here being their primary source of food, it was no wonder they chose to attack. What we were seeing were people and beasts fighting to climb to the top of the food chain.
'Hannah!' Someone yelled as a flyer dug its claws deep into the woman's stomach before zipping away.
'Advanced magic is keeping this fortress from crashing to Sandor's surface; can't you perform a simple barrier spell to protect your people?'
Vanessa's eyes lit up with fury. 'Levitation magic has its uses, but why would we need barriers when-'
I felt the need to act as another two Heracleans were ferried away into the sky for later snacking. 'Claustra Omnia.'
