"Jack…!" Broidrireg called with worry.
He lunged at Azzarilth, attempting to free Jack, but Azzarilth dodged using shadow flash before following with a kick that stopped Broidrireg's advance. She then flew back.
Eoranth was rushing over, but a series of draconic roars took his attention. At the same time, Jack saw multiple red dots approaching on his radar.
Ten obsidian dragons from Azzarilth's brood were flying over. All of them were level 85 mythical grades. They opened their mouths and fired their breath attacks at Eoranth and Broidrireg. The breath attacks from these dragons couldn't deal meaningful damage to broidrireg and Eoranth but they still stopped the two.
"Playtime is over," Azzarilth told the two. "I've lost my mood because of this pesky outworlder. Now, it's time for the two of you to die, but before that…"
Azzarilth turned to Jack. Jack looked away. He still didn't want to stare at Azzarilth.
