From the Dragon cloud wings started to fall lava into the village. There only the Vampire was focused into surviving as the Dragonborns and Kobolds were trying to hold him so he could be hit by the fire rain.
"GET OUT OF ME!", he said to them while he slashed a few of their throats.
Of course everytime he did kill some Kobolds he had to make a mental note where the body fell. This was his only way to change the battle flow into his own. The Dragonborn on the other hand were used to rise blood shields.
"Isn't he going to land?", this was his only concern for now but something was on his side. "The lava on his body is going away.", a smile appeared on his face.
"EVIL PLAGUE.", the Dragon shouted and clapped its wings into the ground direction.
