(Ashdeer POV)
Ashdeer grabbed Azriel as she rushed towards him. She was running like a mad woman, as if banshees were behind her. And then, Ashdeer saw the banshees. Well not banshees, but the demons and wraiths from The Blight. Ashmeer's ragtag crew were hot on her heels.
Instinctively he pushed her behind him. One look into those melting brown eyes and he was gone. All he wanted was to hold her forever in his arms and never let her go again.
But, there were demons to kill first.
He grabbed his sword, squashing the urge to transform to his dragon form and burn the creatures to death. Here in these caves which were no man's land, magic could turn malevolent in a moment. He did not want to risk it.
