Winged monsters were diving at the demons. They were bleeding and exhausted. Their formations had run out of Qi stones a long time ago but death was not claiming them that day.
The blue sky was transformed to an emerald sea of flames!
A massive dragon slashed with his tail and fine filaments of his mane launched in a myriad of directions to cover the demons as they retreated.
[The north side is safe, head there!] The Emerald Immortal's command was happily accepted as the raging ice storm beneath suddenly bulged. A massive roar combined with the howling wind as the storm was clearly controlled by the dragon!
None of them even knew that was possible!
Lind strained as his body felt like lead. He had been fighting for days as a horde had finally come to the Icy Path. The remote peaks were not considered a necessary investment since its natural barrier repelled the horde.
