The final invader stood trembling, his weapon barely steady in his hand. Though his face was hidden beneath his visor his fear was unmistakable in his hunched stance and wavering grip.
He glanced nervously from Eccar to his fallen comrades and swallowing as he realized he was now alone against a foe who hadn't even broken a sweat.
Behind Eccar, Elena, Darek, and Tovan stared in shock. Their eyes wide and mouths slightly open. They felt no Magic radiating from him and no sign of the Dragonborn power they'd expected to see, yet he'd moved with speed and power they'd only imagined.
The enemy soldiers who each wielding advanced red laser blades had been taken down in mere seconds. The realization filled them with awe and of course, hope. If this powerful being was on their side, then maybe they had more bigger chance.
