Moraxor and his forces watched in a mixture of despair and growing apprehension as the enraged Bloodburn Queen mounted her mighty dragon and charged towards the faltering Kraken.
The sight of the two, both brimming with fierce determination, sent a shiver down the spines of even the most hardened warriors.
Whispers of unease rippled through Moraxor's ranks as they witnessed the formidable duo tearing through the skies, a dark omen of their impending doom.
The once-confident soldiers, who had reveled in the Kraken's initial dominance, now found their courage waning, their faces etched with worry and disbelief.
Moraxor himself clenched his scepter tightly, his knuckles white from the strain. He had underestimated the Bloodburn Queen's resolve and her strength.
"Isola…" Moraxor mumbled with a grimace, his face twisted with fear for his daughter's life.
