"Fly faster!" Vir felt a wave of great anger inside his chest. "If they leave this morning, that means right when we arrive in the country. There's still time to catch up with them before they arrive at the Central Empire!"
The Bald Wyvern seemed to understand the concerns of the man on its back, then let out a loud yowl, and flew with increasing speed.
"Don't let them take the girl to the Imperial Palace," Vir said, again. "Or she will end up dead. The Asurry race will vanish forever!"
Whoosh!
Meanwhile, Magnius the Mighty with six Imperial Soldiers flew more leisurely on the backs of their respective dragons, forming a formation like the letter V.
And just when the sun was at its highest point, Vir caught up with Magnius' group. Of course, by forcing the Bald Wyvern to fly faster without a break.
"Take them down!" Vir commanded his dragon mounts.
Blast!
