"A... a... Whyplet?" Diana said, confused. It was a lizard species, a lower version of wyrens, and moreover, it was wounded all over and almost at the verge of dying.
It was an odd situation, as the Whyplets were not native to that area.
The question arose: How did this come here?
As they were wondering, a loud noise echoed from above: KWWWWWWAAAAKKKK! KKKWWAAAKKKK! The Glorian vulture - the most dangerous flying spirit beast of the west of Yuria. Not one, but many, flew towards the injured Whyplet on the ground.
Shira shrieked in fear, cowering and tightly closing her eyes. "Oh my goodness!" uttered Dina as she held the princess close to her. "Save the princess! Save the princess!" she shouted at the soldiers.
However, some of the soldiers had already started running, showing their backs.
"Guys, gather up! Use all your mana... attackkkk!" shouted Yorick.
