"Reinhart!" Maze called out as she rushed to him. The moment that the barrier fell, she, Aldren, and the Sylphs all rushed forward to find Reinhart standing alone.
Reinhart turned to meet Maze's gaze, but his mind was a whirl with everything he had just learned. His mind was also trying to tear apart the problem of the Dragon that Sprout had now pinned down. Even at this distance, Reinhart knew exactly what Sprout was doing at all times.
"What's wrong? Did you defeat whoever was controlling the Feral Dralkon?" Maze asked as she slowed down in front of him, but Reinhart shook his head.
"I had no chance of beating him, but we can talk about this later. There is a much bigger problem that we need to deal with right now," he concluded, eyes darting in the direction of the monstrous form of Kalissia who remained held down by Sprout's vines. "We need to figure out how to calm her down...or...we might have to restrain her permanently."
