The players' troops moved as a trained unit; the vanguard of shield warriors stepped forward; the rest continued to protect mages and healers; mages regrouped; and rogues and melee attackers spread out equally. .
Many men trembled at the mere presence of the Wyvern matriarch; even without her wings spread, they were colossal beings.
The air began to flow towards the monster's throat; it was like a vacuum cleaner, 2 meters in diameter...
"Attention those shields; it's a breath weapon!!!" Luckily, it was not a breath of fire or lightning; at least the images of the Wyverns had not been distorted so much in our world; it was pure air pressure, pure contained rage. More than 12 warriors came rolling on the ground while They were trying to resist.
