Silas watched in a mix of awe and horror as the other riders, now unseated from their chariots, turned their attention to the rampaging Long Neck.
The living statue, its stone body creaking with each movement, lumbered forward. The death knight of Shadowspire, a figure of darkness and decay, brandished its ebony blade. The serpentine rider, scales glinting in the arena light, slithered with deadly grace. And the demon of the Inferno, wreathed in flames, advanced with hellfire dancing in its eyes.
Long Neck, still gripping Silas in its jaws, swung around to face this new threat. Its wooden appendages clacked against the arena floor as it positioned itself, using Silas as a shield.
The living statue was the first to strike. Its massive fist connected with Long Neck's body, the impact sending shockwaves through the air. Long Neck staggered but didn't release its grip on Silas.
