A few seconds earlier...
BEEP
"Charge complete..."
"Firing now." She squeezed the trigger, causing the bullet to spring forward with a massive shockwave and burst of wind, tearing through the air and heading directly for Alister.
Draven, with the fastest perception among all the dragon generals, instantly noticed a single object moving far faster than everything else around them, heading straight for his lord.
In those split seconds, his purple eyes flared with lightning visible through the visor of his helmet. Purple lightning began to arc around his body, as though he were charging up to move with his lightning-fast reflexes.
He reached out with his left hand, calling in his thoughts, 'Come forth, Storm Cleaver.'
In that instant, a black rift materialized before him, with the hilt of his greatsword emerging slightly.
