Gadal shrieked loudly in pain as her whole right leg crumbled and fell off.
Cassandra's eyes blazed with rage and determination; the violet in them seemed to burn like a witch's fire.
Her right hand stretched out, the ball of fire, pulsating with energy, danced on it again, ready to be hurled at this creature which had dared to hurt her mate.
Her shield assuringly covered Duskborn as she called out.
"Faris! Razial! Help Duskborn. I will deal with rest."
Both of them shuffled forward and began to untangle the dragon from the white web that had him trapped. The material was so hard that it was even impossible for Faris to cut it with his axe and Razial with his sharp icy knives.
