Before he could finish, the sound of frantic shouting interrupted them.
"My lord! Two more dragons have arrived!"
Sylas and his retainers bolted from the tent, looking out toward the horizon. Indeed, two more dragons had descended from the skies, joining the others.
"Unbelievable," Sylas muttered.
As if their numbers alone weren't troubling enough, these new dragons looked different, each exuding a dangerous aura.
The blue-scaled dragon loomed over the battlefield, its scales glinting like sapphires in the light, and it was nearly twice the size of any other dragon present. While one of the newcomers was only slightly larger than the others, the massive blue-scaled beast commanded immediate attention.
Toby muttered in disbelief, "What in the world are those things?"
"Mutants," Sylas replied curtly.
"Mutants?"
