Like every other dragon, Ior was famous for her cruelty, to the point of being called cold-blooded.
Erika Ior, the Blue-Eyed Tower Master, had that side to her as well, but among the dragonspawn, she was the most understanding, and her wisdom in resolving incidents had earned her great respect.
That was why few people ever got to see her magic in person.
The elves were currently suffering through one such rare occurrence.
Five streams of water were sweeping away the elves like a river swollen by midsummer torrential rain.
“Everyone, take cover!”
“Rune of Protection!”
“Use the Rune of Interference to shatter its form!”
Hundreds of elites had gathered, but no elf present could stop Ior, the leader of the dragonspawn, now unrestrained by reason.
Even their sophisticated command structure, moving through their shared minds, had no opening to attack...
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