As an unseen blur, Loimos went in ahead of them, reaching their of this ind''s defacto master, he perched upon the ceiling like a bat, unlike his loyal soldiers, he had sensed the life force of this slumbering beast, although terms like drake, wyvern and dragon were thrown around without much consistency, Loimos had managed to put his finger on what this draconic creature was.


    Fairly small in size, if standing straight up, it would be just barely above the height of a regr elephant, two wings, and two legs, a long tail ending with a rugged, roundish protrusion, most certainly meant as a way to club foes, without horns, eyes small, barely perceptible, this drake was entirely stony, resembling a rough sculpture, especially as it stood perfectly still, the movement of its chest as it breathed was unseen, it too was a master of camouge, to hide from what, nobody knew but it.


    Loimos could tell that it had lived for a long time, whatever had forced this creature to be invisible was long gone, perhaps bested, perhaps it had left of its own, itsir was filled with the remnants of many creatures, very few actually belonging to beasts of the ind, the drake hunted the marine monsters, dragging them here, where it feasted, leaving only the bones.


    A great being to be sure, an ancient living that had existed for countless years, it was strong, to his soldiers.


    Remaining in ce, they soon arrived upon the scene, without making a sound, silence was an aspect of death after all, so unless necessary, their advance was always made in perfect lull, and immediately, they perked into action, although silent, the winged drake sensed that something was off even in its slumber, being approached by death was not something its instincts left out, turning its fairly long neck toward therge group of undead, already into position.


    The two knights showed their quick thinking, as the foremost of Loimos''s knights, they had to demonstrate their capabilities to lead and fight, they had a wide array of soldiers equipped with different weapons to choose from, the ones carrying warhammer and other blunts weapons were quickly set to take the lead, the defences of their enemy was obviously of a great calibre, soldiers carrying tower shields stepped forward, supporting one another as they slowly inched closer, the drake howling, reeling its head back, it would appear that this small draconian was in possession of a breath of its own.


    But no fire came out, instead through the throat, from the depths within the chest, a spew of rocks emerged from its maw instead, striking the shields hard, but the shield-carriers were in formation, taught collective battle art to reinforce their guard, they were able of maintaining the line.


    Puffing its nostrils, shaking its head, the stone drake also appeared to have expected otherwise, moving from side to side like a prowling tiger, analysed the odd creatures that had unexpectedly invaded itsir and disturbed a most fine rest, the ceiling was high, but it was reluctant to take flight nheless, much too easy to ground oneself in such an environment, roaring once more, the uninvited guests were wholly unimpressed, keeping on moving forward, a arrow flying from above the shield, powerlessly bouncing off the beast''s head.


    But the me upon the arrowhead stuck, stirring panic at the unknown dark thing, it looked like fire, but to get rid of it, the drake had to drag the touched portion across the ground repeatedly, giving the aptly armed soldiers time to approach, not scared by the sudden and unpredictable movement of the startled creature, they approached the legs and struck, minute cracks appearing, the soldier quickly left without a target as the living jumped back, unleashing its hail of rocks again, the soldiers left in the open struck head-on, the solidity of their armours was put to the test, which it passed, the inner portion was well stuffed to support blunt force trauma.


    Having even a single mage would be of tremendous help, but s, Loimos''s ranks did not count any just yet, a hail of arrows set alight by Loimosfire befell the drake, who attempted to stir the air with ps of its wings, a little tote, a few of themnding upon the chest and inner portion of the wings.


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    Screaming with furious pain, the drake rolled upon the rocky ground, like an avnche of boulders, its movement was far from safe to approach, assaulted by a fire that left nothing untouched, the agony was far from anything it had ever experienced, thrashing until all was gone, clear gaps were left upon its might hide.


    Rather than keeping distance any longer, the winged drake charged directly in, the arrows clearly much more dangerous that the melee assault from earlier, the drake was not an intelligent dragon like Svaltimas, smarter than a typical beast, but a beast nheless, it moved in without considering everything.


    Both of the knights moved in, significantly faster than the rank and file, all soldiers taking out roped bombs of Loimosfire, swinging them in ce, taking aim as the two knights dragged their de across their vambraces, ignited them with the same dark me, the drake immediately wanted to cease it charges, but had gathered too much momentum, the dreadful des dug into the stone, dragged across, having moved to slow down, the soldier were given a perfect target, the bombs raining down, each only throwing one before rubbing some powder over their own weapons, setting them alight as well.


    The beast soon fell, and as it did, all mes dispersed, the men of Loimos all ceasing attacking as the pure undead turned back to his typical form, dropping from the ceiling, arranging themselves orderly once more, a few soldiers have been wounded, but their armour helped them recuperate as it mended itself as well, as far as it went, it had been a sess.


    But of course, Loimos wanted them to do even better, so he went over every single details of this encounter, pointing out every single w or things that could have been done better, overall though, the two knights had handed things well, now, it was time to take care of the dying drake, that might have attempted onest stand had it not been utterly frozen in fear.@@novelbin@@


    Without resistance, Loimos put his hand over the beast''s forehead, a bone spike emerging from the undead''s palm, piercing right through, reaching the brain, injecting his festering death directly within.


    Forming a pure crystal of death directly within, Loimos could have done many things, but the drake was a living being and he wished for it to keep its memories, and thus, leave its abilities the same, the stone drake would remain as is, even in death.


    Making specialist and specific creatures was left for those that would naturally emerge from the miasma-ridden soils, although creatures like dragons were rare to appear, it was not impossible and the morend were conquered the more likely it would be.


    Installing a miasma generator upon the very top of the high hill, Loimos left the dragon to watch over this ind for now.


    The next stop was right within sight.