Roar!
The vicious cries of the four elemental dragons simply marked the end of the world as the main forces of the empire charged in through Blink's teleportation arrays alongside the magic beasts. As far as these magic beasts are concerned, apart from the people of the empire, every other race present are just invaders that do not belong here and for that reason, they chose to fight alongside the empire to eliminate this threat.
Blink laid there on his back, gazing at the teleportation array dwindling in size as his consciousness kept fading slowly. With the amount of blood gushing out of his wounds, he was literarily lying on a small puddle of his blood, struggling to remain conscious but for how long?
As long as possible!