The masked man had entered the battlefield.
When he did, a significant portion of the attention of all the players involved honed in towards him and the massive Carven that he had subjugated with his Undeath before beginning his journey.
'So, he's here…' the amalgam thought, the blaze in its large sockets growing all the fiercer.
Jerthrax's reaction was even intense, however. It looked as though the dragon had been waiting had been waiting for this moment exact moment.
The Herald had by no means been ignorant of the scum that had been coming for his life, after all.
His huge blue eyes narrowed… and the world screamed as he moved at speeds beyond light toward the masked man!
The chain that the amalgam had pinned on his chest did not stop him, and luckily for the amalgam, the chain could grow as needed, otherwise he might have been pulled along at the super brisk pace.