Never Trust A Necromancer

On the other side of the front, The king of the dragonic was sitting on top of a wyvern that had gem embedded armor on it. He looked across the battlefield with a grim expression. In the air he saw many opposing figures that had suddenly appeared, but what scared him the most was not the naga or the fact that he saw Ancient Tamal standing there but the two beings flying higher in the sky. "An ather dragon and a drakani. Both seem to have different evolutions compared to their ancestors. This…."