Battling the Skyship

Borealis slammed into the skyship like a meteor, a whirlwind of ice and fury. Protective wards flared beneath his massive talons, only to shatter an instant later, exposing the deck. Soldiers scattered, scrambling for the nearest handhold as Borealis reached the ship.

The leftmost deck crumpled like paper beneath the demon's titanic talons. The force of our impact caused the skyship to lurch violently, tilting precariously to one side and plummeting hundreds of feet of altitude. Soldiers screamed as they were flung from the deck, their bodies tossed into the air like rag dolls. Their cries echoed in the wind, fading with every passing second as they fell toward the city below.

I screamed, too, burying my face in Fable's fur. Borealis had attacked so swiftly that I hadn't a moment to grasp his intent or brace for impact. Amidst the chaos, R'lissea continued her spell casting, her soft chanting swallowed by the screech of tortured metal and the cries of the wounded.