Up in the air above the city Rhyana raced through the skies as several dragons chased after her. A rain of magical attacks harried her from all angles and it was taking nearly everything she had to keep ahead of them.
She tucked in her left wing, her body rapidly ducking down and entering into a spinning dive as she ducked under a dragon that had charged her from the front.
Yet she refused to stay on the defensive, she was a dragon, not one of these tamed animals that couldn't even think for themselves. No she still held her pride, she still embraced the wilds.
Her wings snapped open mid way through her dive, her flight patch instantly changing to angle her towards a slightly isolated dragon who's rider seemed to be repairing some grand spell.
The lightning covering her body suddenly surged in intensity, her speed climbing in concert.
The rider looked up in shock at her rapidly approaching form, he tried to react, to do anything. He was too slow.
