The journey hadn't been that long; it was actually even faster than flying with Karol's magic.
But now that they were already close to the dungeon.
They had to divert their path.
Because... something was happening in the elven village, and Ryan couldn't help but want to go and investigate.
The wyvern began to slice through the wind at full speed.
The closer they got, the more everything began to come into focus.
Smoke clouds everywhere.
Fallen and scorched trees.
Everything indicated that a great battle had been waged there.
"What happened here?" Ryan asked himself.
When the wyvern was only a couple of meters from landing.
Bang!
The wyvern's body went flying to the left from the force of the powerful attack that struck it.
The wyvern shrieked in pain.
Beatrice jumped.
And Ryan fell beneath the wyvern, being crushed by its weight.
'Damn it, what was that?'
The wyvern was on top of him, writhing. Ryan managed to crawl his way out.
"Recovery."
