<div style="text-indent:1em;"><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;">Brynn stared blankly at the stone ruins of what had been the temple mere minutes ago. Pure horror and apprehension were painted on her face, the first time she allowed for her raw emotion to be physically expressed, the first time she has ever felt like prey. She drew her blade despite knowing it would do nothing against the ebony reptilian atrocity arose from the stones; however, it gave her an odd sense of comfort as she faced the bane of anything that stands in its wake.</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Ragnar, on the other hand, watched the dragon, mute. His face harden with a mixture of fear and anger. His eyes frantically surveyed the chaos surrounding them. His voice boomed over the screams of Vadosa's citizens as he yelled at some of the guards, trying to get them to run to the gate as they attempted to rush towards the collapsed temple. </div>