Cyrus smiled at Wiflor. "Good job." He took out a rag and gently cleaned the blood off of her forehead. "Man... that strength..." He put the rag in his pocket. "Alright, let's head in."<br/><br/>"Very good. Let's try not to get too mangled this time." He and Cyrus carefully approached the door to the tower. However, as they took their first step onto the stairs, a huge roar came out of nowhere, its source after awhile was determined to be the top of the tower.<br/><br/>"Gryphon?" Cyrus asked, looking up and watching for anything. Atticus shook his head.<br/><br/>"No... no. If it's what I think it is, this is much worse. Come on." Atticus walked up the steps and opened the grand doors. They creaked as the old man struggled to push them open, eventually getting help from Cyrus. The two opened the doors rather easily together, only to find that any light in the room had been snuffed out. Atticus conjured a flame in his hand and appeared to toss it. All the torches on the wall lit up, revealing the bloody carnage inside. There were many bloody skeletons inside, some sleeping on bedrolls, others laying across tables, and more on the floor in various positions. Upon closer inspection, it would be clear that they were eaten by something. "Dragons." Atticus said simply, a scowl on his face.