Cyrus simply watched in awe as Wiflor battled the dragon on her own. However, when it began to crush her over and over, Cyrus was snapped out of his trance. "Wiflor!" He shouted, pulling a special arrow out of his quiver. It was noticeably different than the others. It seemed to be made out of dragon bone and layered with dragon scales. The feathers at one end of the arrow were flecked with gold and had an otherworldly shine to them. The arrowhead was curved in the shape of a fang. This was the legendary "Rose of Aracus", an arrow created with a bone, fang, and scales of the first dragon ever to exist. The feathers were supposedly the feathers of Azeke, the god of birds.<br/><br/>It was given to Cyrus by an immortal wizard in exchange for the answer to a riddle that had befuddled the old wizard for thousands of years. Legend has it that anything struck by the arrow would die instantly, its soul completely and utterly decimated by power that only a god could summon. It had only one use, and Cyrus intended to save it as a sort of family heirloom. But seeing Wiflor in immediate danger, he immediately didn't care. He would save her, no matter what.<br/><br/>Then, the battle turned. Wiflor managed to defeat a dragon, leaving them not only with a fortune worth of crafting materials and alchemical reagents, but they also had the dragon's hoard. But none of that mattered to Cyrus right now. He replaced the arrow in his quiver and ran up to Wiflor, leaving behind Atticus, who was furiously scribbling in his journal, trying to capture each and every detail of the battle in his writings. Cyrus looked Wiflor over. "Are you okay?" He pressed down on every part of her body, trying to feel for broken bones.