[Bottom of the cliffs/River]<br/>Mav was alone for several hours as he made the sluggish Jorney to the river as previously discussed with Drask'Haohao, Isis' body was increadibly heavy, as if it were made of iron, there were several moments when he contemplated dropping the massive load but he was wise, he reasoned, she would need her arms to forge him some new gear when they returned. For what is a blacksmith with no hands? He contemplated philosophy of the like, as many star readers would in their spare time. And when he reached the river he was granted a much needed vision. Wayawulf braves, bolted forth and releived him of Isis's broken body, three in all, each one carrying a third of her bulk on their back, they came and bolted back to the river, making it much easier for Mav to walk aside from his injuries. When the Drask saw Isis his mouth dropped for a moment before bellowing, "GET HER TO JAMUDA YESTERDAY! NO STOPS!" The braves then bolted down the riverside, keeping their spikes down and their energy at mid charge.<br/><br/>The Drask aproached Mavolus, "What on this green land happened? You look like you've been in a fight with a demon..." The old wolf seemed sincerily worried for the leviathan. "Lets get those wounds tended to, you can tell me the whole thing while the squalls bind your injuries." The Drask led the star reader to the river side, where fresh water, home mixed ointment, and a herbal remedy that tasted absolutely horrendous awaited him.<br/>-<br/><br/>[Plains]<br/>As the two Zaziggi charged Springlatch, a third bird wyvern emerged from the shadows of the encampment, a large female Kohggi, Kohggi were known for their fire attribute and bladed tails, she had white skin, and red natural armor plating down her back and outer limbs, the Zaziggi were so focused on the deviant that blew up their platoon, that they didn't even knotice the female Kohggi as it ran up and rammed the rear Zaziggi, her heft knocking it over, at which point she planted a hind claw on its back oppened her maw and engulfed the Zaziggis head, starting to swallow it up whole, when it squirmed too much she leaned in crushing down harder on its chest.<br/><br/>The remaining Zaziggi was still in the 'charge' mindset and atempted to slash at Latch's hip with its short swords, its training was terrible, it clearly had poor practice partners. It didn't account for its opponents weaknesses, probably used to striking in great swarms rather than one on one.