She clings on for dear life, unable to do much else.

They were in the middle of the field, still nowhere near the river, when the unicorn went down.

The fighting was thicker in the center of the battleground, where soldiers from both sides clashed together over the dead and the dying. The unicorn darted between the crowds, seeming to know exactly when a hole would open up, slipping through without slowing down. But Rowan was still on their tail. As the unicorn dodged the wyverns pass for the third time, a huge, rocklike monster reared up from beneath the snow, swiping at them with a massive club. It clipped the unicorns front legs, and the graceful animal collapsed with a shrill whinny.

She's just clinging to the wing and hoping to not die.

Lise fell with the unicorn, continuing to hold onto the scepter as she fell.

Then the white shape of the unicorn reared up, pawing the air, slashing with its horn, before it was pulled under the black mass. Once more, the unicorn reared up, its white coat streaked with crimson, several dark things clinging to its back. With a shrill cry, the unicorn disappeared into the churning mass once more. This time, it didnt resurface.

Something wet and slimy dripped onto Lise's arm. It was a goblin, its crooked teeth slick with drool as it grinned at her, flicking a pale tongue over its lips.

"Tasty girl dead yet?" it asked, poking her arm with the butt of its spear. The goblin grinned, raising its spear, then vanished under several tons of wyvern as the monstrous lizard landed on it with a boom that shook the ground, sending snow flying. Roaring, it reared back to strike.

She just clings to its wing.

She stared up at the wyvern, freezing for a half of a second then quickly moving away from it.

Lightning shot from the rod, slamming into the wyverns open mouth. The blast flung the lizards head back, filling the air with the stench of charred flesh. At the same time, it felt like something inside her broke, like a hammer striking glass, shattering into a million pieces. Sound, color and emotion flooded her mind, a bottled-up wave of glamour pouring outward.

Hopefully that doesn't hurt Isiea.

(ew tf)

She couldn't understand what was happening.