Revenge of the Shadow

[Brokehorn4000]

IC: Relief spread across my face as Sicirus leapt at the attacking orc. Then the pain again made its presence known. I grimaced with the sting and clutched my leg. Sicirus knelt down quickly, now in her human form, and put her hands over my aching leg, as smooth light was emmitted from her palms. The tide of pain was washed away slowly as Sicirus' healing became complete.
"Come! We can cause more damage as wolves," she breathed heavily. I hastily agreed and became a wolf, except I began forming the fiery cocoon I had only used once before. It was much easier than the last time I had attempted it. Sicirus nooded in affirmation as I made the transformation. I was going to help the dragons now. I took to the skies and found Milherad soaring with bloodied wings next to Salanar. They at first looked at me with surprise, but then they understood. We had only twelve dragons left, and to spare them we had to land once more because of the threatening storm clouds approaching. Lightning crashed in the distance, and sheets of rain came thundering down on the battlefield.