With magic and pride.

Jarvis crouched low to the ground, as his pride spread out, stalking their prey. The dragons circled overhead and he watched as they threw the scouts' bodies down from the sky, scattering their easy kill. 'Wait,' he commanded as the dragons made their second pass, this time blowing ice from their mouths, freezing the vampire's front line before a lone figure leaped gracefully to the ground. He signaled to his lions to split and take both sides of the wall, as the coppery stench of blood perfumed the air, and in one fluid movement, they burst from their cover, building their rapid momentum to get past the barrier and into the battle unfolding. The Vampyres never heard them coming as the Marcioni pride launched their massive bodies onto the nearest enemy, latching onto their throats and tearing out jugulars with relish. There was an impressive pile of corpses on his right as the Seductress wove her deadly web of swinging swords, pirouetting with lightning speed around an onslaught of