Princess of Death
She screamed, urging the Draekon to lift into the air.
Even with the Draekons large beating wings pushing them up into the air, it still took them five seconds to make it up to Icran, still flailing, fear encompassing his face. The Draekon struggled to grab him in his claws as they fell together, his limbs getting in the way. If they merely caught him on the Draekon's back, he could be impaled by the spikes, or the fall would still kill him, the only way was to grab him and slow his descent.
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