"You've got to be f*****g kidding me..." Muttered Tessandra.
Fighting men, no matter their number, was still conceivable, and offered chances to actually survive. However, with a dragon in the mix, their chances of survival were cut drastically short. Tessandra was trying hard to think of something, an opening, but right now, she was exhausted from her swimming, still not properly able to use her Dragon Fire, and they still had to care for the two that couldn't fight behind them.
"...Meet Jinn," said Jisel, as if it was a normal introduction. "Isn't my dragon wonderful?"
"It c-can't be your d-dragon," hissed Cessilia.
"Oh, right. It's actually my dead brother's... but he is still very much attached to me. And after all, who cares about the details? If I tell him to kill you, he will
