The leading black dragon roared, its tail swiping heavily, sending Gray and Tenidas flying away together.
Their bodies floated in the air like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily into the snow, creating a deep pit.
Catherine drew her light sword to restrain the leading black dragon, while Vivian rushed next to Gray, frantically clawing at the snow.
"Gray! Gray! Don't die!" Vivian cried out.
"I... I am undead, I won't... die." Struggling to speak, Gray answered weakly from beneath the snow.
"But I will die... This time we're really done for..." the black cat muttered hazily in its last breath.
Aikleion and Lucy wanted to come and support, but the attackers surrounding them were too many, and they could barely protect themselves.
Archil Norman fell heavily to the ground, blood flowing from his eye sockets, slowly staining the snow.
...
"What are you waiting for!" Richie roared, nervously looking at Abraham in the distance.
