The battle in the town raged as buildings burned. The air was hot and choked with smoke.
Lysander finally saw his daughter far away. Her scream made him turn back but her scream wasn't the only thing he heard. A loud cry rang right after and a giant eagle swooped down.
The gale generated by its mighty wings forced him backward. Lysander looked at the eagle and the snow elves who were not too far away from her.
He turned, racing for his daughter. The elf commander watching from the back of his giant eagle scoffed, drew his sword whose hilt looked like wings.
"You disappoint me, Lysander." The elf commander muttered to himself as he flickered, his coat fluttering and appeared beside Lysander, swinging her sword horizontally.
Lysander leaped over the sword but the elf commander caught the back of his collar and pulled him back.
