Swoosh.
"Now!" Drogon yelled just as the Burrowing Basilisk rushed into the jagged woods.
Immediately, two Dark Acolytes ,both Tier 3 Iron Fighters wielding glimmering curved blades dropped from the trees above. They slashed down at the basilisk's back, catching it off guard.
The beast shrieked and twisted violently in pain, but reacted just as quick directing Its sharp claws and plunging it straight into one of the acolyte's chest, while its massive tail whipped around and slammed into the other, sending him flying and crashing into a tree, shattering it in the process.
Roar!
The basilisk whipped its scaled head around just in time to see two fireballs swooshing toward it. Curving its serpentine tail, it twisted its massive body, dodging the first blast only for an acolyte to suddenly appear and slam a warhammer into its flank.
BAM
The impact slowed the beast just enough for the second fire ball to land.
Boom!
