The HalfBlood- FourthWing Fanfic

75- Finale pt.3

Ok... Don't burn his whole wing off...

One second I'm looking at Xaden going towards more of those big ass wyvern and in the next second I'm examining Rhy's wing. 

" Tell me what to do." I pleaded.

" Cut around it, then burn it. Simple." Rhys growls back trying to control his pain.

" I'm not a damn healer.." I grumble pulling out another knife doing as he says slowly cutting. I hear the faint growl as I keep cutting " Don't cut slow.. hurry the hell up..." Rhys grits.

I huff, " Sorry."

I try to hurry for his sake as I cut a larger hole afraid I'm taking to much off, but he assures me a dragon can still fly with over half of their webbing off of their wing...he also told me to hurry every other second making my damn hands shake.

I let some fire out softly, though that was easy seeing I'm nearly out. For that he makes no noise surprising me until I remeber when I tried frying him at the isalnd it had no effect.

I sigh. " Alright..." I say softly looking at him. " How long until-"

" Now." Rhys says sharply, " Segyl has bled enough for me." 

I don't fight, instead I hop on once more and we're off again going for Segyl and Xaden who was fending off two wyvern... barely.

Rhys takes one's throat in his mouth shaking it viciously, dropping the corpse below. We circle once again, Segyl clawing at the beast biting it's literal face off nearing us. She nudges Rhys lovingly before we take off.

" Any more?" I ask aloud, though that was almost instantly answered as 3 more come at us. Not just any wyvern 3 of those wyvern gryphon mutts.... " I would think all these damn things would die once I killed her."

" They only die once their creators die. Why send their creator to a war, one hit and it'd take out their entire fleet?" Xaden says quickly.

Good point.

They split all flying at us from different directions, I throw fire at the one, though they dodge it. My aim is even getting thrown off.

" Focus only fire when they're close child." Segyl points in my head, her voice sultry mixed with her usual edge, but also....worry? 

I nod tough I feel myself grow a little imbalanced as I lean forward just catching myself with my arm preventing myself from face planting on Rhy's back. I feel Xaden, his worry for me, along with the dragons.

I can feel all our exhaustion.

" Just a little longer Freya..." Xaden assures and again I nod as we keep a tight formation watching the 3 circle us... waiting for their attack. One makes their break towards us flying at devilish speed.