Fatal Attraction- Book 1

My breaths came out in pants as the skies were filled with the deafening bellows of an injured beast. The pain that filled my body was indescribable, almost as if someone had ripped off another limb, one that I myself could not have placed claim to. No, this limb that was missing was almost like an extra arm, something I would use on a daily basis. Worry consumed me as tears of agony invaded my line of sight.
"Ardawn!" My breath grew ragged when he would not answer me, and kept moving towards any other wounded, only having one hand as the other couldn't stop putting pressure on the phantom wound at my shoulder blade. Dread crawled through my veins as the earth quivered and shook, something meeting with the blackened undergrowth. The screeching of claws against drakkonic flesh brought me back to attention, staring at the two closest fighting creatures. Red crimson was spilled across the entirety of the battle field, one loosing to another.
I had to do something, or my dragon would die. Summoning all my strength and digging into the reserves of my companions, I gathered all the power I could before releasing it onto the enemy drakkon. It took the brute force of the blast, which took off half of its head, and its neck lolled to each side as it went. It was no longer able to control itself, and without proper support, it toppled over on its right side, the force of the fall covering everything in a twenty-foot radius in brain matter. It was then, with tears still rolling down my face and my wing-less partner by my side, I knew. This war was far from over.