[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Cevian]

Raye's blast of fire engulfed the morph that was walking towards her. Most things, after having been covered in the flames of a dragon's breath, would probably be in a lot of pain but that seemed like a foreign concept to whatever these things were. Even as it and it's already rotting belongings burned, it kept shambling closer and closer to the dragon girl.

She let out another blast of fire. And another. And another. Each blast pushed back the morph a bit but it kept moving, albeit slower and slower, until finally it fell before her in a smoldering heap. Finally safe she gave a sigh of relief before remembering that there were others there and they were fighting more of these things. Everyone else seemed to be having a tough time. She didn't know who to help, looking around as Renata fought with one, Lennox finished another off, and Tiras fell to the ground after having finished the spellcaster. The panicked dragon just looked between them not sure what to do in this unfamiliar situation.