Taking out the Drakoshi was no problem, By the time I had killed three, Tamara and Skaja had killed one and Nerissa had killed the rest.
I saw out of the corner of my eye when we engaged Ulf being targeted by the flamethrower and assumed the worst as I left Zircon inside a body a moment to feed. Turning to him, expecting a charred corpse, I sighed in relief upon witnessing a bald and naked Lena.
Still, as I approached, I asked. "Lena, Ulf. Are you two ok?
Lena brushed her boobs of some ash before giving me two thumbs up. "Oh yeah, these fire fuckers are not so fiery. Their fuel was only around eight hundred degrees Celsius. Children play with fire hotter than that! Couldn't hurt me if it tried, weak ass punk as fire. Nothing like..." She began to murmur to herself about 'real fire'
Skaja then walked up and crouched down next to Ulf and inspected his wounds and nodded to herself 'field treatable.'
