Sabrina's POV
Sabrina watched the dragon fly through the air after being attacked by one of her magic wolves.
Her face was pale, the circlet on her head was an artefacts that boosted the strength of her will in exchange for mental energy.
Creating projection realm wolves took too much will, her mental strength was really low right now.
She touched the circlet and felt sadness rise up inside her, this was the last remnant of her entire family.
It was still pouring will into her, with it she can do one last magic trick she normally wouldn't be able to.
With a mental command, all three wolves disappeared and appeared next to the dragon.
They swiped their claws at him but he again moved in a manner that should've been impossible for something his size.
She drew a heavy breath trying to regenerate as much mental energy as she possibly can.
Nic also lunged at the dragon, his Windslasher stabbed towards it massive eye but it moved at if it can see his moves before hand.
