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They needed to repel this dragon swiftly and decisively to deter the others. A mere stand off would only encourage them to join in. Taking a deep breath, Sylas tightened his grip on his sword.

"What are you doing? Get in formation with your retainers!" Ragnar barked as Sylas remained in place, his focus elsewhere. Toby and Rey looked to him, equally uncertain.

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