1765. The Wyvern Queen

The roar that echoed caused many of the soldiers to still fall to their knees. Alice had started aiming to buff all the groups and the life mages had come out of nowhere with a sound dampening spell. 

The skills used were enough to lessen the attack of sound on the soldiers but to the wyverns inside the ruins, it was vicious. 

Not only did the sound hurt their eardrums, but it carried with it the purer dragon bloodline strength. A roar that totally pushed them away when it came to bloodline dominance. Any monster would understand the feeling of this sort of strength. A strength that was older and more powerful than theirs. 

The secondary echo of this was a simple screeching roar in retaliation. "That was the wyvern queen. All groups move!" Walker had Onyx send these orders to everyone as the engraved wyverns appeared in the open space of the ruins. This allowed Walker and the royal dragons to move in to the dig out area with ease.