Freed Dragon

They had fear in their cold, black, unbeating heart to see him standing near her. The spell did not work, merely slowed him down to enter this area but he got in nonetheless. He found her even when they cloaked her with everything they got.

Each one knew they stood no chance against him. They were rushing to their own painful deaths. And it was going to be torturous, a massacre that he was known to leave in his wake, among all the species. But what good is running away going to do when they knew they will die anyway at the hands of their master if they return empty handed without the dead body of hers.

They might as well die whilst trying mindless. 

From all around him, they struck as one; in unity they tried to defeat him but alas, it was in vain. He stayed as still as he was, didn't even move his arm an inch. He didn't need to even flick a finger.