The presence of such a formidable creature was beyond his expectations.
Without hesitation, Aragon leaped onto the dragon's neck, where a saddle was already in place.
He settled into it with purpose, commanding, "Eliviraa, we have to catch that ship!" The dragon, recognizing the gravity of the situation, responded with a powerful thrust of its wings.
A torrent of dust and debris exploded from the force of its ascent, and the onlookers watched in awe as the dragon took to the skies with terrifying speed.
Eliviraa soared upward, its massive form dwarfing the ship.
The ship, now a mere speck against the vast expanse of the sky, struggled to maintain its momentum.
The dragon's wings beat with a rhythmic force, propelling it swiftly towards the vessel.
In a single, graceful leap, Eliviraa closed the gap between them.