One remaining orc managed to slip out of the fray and ran as fast as he could back through the wooded road. The sound of his hurried breathing was picked up by the dragon flying over head. The sound of leathery wings beat in the sky above the treeline.

The orc almost made it to safety out of the woods until the dragon dropped down and snatched him in her claws. The orc squealed in pain as the dragon slammed it down into the ground with a thud. Immediately it surrendered and the black-shadow draconian stepped up out of the ground seizing the orc.

"Well, well, well, looks like this orc is gonna do some squealing and not in a good way, hehehe!" Dragolem grinned viciously. He grabbed the orc and took off flying back to the town where the battle took place.

The dragon merely took to the air once more towards the town and landed outside. Perthonexio was satisfied that the elves were safe for now and allowed the elementalist to return to her friends.

*******

"Always a wargoat will heed its rider. Always will it know if its rider requires aid," Lazheros stood raising his warhammer to the sky speaking in draconic as his weapon charged up with electricity. He pointed it to the remaining group of orcs and unleashed its full power as the Chain lightning arced from the first to the others and finally to the last.

"Wooweee!" Serna exclaimed at what she saw, "You took them all down with one strike! WOW!"

"Yes, well thank you, child," The bronze man brushed off the dirt that got kicked up from the spell he unleashed on the orcs.

"You're welcome." Serna replied with a smile as she lowered her shield and deactivated it.

The elven cavalry came riding back finishing off the remaining orcs that didn't get hit with the chain lightning bolt. The same rider from before rode up and halted before Serna and Lazheros, "I thank you for your aid again. I am Captain Andaerean, and leader of this unit under Prince Yew."

"You're welcome, sir, we are glad we could help," The Shield Maiden nodded, "Aside from tending to your wounded, is there anything else that we can do while we are here?"

"Stay here with the towns folk for now," The elven captain said atop his horse, "The battle field is no place for a child."

"Gee, how thoughtful." Serna replied sarcastically.

"The Shield Maiden was given a weapon of power to protect herself and others by Dungeon Master. Telling her to stay here will not work, captain." The Bronze Man holstered his weapon, "However, this is your land and not ours so I will leave judgement up to Prince Willow." Lazheros stated abruptly.

******

The wargoat trotted over to the swordsman turning sideways to allow him to mount up with the ranger's help.

"Thanks, Billy!" Irzen hobbled back onto his feet doing his best to put no pressure on his left leg, "Yeah, that's it. That's a good name for you. I think I'll call you Billy, Billy the Wargoat."

The wargoat shook its head side to side and snorted implying that the swordsman get on so he can get healed.

The Prince ran over to Irzen's side and did his best to steady the Drow, "How are you?"

"In a great deal of pain and feeling like crap," The Swordsman replied, "But I'll live. All I need is a good healer and I will be ready to travel."

Irzen climbed atop Billy and waited to see what the wargoat would do next.

The wargoat headed back to the town in a steady trot and the ride was surprisingly smooth for the swordsman with the ranger close behind them.

Dragolem dropped the crippled orc to the ground with a thud, and it squealed in pain. "We got us a squealer!"

"Oh, look!" Irzen smiled with a sickly devilish grin, "An uninvited guest. Master Card, I'm bored. The friendly natives will entertain me!"

Captain Andaerean reigned his horse around to the noise and drew one of his swords on Dragolem.

The draconian backed away from the mounted officer with both claws raised, "I'm with them."

"STAY YOUR SWORD!" Willow commanded as he ran past the wargoat and over to Dragolem's side, "This creature is an ally and a friend and I will see no harm befall it!"