"What the fuсk.." [i]Irina had a vendetta against dragons, and anything that even resembled something close to a dragon. She didn't have time for this creature, unless.. unless it was Panta, or housed her somehow, anyway.[/i] [i]She found it too unlikely, though. Panta had called out to her, she could hear it.. as if the child was the flame itself, or at least held some control over it's vicious nature.[/i] [i]Yet Irina didn't have much control over the sudden screech in the distance.[/i] [i]High above, silver wings glinted in the burning night, as Freya rode her steed into combat. Compared to the dragon, the armored griffon was only a little smaller, yet adorned with hefty, lightweight plating. It circled about the dragon, as Irina used the opportunity to continue searching for little Panta.[/i]