Vivienne soared through the air, cradling Axelius in her arms, her eyes scanning the battlefield below. Lifeless bodies of wyverns and goblins were scattered across the grounds like broken toys, their twisted forms unmoving. Smoke curled from the places they crashed, and the guards stood around in stunned silence, their weapons still raised as if expecting another attack.
"What just happened...?" Vivienne murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. Her phoenix screeched softly from her shoulder, its flames dimmed now, feathers ruffled from the battle.
With a gentle descent, they landed on the ground, the wind swirling dust around them. Vivienne stepped off, her grip still firm on Axelius as she looked around. The phoenix flapped its wings once, then shrank down with a flash of light, perching neatly on Vivienne's shoulder. Its eyes glowed with a flicker of fire, watching the scene warily.
