The Epic Guard's arm was severed by the blade of an Ascended Immortal, and the first of the Cerro shaped Greater Golems fell, while Yewan was tossed into the dirt, bleeding from his wing.
The little black dragon only had one thought, "get to the safe spot."
And there was only one safe spot around.
Karl.
The little dragon dove under the falling body of an Immortal, and between the legs of his remaining defender, the second Greater Golem, who was stalwartly defending the hatchling that he had been tasked with.
Despite the wound that had cost her arm, the Epic Guard fended off three Immortals at the same time, giving him time to escape, just as she had been ordered when the small dragon was handed to her.
A kick from the Ascended Immortal sent the construct sliding across the dirt, right before the attacker screamed in agony, clutching his face.
"{You like that? I'll claw your eyes out.}" Yewan shouted, driven to defend his new friend.
