The sky was controlled by Valtheris.
At least that is what the people who rode on wyverns thought.
Their wyverns cast shadows over the forest as people ran away in fear through the streets of the town on the border. The big wings of the wyverns. Made dust and things fly through the narrow roads.
Then swords clashed.
People were screaming.
Above all of this Vaelor was watching.
He was sitting on his wyvern looking down at the people who were surrounded below him.
He was very calm. Seemed interested.
He told his people to get into a group.
They did what he said away.
The wyverns moved across the sky blocking all the ways the people could escape.
Kael was very upset. Said bad things under his breath.
He said that the people on wyverns were trapping them.
Tomas made a wall to protect them when a wyvern came down low and tried to hurt them with its sharp claws. The claws hit the wall and made the ground crack.
Tomas shouted that they could not keep this up.
Lina ran across the roof of a building using her knives to attack one of the riders. The man screamed before he fell off his wyvern and got lost in the crowd.
Another rider came right away.
There were many of them.
Elira pulled two kids to a safe place when a wyvern flew over them screaming loudly.
She told them to stay
The wyvern turned around. Came straight at them.
Its mouth was open.
Kael tried to help. He was too far away.
Tomas magic wall was breaking.
Elira could not move in time.
Then something moved across the place where they were fighting.
It was very fast.
It was a blur of silver.
It was Ronan.
He used his sword to hit the wyvern in the face and jumped up using the broken things on the ground.
He did not hurt the wyvern enough to kill it. He made it change direction.
The wyvern crashed into a building of the people.
The street was filled with dust.
It was quiet for one second.
Then the Holy Crest started to glow.
A light came from Ronan's arm.
It was not an uncontrolled light.
It was responding to the fact that Ronan wanted to protect the people.
Ronan's eyes opened a wider.
The light got bigger and then smaller.
It made a sharp and bright spear in Ronan's hand.
When the spear appeared, the air changed.
Even the wyverns reacted to it.
Vaelor leaned forward on his wyvern.
He said that this was interesting.
The spear was shining with a light and had very clean edges.
It looked elegant and deadly at the time.
Ronan looked at the spear for a second.
Then he moved.
A wyvern came down from above.
Ronan took a step forward. Threw the spear.
The spear went through the air like a beam of light.
It went through a wyvern's chest.
The wyvern. Then fell from the sky.
The spear. Then came back into Ronan's hand.
The people on the ground stopped fighting.
Even the Valtheris riders were hesitant.
One of them said that what Ronan did was impossible.
Ronan did not say anything.
Another wyvern came at him.
This time Ronan jumped up.
He turned the spear in his hand. Hit the wyvern as he was, in the air going through its hard skin and armor.
Then he landed back on the ground.
He did not waste any movement.
He did not use much force.
He was very precise.
Kael stared at Ronan.
He said that Ronan was fighting the wyverns alone.
Vaelor was smiling.
He was not scared.
He was excited.
He said that the legend was still alive.
The fight got more intense.
Now the sky was not safe anymore.
For the first time the people who rode on wyverns realized that they were not hunting weak people.
They were fighting the Hero.