When they reached the next level, they saw even more Twilight Cultists and Orcs whipping various Red Dragons. The poor Red Dragons let out agonized cries.
Unable to bear watching the Red Dragons suffer, Chromie cast a spell. The Twilight's Hammer guards and Dragonmaw Orcs watching over the dragons all walked to the courtyard railing on their own, then jumped down.
"Hey, little dwarf, you've got some skills. This is pretty easy, isn't it?" Onyxia praised. "I didn't expect you to have a spell that could make enemies kill themselves."
"Ugh, I didn't want to do it either." Chromie said bitterly. "Time Magic shouldn't have been used on mortals in the first place, but those disgusting bastards are abusing our Dragon Race. No matter how we deal with them, it wouldn't be too much, would it?"
Deren knew that Lezi Long was still a good dragon with principles. In the game, every player who encountered her felt safe—though she was a little flighty, she was generally kind to mortals and willing to communicate.
He patted Chromie on the shoulder and comforted her. "This isn't your fault. They challenged the dignity of the Dragon Race. No, they challenged the dignity of all life. Whether they abuse dragons or any other race, they must be punished."
"Mm, Deren understands me after all!" Lezi Long finally brightened up. She stepped forward, unlocked the Red Dragons' chains one by one, and loudly declared, "Red Dragons, my brothers and sisters, you are free. In the name of Chronormu."
"Roar!"
Unfortunately, these Red Dragons might have been born unnaturally, so their intelligence was rather lacking. They could only answer her with primitive dragon roars.
"Fine, fine. Stay here and don't move. Once we've cleared out all the enemies here, we'll come back for you." Chromie could