Serana had never seen so many humans gather to fight a fire...
The men carried buckets, the women carried flower baskets, and even the children held bowls emptied of water.
"Most of them can't do much, but... it's the thought that counts."
Serana fell silent for a long time, but Annan was in a hurry to fight the fire. He turned to the Elf Mentor. "Irelaniel, I'll take Dade and Miss Serana ahead..."
Irilanze's eyes sharpened at once.
Serana told Annan to go ahead without her, but he refused. "No. Your companions might misunderstand."
"All right..." Serana was about to agree when Irilanze spoke up. "You won't be much help there. Dade and I will go put out the fire first."
Annan had no answer. He could only watch as Irilanze, Serana, and Dade squeezed onto the dragon's back and flew away.
That had been his spot...
Just then, Olmedo arrived with the Mage Corps.
"How did you get left behind?"
"Putting out the fire comes first. I wouldn't be much help there anyway." Annan put on a mature air.
He split the arriving Free City People into two groups: Olmedo would lead the residents in clearing a firebreak along the mountaintop to keep the flames from spreading, while the mages would follow him to the western side of the mountains to fight the fire.
The raging flames licked at the druids' faces, nearly consuming their hope.
The Elf Druid's extreme words gradually took hold of the druids as their negative emotions overwhelmed them. They were on the verge of following him into the Abyss when a small, almost insignificant rain Clouds suddenly gathered above the sea of fire.
Sensing something, the druids turned and saw a white dragon approaching from afar. It carried Serana, Dade, and an elf