C1327 The Pterosaur Killed the Enemy!!!

Starck's silver hair danced in the breeze as he gazed intently at the dense fog rolling in the distance, his brow furrowed in concern. The faint echo of a dragon's roar reached his ears from afar. A few paces away on the deck stood a burly wizard, his muscles bulging like a monstrous figure within a witchcraft matrix, from which billows of fog were erupting