Ezihol's eyes widened when Altos grabbed one of the lines in his mouth. Foolish. He roared, a devilish sound, when it burned his mouth, but he took this chance and swerved around. The acid dragon hissed and pulled back, surprised when a wall hit her. She was that close to the academy?
"Hey..." Rak muttered to himself, now completely sitting up and staring.
Iratus growled and narrowed his eyes, huffing slightly at the dragon that hit the building. The purple of it's eyes was...Familiar, to say the least. He was tempted to go there and stop the fight.