pay attention to them. They ran as fast as they could. Draco noticed runic symbols dripping with magic beginning to glow around their hands.
Another howl seemed stronger. The dragon almost knelt down, feeling a vibration in his head and pain piercing his ears. He shook his head. He wanted to ask Aiden if he was okay, but he only saw the boy lying in a foetal position, holding his ears. Draco realised he couldn't hear anything. For the second time in a week, he had been deafened.
He looked at the terrace, which was lit up by increasingly frequent flashes. Hine had just stopped on the stairs at the barrier and threw his hands forward. The chains of runes flew towards the two nearest obelisks. It was clear that maintaining the spell was causing the mage problems. The second instructor passed him and rushed somewhere behind the barrier along the back wall.
The third howl was even more powerful. Although Draco heard nothing, the force of the sound threw him to his knees. The pain was hard to bear, but not the worst he had ever experienced. He covered his ears with his hands, hoping for at least a little relief.
Something flashed past the dragon. He did not know what it was, but it rushed towards the destructive force. The dragon did not have enough strength to try to follow whatever it was with his eyes. Suddenly, a shockwave passed through the air, and then the whole area was flooded with crimson light.
Draco wandered through the alleys of the port above Verde, trying to escape the approaching red light. Fear was his guide. He had never been so afraid before. Somewhere in his subconscious, he knew that what the crimson glow heralded was unimaginably more monstrous than anything he could think of. So he ran forward, faster and faster, further and further, but he couldn't lose the nightmarish glow. Suddenly, he found himself facing a wall blocking his path. The dragon turned around in terror. Something was close, just around the nearest corner. In an act of
