As if awaking from a dream, Pulse recoved from his stunned state. What he had just witnessed seemed like it took an eternity to process even though the events had only lasted a few seconds. The possessed human still twitching where he lay dead upon the floor. Both of his companions writhing in pain and screaming as though rabid or possessed themselves. The sudden appearance of a draconic form from the darkness. It was enough to make any man freeze in terror.
But now the brief nightmare was over, and Pulse knew that if he was going to live through this night, he would have to gain control over his fears. He had a sinking feeling that he had yet to experience true horror. The female dragon, while ominous at first, seemed to be well-intentioned. Perhaps he and his companions had a new ally.
Pulse took a deep breath to clear his head, and he walked over to help Rhakshi to his feet. Noting a concerned look on the panther's face, he asked, "Not to ask the obvious, but what's wrong? Are you all right?"