She awoke to the sound of leathery wings beating against the sky. As she slowly opened her eyes, her hand slid down to her side, which ached deeply. She soon realized she could barely open her eyes, as streams of wind blew fiercely into her eyes. At first she could only make out patches of red scales. She lifted her head and noticed someone was straddling the red scales before her. A shock of jet black hair was waving wildly behind the woman, who held a long spear in her left hand.