From behind a nearby hill, a sound resembling a mix between several steam whistles and the roar of a dragon boomed, heralding the arrival of the Makhania dragoons!

With unexpected speed, the clockwork dragon of Sir Tobrew flew over the hilltop with its wings spread fully and with its rider holding the lance in a couched upright position in his right hand.
The mechanical beast flew at a measly ten metres height, which cast a gust of wind which strongly gripped any loose cloth of the forsworn setting up their battle lines below as the machine whizzed past above.

Tobrew was running his trusty 'Aurora Kaotica Eleanora' at maximum speed over the battlefield, the entire situation was a mess, the alliance forces was trying to form battle lines, but it was made close to impossible when the enemy force was rising from the ground amongst them.
The lightning bolts were getting tighter and tighter, with a few well placed tilts Tobrew dodged two of them but had to fully pull in the wings and roll to his left to avoid a third.

Some distance away he saw Gargth letting loose a orb of destruction, with two alliance champions closing in. In another direction he saw a pocket of Eldanorré’s Loyalists who hadn't managed to get a proper battle line formed and risked getting surrounded by the emerging sand warriors of Gargth.
This simply will not do.

With a sudden jerk, 'Aurora Kaotica Eleanora' stopped her momentum and held herself aloft with heavy wingfalls as a lightning bolt struck where they would have been the next second.
With a tug of the reins to his left, sir Tobrew De Castillair had them fall sideways in that same direction before fully beginning to fly.
With a pair of quick wing strokes the dragon was up to combat speed, as it once more shrieked out with its distinct steam powered roar.
-"Behold! The divine light guides our path!" Sir Tobrew shouted just before the techno-arcana warbeast opened it's jaws fully, within the jaws, streaks of light seemed to form a ball of light as a whining sound grew in intensity.
Before its force threw back the head of the clockwork dragon, from its jaws a constant beam of orange light streamed out and slammed into the ground with great force.
The constant movement had the beam move through the front ranks of the sand warriors closest to the beseeched loyalists, easily moving far quicker than a quick courser the constant beam of holy sanctity danced through the dark sand men and annihilated all it touched, the beam cut a foot deep trench all along where it hit the ground.
The annihilation of the enemies closest to them gave the loyalists a pause to fully gain their cohesion.

As Tobrew stopped the strike he ascended and turned right, watching for a new target.