[h1][center][b][color=D1FF00]Luke[/color][/b][/center][/h1][hr]
[color=D1FF00][I]A monster?[/I][/color] Luke tried to conceptualize what kind of monster a dragon would appear as in his mind. He fought many different types of monsters while he was hopping from guild to guild, but the way Grasidia seemed to emphasize that word was special. He tried to understand what she conveyed to him, but any potential answers came up blank. 

Unfortunately, he didn't have any more time to mull over that as his other guild mates came pouring out with a variety of expressions on their faces. Those who were grinning with anticipation, those who were worried, and those who were completely serious with a grave complexion. Luke seemed to be the odd one out with no special feelings being expressed on his face.

He seemed more interested in the vehicle that Grasidia conjured up as he hopped on it and pressed his hand on it to feel the texture. When he sat down on it, it accelerated at surprising speeds. The buffeting winds almost undid his short ponytail and knocked his headphones off. 

Luke just looked forward.

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Something that resembled a flying lizard, but blown up to gigantic sizes came into view. It seemed to be enjoying its ravaging of the city. Luke glanced at Gwendolyn and Astoria before having his attention stolen by more destruction below.

His eyes widened a mite as Grasidia went even faster and took off to the dragon that seemed to being revving up a devastating breath attack. He was thankful she managed to save people from getting butchered, but he was a little worried at her being sent flying by the whip of the dragon's tail. 

He and the rest of his guild were getting closer to it, which was when it fiercely turned with murder in its eyes towards their direction. The gargantuan reptile merely flapped its wings once and displaced everyone on the leaves with the strength of the gust it conjured. 

Blue. 

Just for a moment, all Luke saw was the wide blue sky that possessed an unmatched beauty. His attention from the battle was snatched away for just an ephemeral moment before it came rocketing back with the feeling of gravity that began to act on his body. 

Below him, Gwen created a platform. He righted his body in midair and lightly dropped on it. He had a nice position to view the battlefield. He saw the dragon that his guild mates were already engaging, and then he saw civilians trying to run and civilians that couldn't run. 

[color=D1FF00]"That's not good at all."[/color] He jumped off the chilly platform and headed towards those injured civilians. With his strength, he moved heavy rubble out of the way.

[color=D1FF00]"Are you...alright?"[/color] He titled his head slightly, a calm mood resembling a person who seems completely out of place in this chaos. The people in front gave a shaky nod, which he responded to with the same.

[color=D1FF00]"I'll carry you all out of here. Get on."[/color] He lifted multiple people out. Luke provided relief and aid to those that needed it. In the corner of his eye, he saw Felix doing the same with people in another area. 

He smiled softly as the last batch of people secured themselves on him. His image paints a somewhat comedic picture with people piled on him. [color=D1FF00]"Hang on tight."[/color] He jumped out of the danger zone to a more safe area away from the dragon. He glanced back at the battlefield to see the dragon standing strong.