[h2]Miina Malina[/h2]

Miina regarded the radio with a blank gaze. What, exactly, was she meant to do with this? She had [i]one working arm[/i] and it would be occupied… nonetheless, she shoved it into a pocket where it would be somewhat safe. Who knew, maybe one of the others would need a replacement.

The rest of the wait had her all but tapping her foot, just wanting it to be [i]time[/i] already. And then it was upon them – the roars and howls of pained dragons, the great beasts tearing into one another. That would make their job [i]much[/i] easier; perhaps it was better to not ground them at all? That might give the blighted and not-blighted dragons a common enemy. Or were blightbeasts too lost in their anger to recognise a more immediate threat?

Nothing to do but find out.

"Mmm, k-kill them all, then?" It was what she expected, but [i]un[/i]killing dragons was beyond her skills. Best to confirm first.