Mihale Maztaim was laying on the ground, with, of all things, a large blue dragon towering over him. Something thudded the ground behind her. She turned in Jessica's arms to see a smaller dragon with prominent human breasts and brown scales step up to her. The new dragon shimmered and formed into the shape of a mostly human woman, except for her clawed feet, scales acting as skimpy clothes, and long curved horns protruding from her head.
"It's been awhile, Sister," the newcomer said. "Might I suggest you don't do any more flying leaps when we're trying to create a windstorm?"
"I didn't know you'd be part of this operation," Sheldon stepped up and embraced their half-sister.
"Are the rest of you here?" Shelly asked. She wanted to embrace her sister also, but Jessica didn't show any signs of letting go.
"My brothers and sisters are about, helping the humans clean up what's left of the Knights. Mom saw that one pull a gun on you guys, and decided to step in. Hope you didn't mind."
