Leader of the Tiberium Military
"Thanks." Fate said. She looked up at the sky. "Cinder is really angry "
The Wordsmith Myth
“She’s never been in her dragon form since we were children, I don’t think she knows how to control her rage yet” Arthur sighed “hopefully I can bring her to her sense before she lays waste to Camelot”
While people stared up at the fight in the sky, the rest of the knights had finished off the rest of the demon spawn and were waiting.
Soon both cinder and Modred were on the ground again, Modred stood up and dusted himself off “fighting a dragon is so much fun, a shame there’s only one of you left” he chuckled and looked around “seems like my job here is done, oh King Uther consider this a warning, failure to surrender and my master will bring her hordes to destroy you, and I do so look forward to turning you into my minion!” He laughed and vanished just before another fireball left Cinders mouth, exploding against the stone wall.
“Knights! Subdue that beast, protect the people!” Uther ordered as the knights surrounded Cinder with weapons raised while some worked to stop the spreading fires
Fate and Ben could see that she was still ready to kill anything in her way.