It never failed to amuse Lleld the sorts of things people didn't expect her to be capable of. Her flight had been frantic and swift, at times jerky and not unlike a rollercoaster - she'd apologize later to her two passengers if they found themselves seasick. But it had worked, even loaded down with several hundred extra pounds of weight, the dragon had sneaked and snaked, dived and shot her way through the throng of drakes toward the leader. She hadn't even had to attack many of them, instead leading them through wild chases that, on more than one occasion, led to two or more of the drakes simply... running right into each other.

Lady Mayhem lived up to her name; she may not have been much of a warrior, but there was definitely chaos and confusion left in the wake of her flight.

Until, finally, they'd come to the leader, and here, Lleld had banked into one hell of an awkward turn, pulling in her outside wing to end up right next to the drake, approaching from behind to avoid any nasty claw or teeth strikes.

Time for the boarding party.