The doorless tower served as a small rest point as the few stormcloaks that had gotten away were now free themselves and looking out at the events outside the tower briefly. The dragon's wings spread like a shroud of darkness as it took back to the air and seemed to circle the tower they were in now. "Quickly!" Ralof shouted pointing up the stairs spiraling around the edges, as with a small burst of flame from her fingers Lucidia cut Jeremiah free.
"No need to tell us twice," Lucidia remarked as she bolted up the stairs her friend quick in tow, but stopped as the dragon smashed it's head through the wall shaking the tower as it gripped onto the side, it's crimson eyes showing no mercy as it let loose a torrent of flames from it's maw.
Jeremiah whiped his brow as the flames ended and it pulled away from the tower. "Jump!" Ralof ordered pointing the two border hopping allies to the building with part of it's straw cieling torn just across from the tower at an easy jumping distance.
"Ladies first," Jeremiah quipped and Lucidia rolled her eyes making the leap falling into a roll on the floor, Jeremiah not far behind as they recovered quickly making a break for it from the building soon collapsing in flames as the dragon soared overhead, more flames spreading from it's maw.
It was odd though, the high elf and imperial seemed to sense with each torrent of flames it produced, it almost sounded like a word. Not a word in any language they knew, but it certainly sounded like it was speaking. "Calin! Come this way!" A soldier of the empire said beckoning a small boy to a safer location.
The boy quickly ran and ushered into the small safe spot by the soldier. "You're doing great..!" He praised the boy before turning to the two.
"Prisoners, follow me if you want to live!" he called to them as he made a move but stopped short of a main stone path through the village seeking safety behind a house to the side of it, as the dragon again landed over them, it's head peeking down at them as it spoke out in the strange discerning voice, a huge torrent of flames knocking them back in their tiny safe spot.
"Is that thing following us through this place!" Jeremiah called out as Lucidia pushed on, the dragon again flying off.
"Just come on!" She called back to him running forth with all she had, thankful the rags weren't very restricting in bodily movement.
Ralof and the imperial soldier they were with met again, beginning to argue, before fleeing off to enter the same tower from different locations, both calling for the two prisoners to follow. Jeremiah, by some instinct followed the imperial soldier and Lucidia in tow. Ralof didn't take offense, as the two seemed close in some meaning of the word, and one of them was of the imperial race. This tower seemed quite decently reinforced much to the relief of the duo as they followed the soldier into what appeared to be a small barracks.
"Check those chests for some armor or weapons, surely there's some left here," He ordered them taking a breather himself.
The two looked through the chests and indeed found two sets of imperial armor, and some weaponry. Looking at the rags they were wearing now, Lucidia stood and walked to a wall in the room and folded her arms. "I may have been taken prisoner for border hopping," she remarked keeping her gaze towards the wall.
"But I still am in some ways, a proper lady. Hurry up."
Jeremiah just shrugged changing into the imperial armor, before walking over and making sure the soldier wasn't watching while Lucidia suited up properly.