[Cutting down a third, but the numbers continued to grow, the Adventurer looked up at the voice reverberating through the "air". He, of course, recognized it immediately.]

Midgardsomr...

[Getting room, he whistled for his chocobo which came charging off from where it had fled, and he mounted it to leap over the wolves. The wolves barked and howled, snapping at his hind legs as he zoomed across the landscape.]

Dragon! If you're out there, pray, a timely assistance would be prefered! [he yelled.]