At that moment, two dragons swooped towards the Keep itself from above. Streams of black and pale gold began to bathe the battlements of the Castle Keep. Parts of the defenders along the curtain walls and the untouched part of the keep frantically began to try and face the scorpions upwards while the rest tried to hold the unsullied that relentlessly kept assaulting the walls. The marksmen began shooting towards the skies, but the few arrows that managed to reach the dragons bounced off the dragon's scales harmlessly. Not nearly a minute had passed, and a few clumsily short bolts from the scorpions flew towards the dragons and missed.