and on to the glory at my right hand
While waiting for the other man, Ronin has been desperately trying to seek out movement himself - alas, there doesn't seem to be any from the creature that has landed on the frozen ledge. Sending a pulse of warmth to Remi as he finally arrives, it's at this point that Sugar lets out another warble of a cry, this one a greeting intended to get draconic attention. "Just there," Ronin says, feeling the need to whisper it as he points out the shape of the white dragon. "But I think we're too late."
Flying forward, still slow and careful in case he's wrong, it doesn't take too much time to come upon the colossal beast, and Ronin realises why they've not seen any blood. With wounds frozen over and encased in ice, it appears that much of the damage to the dragon has been tragically internal, and it has succumbed to its injuries before reaching the nest which lays just beyond the crag, hidden in a jut of the cliffs.
Flying forward, still slow and careful in case he's wrong, it doesn't take too much time to come upon the colossal beast, and Ronin realises why they've not seen any blood. With wounds frozen over and encased in ice, it appears that much of the damage to the dragon has been tragically internal, and it has succumbed to its injuries before reaching the nest which lays just beyond the crag, hidden in a jut of the cliffs.
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