[KQ] [SE] scatter the ashes

As the dragon curls itself like liquid shadow in the air, there's an explosion of wings and feathers, talons and fire, and it's forced to take an unplanned detour as the hawks and griffin divebomb it. Small wounds open on its face, not quite close enough to wound its eyes directly, but enough to really fucking bother it. And it flinches, too, at the sudden blast of fire against its side - a gift from another tiny annoyance. Screeching again - loud - it ignores its own speed and trajectory to thrash its serpentine head, snapping its jaws and whipping around with vicious agility-- And Tarak vanishes into its gaping maw with a quiet, lonely crunch. Gone. Sohalia will feel the abrupt snapping of the companion bond like it's a wound that has just opened directly inside her, cramping around her soul with thorny fingers. Enough to steal the air from her lungs, enough to bring her to her knees, this loss is not going to be one easily overcome. Back on the ground, Koa rounds on the Void Messenger. His fist lances out, prepared to inflict utter devastation... Alas, the bird pretty much birds about it. Perhaps it's because it's flapping to get airborne again, making its movements unpredictable, but the dragoon misses. It doesn't take the attempt kindly, though, trying to grab at him with void-dark talons, but in this, it's just as unsuccessful. A Mexican Stormbreak stand-off, ladies and gents. Meanwhile, the dragon has just glanced off one of the region's nicer buildings, its balance and aim momentarily shot with the interruption of flying snacks around its face and side. Debris falls heavily and screams echo through the air, but luckily for the gang, the people getting injured are a few streets away, and they aren't at risk of falling architecture. As it straightens in its flight path, it manages to focus on the ridiculous waving of a wooden spoon. But even as it zones in on Remi, here comes a Ronin from below. The air magic hits like a razor against the soft scales of its underbelly, and it roars in sudden agony. Blood showers down onto the cobblestones (and the gang, yay!), and its focus, very suddenly, isn't on the Bastion at all. Oh, but then Hadama turns back up and basically everything else that happens with the dragon is irrelevant. Eight gravity spikes appear, lancing down directly atop the creature, and it dies - quite instantly - with a high pitched croak before it's ever truly aware what has happened to it. Indeed, the force of the attack is so great that it spears the creature down. Right down, in fact, onto the party below - and no amount of magical shielding is going to redirect the raw crushing force of a dragon corpse. On the plus side, the Void Messenger is also caught by the weight of the giant reptile, and then finds itself under attack again when Sol appears. With a wild flare of fire, the companion nicely toasts the creature's feathers. So you know, you can feel proud about that. And clearly with the death of its back-up, the Void Messenger has neither the reason to stick around nor the sense to keep fighting, and it takes off like a dark, lopsided (and slightly singed) smudge against the sky. So what did we learn today, folks? You can kill a dragon, but birds are immortal. Very good. Er... Congratulations on completing the KQ! This part of Stormbreak has now been cleansed entirely of the void! You may all post once more, no posting order. The thread will be fin'd in 48 hrs. Your randomly assigned posting order is: Sohalia, Koa, Remi, Ronin, Hadama, Mel, Zavien Sohalia 135.5/240 (Tarak 0/30 ** dead) Koa 169/272 Remi 1792/1800 Ronin 420/450 Hadama 1092/1105 Melita 506/546 Zavien 227/264 Void Dragon: 0/830 ** Killed by Hadama for levelling purposes Void Messenger: 100/200 ** Fled like a bitch You may also loot the Void Dragon for: Void Dragon Scales |  The iridescent scales of a Void Dragon which can be created into armour by a god. The scales provide mastered-level protection against attacks but makes the wearer attack whoever is closest to them while wearing it. whatever doesn't kill me better run