Noah didn't have the same fear of dragons as he did before. He had faced them, head to head, in the Draig during the war. They were the fist obstacle in the way of bringing down the Core and the Voice. He had crushed dragons, curled beneath the massive form of the basilisk shift hanging from his neck. He had so much more confidence than the Wild Thunder did about facing even dragons, among all the other things in the Climb.
Sah's hip check came and made Noah stumble slightly. He couldn't help another barking laugh as his arms flailed comically to help him regain his balance. They were nearly there, almost to the point they had set. Still using nothing at his disposal but his sheer strength and stamina, Noah finally let magic rip from him and towards the once-wolf.
His spirit stag rushed from behind, head lowered, with antlers ready to decimate the abandoned. Noah scrambled up to the top point, ready to try and keep Sah from gaining purchase. Ten seconds was all he needed to win.
Sah's hip check came and made Noah stumble slightly. He couldn't help another barking laugh as his arms flailed comically to help him regain his balance. They were nearly there, almost to the point they had set. Still using nothing at his disposal but his sheer strength and stamina, Noah finally let magic rip from him and towards the once-wolf.
His spirit stag rushed from behind, head lowered, with antlers ready to decimate the abandoned. Noah scrambled up to the top point, ready to try and keep Sah from gaining purchase. Ten seconds was all he needed to win.
the forsaken
