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As the dragon breathed out its corrosive breath, it kept track of everyone through infrared, their heat lighting up the area enough to the eyeless legend for it to react to the counterattacks leveled at it. Something was coming at it fast, imbued with the anti-thesis of Dragon. It was slim and long, held in the hand of one of the taller prey. A head on clash was ill-advised. Being an ambush predator, the Gore Magala was not above using dirty tricks to fight troublesome opponents. Hidden horns sprung out from its ducking carapace covered head, glowing with violet energies as it ducked its sinuous neck and used the force of the horns to throw the point away from the beast for a while. Ebony bone met dragonslaying metal and fractured slightly from task of pushing away the dangerous thing and flinging Archer off balance for that moment.

Ranma, who had not the brains in her current mental state to avoid the attacks leveled her way shredded the ball with nails that could rend iron like butter- and caused a dark explosion to engulf her. Pained yowls emanated from the girl as she writhed within her self-made crater. Had she been a regular human, the blast would have been enough to rupture her body apart. Being a superpowered martial artist from Nerima, the girl was back on her feet a moment later... though looking much more pained. Spitting a bit of blood from her mouth and struggling to keep herself from falling down again, the immensely battered and darkened girl stumbled towards the thing, her body framed with dark vapors that were flowing from the many burn marks and raw welts that scarred her small frame, each step causing the shaking girl immense pain if the stumbling and trail of darkened blood was any indication. Still, the currently feral girl continued her maddened charge towards the reptile, intent on revenge. 

The alchemist's sword proved sufficiently sharp enough to dig into the bone armor of the dragon, and yet was hindered by its weight and cautiousness of the wielder to get close enough. As a result, while he was cutting the thing, it was far too shallow to draw blood and was doing the equivalent damage of scratching a car's paint job with a key rather than taking a sledgehammer to smash it with. The fire on the other hand was sufficiently powerful enough to cause the beast to bellow out in pain as the flammable fibers ignited for a brief moment, filling the air with the smell of burnt fur. Then the dragon blew it apart with a more concentrated dark aura, smothering the ignition with pure brute force. 

Sufficiently angered by the attempted immolation, the thing was caught off guard when a bolt and several bullets smashed into one of its weaker areas, the the underside of the wings. Though both were expertly shot, the spawn of an elder dragon was very well armored. Even among giant wyverns, who could shrug off the sharpest steel with ease, the Gore Magala was particularly well armored by both scale and bone as well as sheer mass considering it was as long as three elephants and as high as two. More blows to those spots would be required to punch through, though it had certainly felt the attacks to be sure. The weak spot was dented and aggravated the dragon enough to start a frenzied barrage of claw sweeps that dug deep divots in the mountain and punched holes in the cliff face with startling ease. 

Then it was lit on fire yet again, though this time much in a much more upfront manner by a brawny wrestler and set upon by a couple of vampires and a berserk person who thought of herself as a cat. Pumping her arms furiously, the darkened girl clawed at the beast's underside while the vampires bombarded it from above, every hit causing sparks to fly as ki infused fingers struggled to pry open a layer of thinner yet still rather hard scales that were far superior to modern steel. 

Though with the girl's relentless attacks that could have blows strike a hundred times within a few seconds and the superhuman strength imbued to most Ranmaverse martial artists, it wasn't long before the girl managed to pry enough of a handhold and peeled gave the thing gouges that uncovered much softer flesh underneath. Unfortunately before the girl could further break through, the dragon's darting mouth managed to snag a vampire and crunched on it with enough force to kill the thing in one blow while splattering the immediate area with spurts of blood. Swallowing its meal, the re-energized thing scooped up the surprised pigtailed girl and slammed her into the mountain side before pulling back its wing arm to crash it into the crater again, smashing her even deeper into the unrelenting stones before bellowing its rage in an eardrum rupturing roar that further spread its miasma about.