The masked man chuckled, amused by the way Mal was so quick to go on the offensive, saying, [b]“There’s no need to be scared. You too are a piece in this grand tale of ours. What story you ask? Why, the one that surrounds us all.”
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The man brought his arms to the air, as if representing the encompassing whole of the world. Masked freak who spouted flowery langue…who was this guy again? And how did he know Mal’s name? Noting these lingering questions, the man bowed with a sweep of his arms before setting his red-eyed gaze on the boy before him.

[b]“Apologies for my lack of an introduction. You may call me…Jester. The Jester of the Court.
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A hand was placed softly on Mal’s shoulder. When the boy turned around, he would be shocked to see it was the Jester, who was now gone from his spot just moments before.

[b]“The next chapter? Ah…it is an interesting development, no? Let’s see….yes, shall we label you as a side character then, Mal Tervsa? Ah, that spirit inside you is…admittedly, disinteresting.”[/b]

Nearby, Sable saw the crazed Muzai charge for the dragon. At once she acted quickly, moving in to grab her by the arm and leap away into safety. Specifically, a nearby tree. Placing the other girl onto a resting branch she wagged her finger in a scolding fashion.

[color=ed1c24]“Please do not kill yourself,”[/color] she said blankly, already leaping down to join the battle. As the dragon began to grow more desperate in its fighting style, rampaging throughout the forest, Sable heard her partner’s words and nodded once.

The lizard was too busy being distracted by what appeared to be a combination of her partner, an undead knight, and….a girl with floating orbs? She narrowed her eyes at the opening of weakness caused by the new girl’s attack, her blast setting off the creature along with Atreides’ strikes.

Dashing in the smoke and debris, Sable ricocheted off of the tree trunks and landed on the monster’s back. At once, she began hacking and slashing with her blades, eyes pinpointing a break in the green armor.

The dragon howled, wings spreading out and taking to the sky. Sable tensed, shoving her knives into the dragon’s back as she felt herself being carried away upward. The forest dragon launched another volley of fire towards the combatants below, racing up higher and higher.

[color=ed1c24]“Engaging. Target must not escape,”[/color] Sable said to herself.

Ripping her knives out of the dragon’s hide, she ran across its body and launched each knife at a wing. The blades hit their mark, embedding themselves into the wings. The dragon snarled in pain, its body soon falling into a descent with its wings clipped. 

[color=ed1c24]“RE-Arch.”[/color]

Summoning her blades back to her, Sable used the momentum of the rapidly falling creature to hurry along its exterior until she leaped forward and struck her knives into the creature’s throat.

Yellow blood sprayed down to the earth below, and Sable held onto to her ripping weapons as the dragon fell from the heavens towards the group. The Crimson Streak rose in her hand one knife, keeping the other lodged into its throat.

Ready to make the killing blow.