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((You know, I was referring to eating the dead.... but whatevs))
As the creature reared it's head, Alice seemed to hiss. She shot forward, dodging around the blast of ice that encased Mithias. The creature turned, it's massive head smashing Alice aside as it struggled to stand. An arcane field of energy protected it from attacks, the simple energy weapons of the people below having little to no effect on the behemoth. It's massive wings extended, small typhoons seeming to gather under them, it's own magic power beginning to lift it into the sky.

Alice meanwhile rushed at it once more, her legs transforming to springs as she shot after it, her fist transforming into a giant claw, the impact knocking it back to the ground. Dodging blasts of ice and somehow remaining on the roiling scales, she started breaking through it's layered magical and physical defenses, utilizing her immense physical strength and manoeuvrability. It was clear she had done this before, and that the wounded dragon would soon rejoin it's fallen kin.