They had made it off of the green glyphs and reached solid ground, Jaakuna would take notice to how close Grant and Emiri were getting. Sure, they were just friends and Jaakuna was too busy worrying about The Voice inside of his head to respond to what he would usually respond to if he wasn’t preoccupied. However, now he’s realizing it. The pure fact that Grant was trying to work his way back to Emiri’s heart. Most of Jaakuna knew that wasn’t possible. She loved him, but as it was with him and Savayna, Jaakuna couldn’t help but wonder about the small parts of both Grant and Emiri that wanted each other. Perhaps Jaakuna was just over thinking it all.

Jaakuna would put that thought on the backburner for now as they would traverse through the area that they were in. Going from turn to turn, down stairs and up them, the group would then come to a dead end…again. Much like before, they would step in front of it and green glyphs would appear. They would move across the glyphs and soon they got to a secluded patching. In the center of it was a Way Stone. Approaching it, the group would attempt to touch it, but from above they heard roars and as they looked above them, a Tyrant was seen.

As they each looked above, Emiri shot an arrow and it pierced through one of its wings. The Tyrant did not take too kindly to that. Actually, it looked downright pissed. So, in response to getting hit, fire breath came flying down at the group from its mouth. Nadeline would cast shellga upon the party. The fire breath would hit, but because of the Shellga, the attack was pretty much negated. However, the Tyrant would fly overhead of the group. It was clear that the beast would use the area above them as its free roaming area.

Savayna looked at the beast and just thought. She would deduce that based on the Tyrant’s looks and its first choice of an attack, it must be a fire beast. Which meant that her powers would be the go-to for this. She stepped forward, not even letting anyone interfere. She raised her sword up. The beast came down. [b]“Blizzaja!”[/b] She shouted as an icy-blue glyph appeared above the Tyrant, and it looked up. Soon, a massive windy storm of ice would fall upon the beast, freezing it midair and then a glyph appeared beneath Savayna, propelling her into the air. Her feet were followed by sparkles of sorts of windy snow and around her body an aura formed. She held her blade up and as she went through the frozen Tyrant, just like the danger that was in front of them, it too was dead. The remnants of the Tyrant would fall to the seemingly bottomless pit of Giruvegan.

When Savayna gently landed on the ground, she would do so on one foot. [b]“And that, bastards and bitches, is how it’s done.” [/b]She said bowing.

Jaakuna sighed and rubbed his head with his hand. [b]“Show off.”[/b] He mused aloud. 

Wesley chuckled and clapped. [b]“Well done, Savayna.”[/b] Wesley applauded Savayna’s strength.