[i]Teysa[/i] - [u]Impudence[/u]

Passively, the Dragon watched onward as the tensions grew. It was rather remarkable to watch, the inherent conflict that seemed to rise with those of differing opinion. Even of those differences themselves seemed to inconsequential. Needless to say, she wasn't pleased when others summoned defenses and the like out of supposed good faith between one another. If one were in good faith, then defenses wouldn't need to exist in the first place, just like how she had not summoned a single minion in the myriad that had occurred.

Yet once one summoned birds that took to the heavens for the purpose of scouting their surroundings, the Dragon understood the wisdom of such. Like the other, she too summoned a quartet of birds, though these were far different than the other's. Within the splendor of their plumage, there was all the colors of the world as they took to the sky. Sweeping in the halves of the direction that the polarities of the other had not, their concise eyes searched the sky and ground alike.

Then she saw him, through the eyes of one bird she saw a lurking shadow. One who was stealthily doing their best to sneak away, yet once the feathered creature she controlled caught him with their avian eyes, they did not lose them.

[color=662d91]"Grand."[/color] The dragon spoke softly, yet the presence of her voice seemed to reverberate through the air. Down to the very souls and bones of every plainswalker that stood nearby.

[color=662d91]"Your squabbling has allowed someone to observe us and try to sneak away, mortals."[/color] She then uttered scathingly, as the skies above seemed to darken and rumble ominously with foreboding thunder. The crimson core of her eyes seemed alight with fire as she strode away from them, until they heard him long before they saw him. 

[color=662d91]"Come to me, my little broodling. You know your purpose."[/color]

Jagged lightning arced through the blackness of the clouds as the Dragon continued to walk towards the forest line where the man had fled. Behind her, from atop the mountains, massive talons shredded stone as a large blackened form plunged through the blackness of the thunderstorm clouds. With a savage, monstrous roar that caused the heavens and earth to shudder, a Hellkite with lightning seeming to crackle from it's wicked looking maw swept over the plainswalkers as it tore across the skies towards its objective.

Trees were collapsed and crushed as the monstrous Dragon landed upon the ground, causing it to shudder as it came to stand intimidatingly before Grud. A roar that caused even more trees to snap and shatter as lightning arced through them and across the ground in front of the peculiar man who had tried to steal away undetected.

Not long after the creature landed, he would hear a voice behind him. Grand, powerful, and magnificent all the same. A voice that belied a much larger and terrifying form as she calmly spoke to him.

[color=662d91]"What brings you here, mortal? Why do you trouble me with your meager presence?"
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