[h2][color=lightsalmon]Koarin[/color][/h2]
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[indent][b]November 19, 1:23 AM
Northeastern proximity[/b][/indent]
The group of humans advanced up the mountain and made it up to the peak where they could see the city. Still up against the rocks she blended in well while not using her flames. Much closer now she could see the weapons they were carrying. What caught her attention most was the explosives. Such human inventions were used during the battle that took her family. Raising her head the smell of gunpowder was strong and brought back crushing memories. 

In a brief moment of clarity since arriving in Voldoa she realized that others likely had families in the city. Here she was selfishly sulking over her loss when lives were in danger. She supposed she had hoped that she didn't need to do anything, letting others take care of it. But if anyone got hurt, especially any children, she wouldn't be able to live with herself. From personal experience the explosives were quite destructive and should be dealt with while further from people. Most of them had passed her without notice. So she had the element of surprise for a little while. Dragon people are not particularly well known for their stealth most of the time.

Raising herself up her eyes lit like candles as she took flight. Koarin was not as silent in the air as the owl man but by the time they would turn she would already be up in the dark sky. Swooping down she landed between two of the men carrying explosives. Reaching out with an arm she grabbed one by the throat while her tail whipped around the neck of another. While she could potentially ignite them the resulting blast could rain rocks down on the city or cause some kind of slide. It was also quite loud and they didn't need any more attention than they already had. Being larger than your average human when she spun around the two bodies lifted and were flung off the mountain without much effort. If they managed to survive they wouldn't be escaping anytime soon. 

Well now she had their attention. Rather than just stand there waiting to be shot to death there was a quick inhale. Her stomach and chest took on an orange glow before breathing fire at her feet. Engulfed in a fireball she used the cover to slip away. Too many had made the mistake of charging in after being spotted and it cost them dearly. Koarin did not intend to make the same mistake.