The release of energy was nothing short of primal. But at the same time it was more mystical than anything Drache had ever experience before. The heat wave burst out of her fingertips and she watched almost casually as the white-hot meteor turned the approaching typhoon into nothing more than a cloud of directionless steam. The orb within the serpent was obiterated. Even as the explosion backfired towards her, the half-dragon began to chuckle cruelly, her maw open, teeth black against the light enveloping her. The throaty giggle was cut off rapidly as the shockwave blew her backwards. 

Suddenly bereft of power, the dragonkin scrabbled wildly against the stone, digging her fingers in until her claws frayed. Wet hot steam rushing around the huge chamber, dragging at her wings so hard that the strength to keep them tight to her back failed her. Dust, grit, and water was whipping around, dousing the braziers and plunging the temple into darkness. The walls and ceiling groaned, the grinding of breaking stone punctuated by slabs of rock crashing down on the beautiful buildings. 

[b][color=f9ad81]"Down towards the heart,"[/color][/b] the sprite seemed to urge. Looking up through the gloom Drache's gleaming eyes searched for the men and wished Kraven luck towards his shrinking back. She didn't so much jump into the abyss as she rolled over the side into the open air, twisting catlike as she fell until her wings could open behind her.

Joining Laurel on the smooth yet lumpy surface of the hardened lava, she watched her pet the orb that must have been the sister to the creature around her and inside her head. It seemed to smolder and wither away into its own orb, and the half-dragon managed to catch it before it hit the ground. She held it up in front of her eyes, her breath hissing over it through her nostrils as she felt the absence of all that power in the form of a wing-drooping weakness. Exhausted. Drained. 

Up above the chamber was still shaking apart so Drache snatched Laurel up off the ground by her wing. [color=ed1c24]"We should go. Kraven and Sirik might have made it out but they may also be hurt. I want to get out of here. This place depresses me."[/color]

She tried to hand her orb to Laurel. It only made sense to her that the two should stay together, and she was the last person who wanted to travel aroun with a pet. It was only at the last moment that she noticed the red gem and scooped it up, barely registering the strange urge to change her journey's path yet again. Something to think about later, perhaps.

She slipped her arm around Laurel's waist and let their wings tangle together as they walked up the lava tube towards the sunlight. [color=ed1c24]"If the boys lived we're all sharing a tent tonight. I need some attention and I can't decide which of you I want more. Call me greedy."
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