[color=C6DEFF][center][h1]Lila Moriarty[/h1][/center][/color]

Lila took some time to adapt herself to the cultists' apparent disregard to their own safety, actively throwing themselves to their own death only to have a chance to hit her. To make things worse, the cultists kept coming, more and more. Lila was being aided by some sol archers who were using the trees as a cover, making them almost impossible to spot, to anyone but Lila, who could feel every movement they made. They were experienced archers who knew the forest very well. Leaping from branch to branch, their agile and precise movements made it clear how much training they had. Their arrows flew true to their targets, most of the times killing them with one arrow.
The noise from the arrow flying, the small noises from them changing their position and nocking their bows were crucial for Lila. By hearing those small noises, she could better calculate her movements, knowing which targets they would take out, she could concentrate her attacks on the ones that weren't being aimed by them and at the same time, defending herself from the brutal attacks made by the cultists.

The battle took a while. Lila was an extremely skilled fighter, but she excelled in elimination and assassination. The sheer numeric superiority and complete lack of a sense of self-preservation were a big problem to her.
The scene that followed on was brutal and beautiful. Blood painting the grass around Lila and the downed archer as the almost feral cultists charged at them, trying with everything they had to kill them. On the beginning, Lila was moving almost like a predator: fast, agile, ruthless and merciless. But after the first two she killed, she changed her fighting style, instead moving as little as possible, standing up in an elegant posture, almost like dancing in a noble ball.
[Color=darkorchid]"Kuukuukukuh…” [/color]
Lila heard, as she number of cultists near her started to dwindle. Although there were still some nearby, the noise wasn't that loud to prevent her from hearing the mysterious laugh. She couldn't simply let the wounded sol there to die to see who was the owner of the voice. The best choice was to just keep doing what she was doing. Thanks to the help of the archers and her posture, if this voice was an enemy, and if it was foolish enough to try to attack her that moment, he would be cut down immediately by Lila or shot down by the archers.
As she continued the massacre, beautiful circular cleaving motions cut cleanly through the cultists unlucky enough to be attacking in the brief interval of time between two other cultists. The blood splatters on the ground made a crescent pattern, turning into a full circle as the bloodbath went on.

"SNAP" The characteristic sound of a twig breaking under someone's feet sounded as clear as the day to Lila. Just as she killed the last one of the cultists, she turned to the direction that the laughter came. Now she was able to pay more attention at its owner. It was a large dragonkin.

[Color=darkorchid]"Kukukuh.. I cannot contain myself."[/color] the mysterious dragonkin said, stepping forward. Apparently he wasn't trying to hide himself, not anymore, as he stepped forward.

[Color=darkorchid]"To think this is what they made of you.. marvelous work.." [/color] the dragonkin said again. His voice was low and gentle, but something on the man didn't sounded right to Lila. Who was he? What did he mean by that? He knew who she was? Many questions passed through Lila's head, but the most important one of them was if it was friend or foe. 

[color=C6DEFF]"State your business, immediately."[/color] she said in a threatening, cold tone. The circle where Lila and the wounded sol were standing was the only spot without blood. A green circle amidst a sea of blood, illuminated by the faint moonlight that permeated through the trees' thick foliage.

[Color=darkorchid]"Ack! Not again.. kukukuh.."[/color] the large dragonkin stumbled in surprise when he perceived that Lila knew about his presence.
Although that made him look like he wasn't a threat, Lila was still alert due to the fighting and all the cultists, so she wouldn't take any chance.

[color=C6DEFF]"Your name, weapons and intentions. Quickly."[/color] she said, still in that elegant posture, but now with the scythe's blade facing outwards a little behind her.

Many things passed through Lila's mind, but the most urgent one was if she should trust that dragonkin or not.
[@Rai]

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[color=7E3517][center][h1]Sophia[/h1][/center][/color]

On one of the highest mountains on the Gaia mountain range, a huge library stands on its very top, with a big monastery built around it, just a little below.
Towers which pierce the sky itself, gigantic halls as wide as a stone's throw, long as forever and deep as you dare.
The great library became widely known over all Edafos as a beacon of knowledge. Inside it, infinite knowledge and uncountable treasures for all those who searched for knowledge. Inside this library, lived Sophia, the very dragon who made it. Guarding its infinite knowledge was her duty. Only the ones who were deemed worthy were allowed to enter on its magnificent halls.

A gentle, but at the same time loud and imposing roar shook the entire mountain as Sophia stretched her wings inside the gigantic library.
With a slight beating of her wings, the heavy doors opened. The warm and comforting heat coming from inside were particularly alluring to those who were standing outside. Inside, an elegant, red and icy blue dragon was lazily laying down in the very middle of the hall. Differently from other dragons, this one had a gentle, motherly aura to it. Its scales weren't sharp and rough as other dragons', instead being smooth and gentle.

As soon as the door opened, a dozen of children wearing monk clothes ran inside. To everyone else, barging in a dragon's lair uninvited would be suicide, but for the monks living nearby the library, even the children, living with a dragon was something common. Sophia treated the monks as her own family. Due to that, no one ever attacked the monastery, for they knew it was under her protection.

[color=7E3517]"Good evening, little ones!"[/color] Sophia said with a gentle voice as the kids started climbing on her and playing with her.
[color=7E3517]"So energetic, even at this late hour! I wonder how you all keep running away from Qobo and the other elders to come here... Are you training to be monks or ninjas?"[/color] she asked, in a playful voice, using her tail to grab one of the kids, putting it in front of her face, licking it playfully.

The sounds of heavy, slightly annoyed footsteps echoed on the big hall, as one of the elder monks entered the library.

[color=7E3517]"Quickly, little ones, under here."[/color] Sophia said, using her wings to get them together and hide them between her wings and her body.

"I'm sorry, Mistress Sophia, I didn't knew you were here... Have you seen the young apprentices? They should be going to bed right now, but they managed to escape... again..." the elder monk said, startled due to the dragoness' presence and bowing down in respect.

[color=7E3517]"Its fine."[/color] she said with a smile.
[color=7E3517]"The little ones? I haven't seen them today... Are you sure they aren't hiding under their beds? I remember the last time that they did that and everyone got nervous searching for them..."[/color] she said with a chuckle.

"I remember..." the monk said, nodding his head in disapproval. 
"I'll search for them there. Thank you, Mistress Sophia." he said, bowing down and walking away again.

[color=7E3517]"That was close..."[/color] Sophia said, relieved.
[color=7E3517]"Now its time to show me if you are really as agile as you claim to be! If you get there before him, I'm sure he wont punish you."[/color] she said laughing as she raised her wings, letting them go.
[color=7E3517]"You should go to bed now, I'm sure he will wake you up very early tomorrow. Good night, my treacherous little ninjas."[/color] she said, using her wings to give them a hug before they ran away to their rooms.