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[center][i]New York, New York; Manhattan Area; In The Air Attacking a Wyvern[/i]

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From this new aerial vantage point, the purple haired girl had a good view of what was going on as she stayed within the blue mage's arms, one of her own arms wrapped around Meteora, from which the blue-haired mage might feel a little shaking as Sanaki struggled to hold onto her. Her other arm, though, held Cymbeline open, its pages of ancient script glowing with magical power. It was far less comfortable than riding upon one of her Holy Guard, but at the same time being in the air was a familiar feeling to her in enough of a regard to not just panic. Rather than speaking more, Sanaki set her sights on the base of this now-grounded wyvern's neck, the same wyvern that the sword-wielding girl who saved her was aiming for the head of. Her magic was ready, Cymbeline had been ready, so the moment she was flown up into the right position, Sanaki let loose her signature tome's magic without hesitation. 

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In a heartbeat, a giant flaming meteor formed in the sky above the wyvern, small balls of fire leaving trails as they moved around the meteor's body quickly like daring faeries, or like planets around the sun despite being on a smaller scale. But this visage of her personal tome's mighty magic did not last for long at all, as the meteor straightaway cast itself downwards at great speeds, suddenly accelerated greatly as if propelled by an unseen force, towards the targeted area on its target. Aimed at the base of the wyvern's neck, it was as if Sanaki was aiming to attempt to shatter it and snap the head off all in one shot...just in case the sword wielding woman failed to split its head. Were it not for the fact that at least Sanaki herself knew this magic did would not shatter the pavement below or harm the surroundings, she might not have used this spell....yet she also hoped that the sword-wielding woman herself would not get cause in the impact that this spell would leave in its wake. Or at least, hoped she was durable enough if the worst came to light. 

Still, whatever it took to end all of this before civilians got killed or hurt, before more helpless beorc were slain by these things, she wanted to do it. She was an Empress, one who commanded respect, but yet in this situation even she had the level mind to act now and think later as was necessary. Further, she was glad that the blue-haired mage had acted so decisively to get her into this flanking position. From the point of attack, the wyvern wouldn't be able to see the attack coming, much less escape from its great speed and the force that would result from this. 

Cymbeline, the second most powerful tome of Fire Magic from her world. Only surpassed by the Rexflame, which she was capable of wielding as well. Even the dragons of her world would be totally concealed within the size of this tome's projectile, and they themselves were mighty in size and power. As for these particular wyverns, though, she knew not what world they came from, or even if it had magic in it. Regardless, their showcased resilience meant that they needed to be hit hard and fast. Now, while there was still time from the boy seemingly scrambling up their senses of sight with his own abilities. 

[@KoL][@Raineh Daze][@VitaVitaAR][@PKMNB0Y][@TheUnknowable]