[hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/BiuJRNR.png[/img] [sub][@A Lowly Wretch] - [color=39b54a][b]The Spire[/b][/color] | [@Legion02] - [b][color=ed1c24]Arch-Dragons[/color][/b] | [@Duoya] - [b][color=a36209]Hayim (In Presense)[/color][/b][/sub][/center] [hr] The winds continued to intensify further as a blanket of snow and slush began to cover the entire forest below, along with the intense cackles of a fearsome thunderstorm. Without sunlight, the three headed god believes that the spire would soon falter and succumb to the cold. And even if it didn't work, it would provide itself as a perfect counter to weaken the blazing fire dragons that made their presence unannounced. A combination of ice and the spire's nature magic could very well spell doom for them. And it would be all from the safety from the high ground, not risking their bodies turning into a string of leaves of a christmas wreath. It was going to be a long and heavy ordeal to undertake for sure. But suddenly, after a minute of idle waiting, the two serpents looked up to see the massive vortex above them open up. And out came Kai's long body, followed by a massive horde of ravenous ice dragons. All three heads would utterly rejoice within their presence. [b]"About time you showed up!"[/b] Rós sarcastically barked with a toothy grin. Kai simply grumbled as he and the ice dragons descended to their level. [color=f26522][b]"IT WAS ONLY A MINUTE YOU IMPATIENT NOG!"[/b][/color] the fiery head exploded impulsively towards the icy head, [color=f26522][b]"Now do want you want with 'em! We don't have all day!"[/b][/color] [b]"Gladly."[/b] Rós replied as he rallies up the other dragons, [b]"Brothers and sisters of ice! Ragnagedon's forces are just on the other side of this spire! It's time we draw them back! Keep out of the spire's radius - unless you want to be reduced to a pile of leaves and flowers - but extinguish and keep the enemy in! Without their fire, they will certainly become one with nature. Now, split up and circle around them! To victory!"[/b] The dragon units screeched in acknowledgement as the three serpent gods each took command of a third of their forces and split up around the radius of the spire. Rós went around the right side, hiding behind the mountains before hitting the enemy's blind side. Dra and Kai would do the same but on the west. With the combined auras of the ever increasing ice dragons, the temperature around the area would begin to plummet heavily - way past 0°C - as the cold began to swallow the forest whole. And upon reaching the arch-dragons and their forces, they'd show no mercy or remorse as they began to unleash their payload on the enemy while keeping them within the "cursed" radius. [hr] [center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjgwLmRkZGNhMS5TSGx3WlhKcGIyNCwuMAAA/jmh-holy-bible.regular.png[/img] [sub][@Dealdric] - [b][color=#9400D3]Dirka[/color][/b][/sub][/center] [hr] Within the ten days after the disastrous attempt regarding the Fear spire, Hyperion was still troubled by the incident. While no trouble has reached Terratoria as of current, he was somewhat concerned whether or not that more of these cursed objects would appear. It almost seemed certainly the case, but then came the question of where. If one of these powerful spires is to appear right in the center of Terratoria - one wielding the power of fear or some other element - his island paradise may very well be compromised. And he'd be able to do nothing against it. It was surely a ghastly thought that he must keep in mind... and prepare for in that instance. As he continues sitting on his throne, he was then interrupted by one of his advisors. [color=fdc68a][b]"My lord,"[/b][/color] the white hooded angel announced, [color=fdc68a][b]"We have a visitor at the front gate. I believe it is none other than Dirka."[/b][/color] The armored god sighed heavily as he waved his arm at him. [color=fff79a][b]"Send her in."[/b][/color] he answered tiredly as the advisor would let the goddess in. Hyperion was never too fond of the "Mad Magician" and her cryptic rants, but she wouldn't be here without purpose. Was it regarding that one meeting he signed that week ago? Was she here to remind him about it? Or was it for something more... intimate? Whatever was the case, Hyperion continued to sit on his gleaming throne as Dirka would enter her majesty's golden throne room. [color=fff79a][b]"Dirka."[/b][/color] the radiant primarch boomed as the room echoed with his almighty presence, [color=fff79a][b]"What business do you inquire from the God of Light?"[/b][/color] [hr] [center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjEwNi43MDcwNzAuVG1WeWNHeGhaM1ZwY3csLC4wAAAA/almendra.regular.png[/img] [sub][@Dealdric] - [b][color=808080][b]Tetroz[/b][/color][/b][/sub][/center] [hr] As much as the black dragon tried, this wretched zombie rat would somehow still find himself alive. Even with his futile attempts to kill the dragon, Jimbo was simply reduced to a mindless automaton who felt little to no pain and reeked of utter plagues. But as Jimbo prepared to dig his teeth into the creature's hide, he'd find himself sprayed by a vile spray that caused him to reel in absolute abhorrence. The Plague god whipped out what appeared to be nothing more than a bronze-metal can that sprayed a specific toxin towards the creature's direction. Despite how small it was, it sprayed a huge load of this toxic chemical into the rat's face. Within mere seconds, Jimbo began to feel light-headed and his organ bursting from within, as he let out one last dying screech before it crashed to the floor. [b][color=a9a9a9]"Begone you wretched beast!"[/color][/b] he cried out as he plopped the canister of rat poison on the table. He'd then inspect the giant corpse carefully as his anguished face began to smile in glee. [b][color=a9a9a9]"Jimbo Jimbo, you god-damn Bimbo."[/color][/b] he taunted at the dead rat, [b][color=a9a9a9]"You may have sacrificed yourself in vain, but hoo-hoo did you give me some ideas!"[/color][/b] Nerplaguis would then turn towards Tetorz as he cleared his throat. [b][color=a9a9a9]"Apologizes for this utter mess,"[/color][/b] he answers bluntly, [b][color=a9a9a9]"You may eat the fat corpse if you wish as my consolation fee."[/color][/b] Then from the corner of his eye, he saw the black jewel lying underneath a pile of seething green ooze and proceed to pick it up. He'd carefully inspect it for a second, before casually offering it to the black dragon. [b][color=a9a9a9]"And of course, here is your little rock,"[/color][/b] he says while throwing it at him.