[center][h1][color=9e0b0f]Ashlyn Johnson[/color][/h1][/center]
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Ashlyn clicked her tongue in annoyance as her fireballs went completely unnoticed by the drake, shaking her fist as she cursed loudly. Fuck. Punching this was like trying to punch a safe door-no, harder. Thicker. What the hell were these scales made out of? Her cursing got louder and longer as she was soon high tailing it away from the scaley beast moments before what was effectively a [i]fucking iceber[/i]g crashed down on the dragon.

Shooting a dirty look towards Ferrin, whether it be for interfering or just dropping it without warning one couldn’t tell, she quickly took a few more backwards steps as she watched almost every mage seemed to turn back as one and began to assault the beast. Even she seemed to briefly think for a moment they had this handled.

Then, came a series of roars. Not one. Not two. Not even three. But [i]four[/i] more dragons dropped in on their locations and began to engage with the group, splitting them off from one another as one stayed airborne. That one, in particular, seemed to draw the pyromancer’s ire.

[color=9e0b0f]“You goddamned oversized chicken, get down here!”[/color] Ash yelled out, flames gathering in her fist before sending up a column of fire up towards the dragon. It just seemed to shoot past it, the dragon unfazed which just made the fiery mage even angrier. She was just about to launch herself up towards the dragon when things somehow managed to get even stranger.

Like fighting five supposedly extinct creatures of world ending destructive power wasn’t weird enough eh?

But what’s his name….uh the blade of Phoenix Wing? Ashlyn remembered him from some of the events she had watched at the games. He was some hotshot in Phoenix Wing. Dave? Demetrie? Eh, his name didn’t matter all that much at this point, it would come to her. He was high on the ‘must fight at some point’ list, but so were a few mages on this island. Now wasn’t the time to start one. But yeah, he just seemed to drop in out of the nowhere riding...a sword? The sight made the pyromancer blink blankly a few times before her attention was stolen by a...ominous sensation.

Something evil and murderous had shown up. Just from the shiver that the disgusting and vile magic power that washed over her caused she knew that whoever, whatever was behind these dragons had decided to make itself known. It was like nothing she had experienced before, and trust me she knew some dark and dangerous magic powers. But they were all dwarfed by this...monster.

It was the only word suited for this. Monster.

Just the sensation alone was enough to cause her goosebumps, and a quick cursory glance around showed many mages simply frozen in fear. Even more so since just that casual use of magic seemed to calm down the dragon's for the moment. Just what kind of monster was this?

Turning her gaze towards the source, her face darkened as she locked on. Even someone who didn’t fancy reading too much like herself knew the face of evil itself; Zeref. The dark mage. A monster in every sense of the word, the one behind the downfall of magic from 100 years ago. He had lived for centuries, the amount he had killed far outnumbering that. But more importantly….

[color=9e0b0f]“So, you’re Zeref huh?”[/color] With a click of her tongue, Ash reached up and began to slide her white cloak off while taking a few steps forward. [color=9e0b0f]“[b]COME DOWN HERE AND FIGHT ME YOU GUTLESS LITTLE TWAT!![/b]”[/color] Throwing the garment to the side, she pointed up towards the dark mage in a dramatic display.

This was her chance to fight a netorious villain, the one rumoured to be more powerful than any other mage before and after him. She wasn’t about to let this rare chance slip away, the dragons be damned.
[color=9e0b0f]“If ya don’t come down….I’ll come to you.”[/color] A fireball screamed past his head, the remaining embers dying on her fingertips as sparks began to fly off her glove.
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[center][h1][color=f49ac2]Jasmine Lockwood[/color] and [color=ed145b]Rajah[/color][/h1][/center]
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[color=f49ac2]“PENNNNNNY!”[/color]

With the dragon defeated, at least for now, the moment the older girl turned around was the moment Jasmine launched herself at the red head. Embracing her tightly, perhaps a little too tightly, the younger girl buried her face into the taller girls chest.

Of course since Rajah was standing on her head it now meant that she was launched off and took Iggy clean off Penny’s shoulder. A series of loud and over the top cursing could be heard as the exceed seemed to appreciate being sent flying.

[color=f49ac2]“I..I…”[/color] With trembling shoulders, the girl spoke quietly. [color=f49ac2]“I...didn’t know what to do...it’s my fault you...you’re now….”[/color] A small trickle of blood ran down her clenched pale fist as she held back the tears that threatened to break free. Whether it be from her somewhat unneeded grief, joy, or whatever. Now wasn’t exactly the time to break into tears and the blonde knew it. They might’ve taken down the one dragon, but as Penny said this one was wounded. Weaker than it should’ve been. The others wouldn’t nearly be so easy, which frightened the girl….

[color=f49ac2]“Un..ison raid?”[/color] Jasmine echoed absently. She had heard of the phrase before, from stories. A powerful union of magic between two or more mages. Usually they needed to share an affinity at the least and a powerful bond to boot. Jasmine wasn’t sure if the two had either, especially not the first one. Unless….

Ryujin.

He had been quiet for the most part since they had arrived on the island, dormant. Only speaking when Jasmine faltered. He hadn’t said anything about the unison raid, but perhaps he and Solaris’s, Penny’s father’s, shared history held a clue?

[i]“Hmm, yes and no child.”[/i] His voice finally spoke, a slight chuckle echoing throughout her mind. [i]“One could say it was fate that both our ‘children’ met once more, and I would be lying to say it didn’t play some part. My magic is well accustomed to his and vice versa. However, the bond you two have managed to forge played a far more significant role. Trust in one another is key to a strong rapport. Having a common goal, or goals, doesn’t hurt either.”[/i]

His words were a bit to take in, that would mean that Penny had some level of trust in her. She couldn’t quite believe that at this moment, what had she done to earn that trust after-all, but the general message got across.

[i]“Now, I believe your friends need your help now? There are more dragons on the island, and I would bet a small fortune most if not all are engaged with your friends right now.”[/i]

Jasmine jolted upright at those words, quickly and violently shaking her head before slapping both palms into her cheeks. The dragon was right, Jasmine needed to stop clinging to Penny and allowed the S-Class wizard to get to work. She also needed to get moving, who knew what danger the others were in. And if she could help, even just a little….

[color=f49ac2]“Water Dragon’s Healing Shell.”[/color] A soft glow washed over Jasmine. Soon all the little cuts and abrasions she had received from fighting the dragon vanished, her shoulder wound healed up in mere moments. Though her dress was still torn where the metal had impaled itself, she could heal not stitch up clothing. Well not with magic anyway.

All of Penny’s wounds seemed healed as well, so no need to waste any magic there. Both of them needed to conserve what they had to help the others. So once the pain in her leg had faded she cut off the spell.

[color=f49ac2]“I’m fine now that you’re back…”[/color] Jasmine smiled softly towards Penny for a moment before quickly turning serious once more. [color=f49ac2]“But we need to hurry. Ryujin is certain that a large mass of magic like the others would’ve drawn the other dragons out by now. If this was just singular, weakened dragon…”[/color] she gulped loudly [color=f49ac2]“...then imagine what the others are fighting.”[/color]