[h1][center][color=9e0b0f]Lavinia[/color][/center][/h1]
As the dragon unleashed destruction all around, Lavinia kept herself well out of harm’s way, dashing across rooftops and leaping deftly from one to the next. Unlike some of her more intrepid companions, she was perfectly happy to fight from a safe distance and let others handle the less-than-enjoyable task of withstanding the furious assault of a giant rampaging dragon.

This turned out to be to her benefit, since all those tail sweeps and that wave of fire were all targeted at the mages on the [i]ground[/i], thus sparing Lavinia from the worst of carnage. A quick [b][color=9e0b0f]Bram[/color][/b] served to protect her from the stray flames and shockwaves, and those irritating roars she swiftly dealt with by filling her ears with blood. The fluid acted as a cushion, protecting her eardrums from the noise without completely shutting out her sense of hearing. [color=9e0b0f][i]See that, Grasidia? I can take care of myself! Hmph![/i][/color]

That said… Her problems weren't over yet. Somehow her pathetic and morally uptight guildmates (whom she [i]totally[/i] didn't care for and wasn't worried about at all) had managed to survive that barrage of attacks, but now the stupid lizard was powering up and healing itself. [i]Healing[/i] itself! The absolute [i]nerve[/i] of the thing, thinking it could just undo the damage Lavinia had so gracefully inflicted upon it! Such impunity called for immediate and disproportionate retaliation, to be carried with the favorite tool of any good villain:

[color=9e0b0f][i]Gratuitous fucking violence!![/i][/color]

That last attack she'd made? That had only been the setup. Now it was time for her to put her plan into motion, and murder this thing harder than Grasidia's social skills murdered any attempt at polite conversation. [color=9e0b0f][b]“IMPALER!”[/b][/color] she shouted, clenching her fist. And the dragon's body erupted all at once.

She'd scattered blood all over it with her opening salvo, and the wounds inflicted on its eye and wing by herself and Holly had made it bleed. Now, [i]all[/i] of that blood spread across its body simultaneously began to extend horribly sharp spikes in every direction. Across the dragon's side, crimson thorns shot outward, pushing at its scales and spikes and prying them apart. Its bloodied wing was torn apart even as it regenerated, any further healing stymied by massive blood clots that now looked like a horde of giant crimson sea urchin. Its eye socket, and for that matter the entire side of its face that had been stained by the bleeding from that wound, would be likewise engulfed by a mass of seething murderous stabbery, tearing apart its newly healed eye as soon as it was formed and quite possibly driving into its mouth and gums as well.

All in all, a solid return on her investment... But wait! There was more!

[b][color=9e0b0f]"HELSING!!!"[/color][/b]

All those bloody spikes embedded in the dragon's head simultaneously accelerated to terrifying speeds, driving themselves into its skull from point-blank range. Even if they didn't quite penetrate to its brain, the sheer force of their sudden change in velocity would whip the dragon's head to one side, quite possibly snapping its neck or at the very least leaving it concussed and momentarily vulnerable to further assault.

[color=9e0b0f][i]How'd you like THAT, you filthy animal?![/i][/color] Lavinia grinned maliciously, enjoying the sight of its suffering. Even if her move just now likely wouldn't finish it off, she'd made a very clear point: she wasn't going to let it heal from [i]any[/i] attack that made it bleed. With any luck, her guildmates would get the message, and paint the damn thing red from head to toe...