[center][h1][color=coral]Asher[/color][/h1][/center]


Asher internally sighs in relief as a couple of his guild mates were able to hear his call out and had taken cover behind his protective wall. He was also impressed at their quick work in helping dampen the incoming wall of flames with their combination of water and some sort of dark dome that absorbed what flames touched it. In this manner, the three of them had a definitive defensive line set up should the others need a place to fall back. 

Taking an opportunity to look around the side of his shield wall, he looked back towards the dragon. It didn’t take much time to see it had taken quite a beating, which certainly pleased Asher. However, as he was observing, it once more let out a horrendous screech, forcing him once again behind the bulwark to dampen the sound. Taking a second look, he lets out a frustrated breath as he can see that the dragon was now recovering itself. [color=coral]“Fantastic. Of course it can do that…”[/color] Compounded with what seems to be the guilds powerhouses taking a beating and some even struggling, the situation definitely was getting more and more sketchy for them. 

His attention was taken away from the dragon by the sound of clanging steel behind him. In looking back, he spots Holly, one of the guilds top members, now laying upon the ground next to Astoria. Before he could even ask what was going on, a distortion opens up beside him, the voice of the older gentleman Marduk yells out for him to protect Astoria. [color=coral]“No need to remind me that, Marduk. I’ll keep both her and Holly safe here,”[/color] giving a nod, though if he could see him he didn’t know. 

Running up to the back of the barrier, he quickly forged a small metal slider, just big enough for him to open and look through. Scanning quickly, he spots at the base of the wall all sorts of new debris sitting there. He grimaced a little as several unfortunate Rune Knights bodies had also found rest there. But mourning their deaths had to wait for after the dragon had been put down and his guild mates were safe, as he began to draw on his magic. [color=coral]“Forge!”[/color] The bulwark glowed once more with the hot, molten sheen, as Asher willed the metal to absorb all the new material. Pipes.  Street lights. Even the weapons and armor of the fallen knights. All was taken into the growing mass of the wall, becoming thicker with each new intake. 

As he was finishing with the last bit of it, he found Astoria coming up behind him. With her asking him to stay close and cover her, he replies back. [color=coral]“Just stick near me behind this wall. I swear I’ll do my best to prevent anything from interrupting what you’ve got planned,”[/color] giving her what he hopes came across as reassurance. He steps back up towards the peephole, hands placed upon the walls. [color=coral]“I’ll also try and provide some assistance towards those still fighting.”[/color] With that being said, along the outer side of the wall, spiked tips began to protrude, each one much like the head of a spear. 

Suddenly, the form shot out from the side of his wall. Through the gap, he could see the form of Holly, seeming to somewhat have recovered from her injuries earlier, and quickly flying off to the side to flank. [color=coral]“Well then…”[/color] he quietly speaks to himself. Rain starts to hit the top of his head, as he forces more mana into the wall, this time channeling it towards just the spear tips, now burning red. He pays it no mind, as he adjusts all of them in the direction of the dragon. [color=coral]“I at least should provide some covering fire for her approach like this. If I’m lucky, maybe some burning metal in its skin can slow down that annoying regeneration.”[/color] His eyes then narrow in focus as he starts his supporting assault. [color=coral]“Scrap Shooting!”[/color]

One by one, the blazing tips of metal began firing off the wall. They whizzed through the air, boys of steam following in their wake as they blow through the rain. In a matter of seconds, the shots start to make contact with the dragon. While some shots bounced off the thicker bits of scales, more found flesh thanks to the blood magic ripping into the hide. In the places where this happened, the recovering tissue began to sizzle and burn, now spreading out even more as it boils the blood around it.