[center][h2][color=lawngreen]Grasidia[/color][/h2][/center]
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The dragon's rage seemed to climb as it took more and more damage from the guild. Lavinia preventing it from properly healing its wing and eye, combined with the new injuries it was sustaining, only further fueled its ire. It prepared to look over its back to attack the pest tearing at its muscle but was interrupted by Zenith slamming onto its head and bringing it to the ground. As Zenith let loose another attack into its head, Holly began slashing into its throat from a distance. Two larger blood spikes from Lavinia struck the new wound on its head that was opened up by Zenith, pushing into its skull even deeper than before. The monster let out a screech of pain as the blood spike dug into its brain, but it wasn't [i]quite[/i] deep enough. It not only remained conscious and moving but more spikes began growing from the top of its head attempting to stab Zenith with their rapid spread. But before the dragon could lift its head up to take aim at Holly with another flame attack something grabbed hold of its jaw.

Grasidia sprung forth from the ground beneath the dragon's head, grabbing its lower jaw with her bare hands. With a quick demonstration of her immense strength she slowly forced its lower jaw back to the floor. She stepped forward, placing her foot on its jaw and then grabbing the top of its mouth with her hands before they could snap shut on her. [color=lawngreen]"Sit,"[/color] she commanded, taking one of her hands from its upper jaw and aiming them down at the floor of its mouth. In the palm of her hand was a single blade of grass, which very rapidly grew and twisted into a spiral mass. It quickly shot forth, impaling the dragon through its lower jaw and embedding itself into the ground. Once there it continued growing, anchoring the dragon's head to the ground. Grasidia's sheer strength had been keeping the monster from closing its mouth with her inside but the orange glow from its throat began to flare up again.

She stood unmoving, facing the orange glow with no hesitation or fear on her face. She felt heat and wind begin to whip past her, and then she saw the flames. Only they never reached her. The attacks on its throat from Holly had left holes, effectively venting the flames out the sides of its neck in several plumes. For the first time today a smile crept across Grasidia's face, a smug grin of triumph. She then began laughing almost maniacally as the heat whipped her hair and the fabric of her clothes around. After a few seconds of this she finally began to recompose herself, though the smug grin was replaced by an angry grimace. [color=lawngreen]"Die, you pathetic imitation."[/color] She held her free hand out, her fingers contorting into red claws. She knew her guild couldn't see her hand from any of their angles and she needed something sharp. Something to draw blood. Once her claws finished manifesting she drove them into the roof of the dragon's mouth before sweeping them across and gouging out a large chunk of its flesh.

Blood poured out from the wound, splashing across Grasidia in a gruesome, gory fashion. This blow would surely be regenerated fairly quickly and didn't do much damage on its own but there was a particularly fiendish woman that Grasidia knew who could use this blood. The dragon's skull was too thick to fully penetrate with her earlier blood spikes that was only from the outside, but angling from the roof of its mouth to its brain would be a much easier shot for that same spell. Grasidia remained in the dragon's mouth propping it open while her guildmates continued their attacks to finish the dragon off. By the time Lavinia would strike the finishing blow the plant mage would be soaked in the dragon's blood. Only once the giant monster finally collapsed completely and stopped moving did Grasidia let out a sigh and step out of its jaws.

Once back in the light she finally realized the disgusting state she was in. Her hand had reverted back to normal by now, keeping her secret kept for today. Grasidia looked over the still corpse before her before looking up at Zenith atop its head. She gave the takeover mage a nod, confirming to him that the beast was slain. Or that she was okay, however he interpreted it. She began walking over to the makeshift bunker that everyone seemed to be regrouping at but stopped after taking a few steps. She looked back over her shoulder at the dragon's body to find that it was beginning to glow faintly. After a few seconds of glowing it began breaking apart, slowly disintegrating into glowing blue particles that drifted towards the sky. Ethernano. [color=lawngreen][i]I was right,[/i][/color] she thought, now turning to face this spectacle. [color=lawngreen][i]It was an Etherious.[/i][/color]

The giant body was dispersing slowly so Grasidia didn't bother to sit and watch the entire time. She quickly turned her attention back to her guildmates and continued walking towards them. Everyone was still alive as far she knew but first she approached Holly. [color=lawngreen]"Uh... good work,"[/color] she congratulated, patting her on the shoulder with a bloody hand. With that out of the way she continued past towards the rest of the guild. She could already see that Rune Knights were beginning to come out of hiding and starting to gather around the pavilion. She couldn't see any civilians coming around yet but that was likely because the evacuation efforts were successful. The pain still radiating from her body felt especially bad in her forearms, from the strain of forcing the monster's jaws open. She was strong enough to do it but not by much. She looked at her blood-soaked arms and frowned.

[color=lawngreen]"Eden. Divine Blessing."[/color] She interlocked her arms, placing each of her hands on the opposite forearm. A small glow emanated from beneath the blood as her healing spell began to alleviate her pain. After a few seconds she felt that she had healed herself enough to tolerate the remaining pain so she returned her attention back to her guildmates. [color=lawngreen]"Marduk, who is hurt?"[/color] she asked the old man as she approached, trying to get an understanding of the total situation. She spared one brief glance back at the disappearing dragon, its blue specks floating into the sky like ashes from a fire. It was almost fitting, an oddly beautiful scene amid the destruction it had caused. [color=lawngreen]"Who needs healing?"[/color]