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[color=salmon]Word Count: 491 (+2 exp)[/color] [color=gray]Overdrive[/color]
[color=salmon][u]Level[/u]: [b]5[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 25/50
[b]Location:[/b] The End[/color][/center]
[color=salmon]"Almost there!"[/color]

The ride was a lot rougher than the Ace Cadet was used to - and by now he had plenty of experience clinging to the back of monsters. The pull of wind and gravity as the dragon ripped through the air was a lot different from the wild bucking of much smaller creatures. Still, after traveling down the beast's back once already, progress back up towards it's head was a lot faster. He could tell they were close when the acrid stench of whatever the dragon was letting loose from it's mouth was strong enough to sting his nose. That it was something dangerous didn't even need to be said: it was being hacked up by a [i]black dragon[/i]. Whatever it was, it was acidic. Possibly even straight up acid. Cadet hoped everyone on the ground was okay, it was too difficult to get a clear picture of them when the world was rushing by on the dragon's back.

...until suddenly that picture came in with crystal quality. After the dragon's slice through the space just above the island, she turned and hovered, giving the hunter a clear view of the others. It seemed Tora and Poppi had been flung off, but seemed okay - the rest of the group was spread out, many of them thrown by the force of the dragon's dive. Between her immense size and the wall of winds she could create with it, her flight and proximity to those healing crystal things... well, this dragon was a huge pain to fight, wasn't she?

The break in wind pressure let Cadet cover the last bit of distance quickly. He burst out from between the dragon's horns and slid down her snout, getting a great view of the gigantified Koopa King putting the pressure on her. This was the perfect time to attempt a take down, and that's exactly what the ace hunter did. Crossing the brief expanse of the dragon's face, the Cadet brought his slinger up and unloaded the yellow stone into it's wicked purple eye. This would usually be the point where the hunter would bail and fling himself off of his target to watch as it went down, but the fact was he didn't know if it this tactic was effective against a beast this size. So he stayed put, grounding himself and pulling the dark scythe from his back. The goal was to get the dragon on the ground, away from the crystals and closer toward the horde of heroes eager to defeat it... if he could accomplish that it would be great, but even better would be if he could get the enderdragon to smash it's face into something in an attempt to be rid of him. To that end the hunter lashed out with the blade with a punishing draw attack, then cutting across her scales with as many quick slashes as he could make before the beast could dislodge him.