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[color=E5E4E2]Vivid guessed that she should have known that the giant dark-scaled dragon would roll onto his side. Oxygen came flooding out of her lungs as his weight collapsed atop of her, which made her loosen her talons from his tough scales. Sand was sent into the air around them, obscuring the match in powdery clouds that stung her eyes. But even beyond the veil of debris, she saw Frostbite’s spiked tail come down upon her. Her heart skipped a beat. Did he mean it when he said he had a plan? He could have tricked her into letting her guard down so that he could survive the fight. Her eyes squeezed shut as she waited for the blow. 

She cried out when his tail swept across her side, though she was surprised to see that the blow didn’t feel as brutal as it should have been. Her purplish scales had now become patterned with white splotches of terror, though she still pulled herself to her feet and stared at the other hybrid in a state of shock, confusion, and fear. He was a dragon that could very easily kill her, even without any use of his ice breath. There was no doubt about it. 

[b]”C’mon, fight!”[/b] roared a dragon from the stands. 

She saw another SandWing open its mouth to half-yawn, half-yell. [b]”This is boring! Bite her head off already!”[/b] 

Vivid’s eyes darted to the sidelines. Boa watched with slitted eyes from the shadow of the arena, flanked by smirking armored SandWings. Caracal sat in her booth, her dark-rimmed gaze glittering with excitement. Her breath stung in her throat. She was so tired, so thirsty, so hungry… but she still had to fight. Turning her eyes back to Frostbite, she focused her mind. [color=19CACA][i]C’mon, you can do this… I just need to make all this look convincing to them![/i][/color]

Screeching, she set off towards Frostbite in a brave charge. She leapt into the air just as she approached him and fanned out her wings to hopefully distract him with the sudden flash of color. In a smooth movement, she whipped around his neck and clung to the small of his neck with her back talons. [color=19CACA][b]”You’ll pay for that!”[/b][/color] she shrieked, trying to sound as furious as she could as her front left talons clung to his left horn. Her right talons reached over to scratch at his eyes, though she purposely made this appear quite clumsy as to not blind the poor dragon. Despite her rather vicious attack, it was difficult to lean against the back of the half-IceWing’s neck [i]and[/i] attack his face; his spines prodded her soft underbelly and caused her to wince in pain. 

Still. She’d have his tail for causing so much trouble. That last attack of his hurt![/color]