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[color=34c9cd][i]*Jazz Hands Intensifies*[/i][/color]

[color=888888]— Luana Roycroft[/color][/center]

[@Rune_Alchemist][@Crimson Paladin][@Guy0fV4lor]

The dragon wasn't going to stop. 

It would have been easier to deal with if any of them were swift enough to deal with. But for all of the strength Sorcha's knights had, none of them were swift enough to deal with a threat like this. They couldn't save the retreating knights because the dragon was able to move faster than they were. But something any good hunter knows is that catching a beast isn't a matter of being faster or stronger than it, it's about predicting its movements. Conversing with the newly arrived could wait, they had a dragon to snare.  

Luana reached into her bag and chucked a handful of acorns between the dragon and the next group of knights it was going to attack. Nothing would happen when the dragon approached them. But once it was over them, the acorns would erupt into sprawling oaks, coiling around its legs and tail. Even if it was only snared for a moment, Luana could hurl her spear at its back, and the handle would grow into more swirling branches. This time working in reverse to anchor the dragon to the ground. She ran towards the dragon while lobbing more and more acorns at it. She couldn't defeat it, but if she could hold it down long enough someone would be able to deal a killing blow to it. Even as her seed supply dwindled she had to believe in the other knights.