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Sharidi's out of internet, so it might be a sec
Darya whoops as Damien's shots hit. Realizing that their battle needs to wrap up quickly, she kneels once more. The same tremble as before runs through the earth, and she forces the crack to close, hopefully trapping the Drakon's leg in the process. She jumps up, almost falls immediately, and shakes her head to clear it. With a backwards glance at her half-sister, she runs through the portal.
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Reagan hears Tony's shout and glances over their shoulder. They dart over to Jason and help him up however he'll allow. "Come on, we've gotta go!" Once he's up, Reagan spins abruptly and rushes to the portal. Just before going through, they stop briefly to make sure that everyone is following. Satisfied, they leap through.
Yeah! I'd assume the magicians would have something similar, and if not, a blunt scythe wouldn't be too difficult to procure, but I wanted to double-check
There was a mechanism in the Inheritance series that magically dulled their blades for sparring. Would it be similar to that, or would they be mock weapons made specifically for sparring?
sometimes, you do just gotta die ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
it is how it is
lmaoooo jason: tells everyone what to do
also jason: dies
So it's @Sanity43217's turn now?
Darya spins on her heel at the roar and assesses the situation quickly. "Frontal assaults won't work, but if we can distract it, we should be able to buy Tony time," she mutters to herself. Glancing over her shoulder at the rest of the group, she calls, "We need to draw it away! Try flanking it!" She sheathes her sword and kneels, hands pressed to the earth.
The earth's crust is made of a number of plates, constantly shifting over and under each other upon an endless sea of molten rock. This fluctuation, the perpetual change, is what Darya calls on. From her perch on the North American plate, she asks it to tear.
The ground beneath the Drakon shakes, then splits. A several-meter-wide crack opens beneath the monster's right hind, aiming to trap its leg. Darya sways upright and takes up a defensive stance, face flushed and breathing heavily.
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Reagan's eyes dart from the Drakon to the unprepared members of their group. Not good. With an inhuman speed, they're suddenly between the other demigods and the monster. A small cylinder appears in their fingertips, and they pop it open to a Celestial bronze bo staff.
thanks for the reminder! I'll post asap @Jasper19
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