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Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@Legion02 That’s fair. Honestly I would do the same.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@Rune_Alchemist Yeah i did the post for him already - he’s going to leave the spire area but the creature can still catch him prior to leaving.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@Legion02 Not to rush, but how’s it going?

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

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_{@Legion02 - Arch-Dragons - Thesan & Lira - & Friends}

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Drakairós could only stand helplessly as the arch-dragon dodged his breaths and crushed a fellow ice dragon underneath her massive weight. They can only flinch as another of their very few newfound units succumbed to its destruction. Whilst many more will take it's place, eating away at Ragnagedon's forces, every loss will be painful for the hydra god. But in war, sacrifices must be made no matter the cost. They can see the battle rage all around them, ice dragons purifying fire dragons, the latter destroying the former, and some of both being caught within the raging torrent of gale-force maelstrom of fire and ice. It was a scene of apocalyptic proportions, both as dangerous as it was beautiful. As long as the hydra god keep earning dragons for their growing army - more so than loosing them - and destroy the arch-dragons, then victory is within their grasp.

Drakairós couldn't see where the commanders went after seeing the female flee into the storm. But no doubt they were going to issue a counter-attack and attempt to pave victory for Ragnagedon.

"Those loathsome fire-fracks are going to keep eating away at our forces if we don't deal with them in time." Rós growled annoyingly as his breath takes down a rogue fire dragon, suddenly becoming swarmed by three ice dragons.

"Indeed." Dra agrees as his lightning breath immobilizes another fire dragon from above, "Although in order to quench their flame, we must temporarily tap into your ice beam."

"BUT I DON'T WANT TO BREATHE ICE!" roars Kai furiously as his breath explodes a portion of a fire dragon, "I JUST~"

"It will only be TEMPORARILY, Kai. Just to freeze these despicable arch-dragons in their tracks." the middle head affirms strictly before turning to Rós, "How long until it's ready?"

"Give it a few minutes to let it 'cool down'." he replies confidently, "You'll feel when it's ready."

As the ice head purifies a fallen fire dragon, several fire beams ripped through the swirling chaos as they attempted to blindly blast Drakairós to ash. Most of the beams missed, with one or two lightly scathing them, otherwise doing nothing but gather their attention to him. The male arch-dragon roars for him to do combat, even having the nerves in calling them a "false" god.

"FALSE GOD?!" Kai bellows insultingly at this taunt, "HOW DARE YOU PROCLAIM US, THE GOD OF WEATHER, AS FALSE PROPHETS!"

The other heads meanwhile kept much of their temper in their craniums as they took to the skies. With every flap of their gigantic golden wings did they earn more and more speed as they attempt to blast the arch-dragon straight from the sky.

If it didn't work, they'd fly close enough to latch their long talons into the creature's flesh - precisely around it's left wing ligament - in order to destabilize him, all while continuing to fire their beams into him.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@Legion02

“You’ve committed heresy. Come with us.”

Hyperion: *HEAVY BREATHING INTENSIFIES*

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

And finally posted for Drakairos. This battle is about to get heated!

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

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_{@Legion02 - Arch-Dragons - Thesan & Lira - & Friends}

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The mighty hydra turned around to see the two frozen arch-dragons spring back into life as the curse lifted off their shoulders. By that time, their minor kin had been purified into ice dragons and added to Drakairós' growing army. From five dragons - the God of Weather included - they're now comprised of eight individuals*. And with the incoming hundred-so dragons, more will join them yet...

And some being lost in the process.

The male arch-dragon roared to his "traitorous" kin as he engaged the ice dragons with immense abhorrence. The ice dragon attempting to purify him staggered back with a vicious shriek as it attempts to fire its ice beam at him. Eventually however it would be driven away and be one of the few to be chased by the enraged fire dragon. The hydra dragon god issued a guttural call to mobilize the rest of the ice dragons to engage the enemy, all complying without hesitation. Two other ice dragons followed Thesan in pursuit as they attempted to strike him down with their cold breath.

The storm around them would continue to intensify, with the blizzard casting down near-hurricane force winds that would definitely diminish the flight capabilities of the fire dragons, as well as heavily diminishing their vision. Yet as the winds began to howl fiercely, with the snow whipping back and forth through the currents, this heavy blizzard evolved into a thundersnow phenomenon as lightning pierce through the thick clouds. Most of these strikes would occur around the flock of dragons, attempting to take them out one bolt at a time. Dra and Rós would fire their lighting and ice breaths respectfully from afar as they attempt to take several more out. Any foe the ice dragons would win against will attempt to turn them into their own, while some would perhaps fall victim to the fire dragons themselves.

"Should we consider splitting again?" Rós asked the middle head cautiously, thinking about the whole divide and conquer strategy like they did with the first few ice dragons.

"Not with these many opponents." Dra responded bluntly, "We'll stay as one for now. Once we decapitate the leading heads, can we divide to pick off the retreating forces."

Yet as the Weather God continued to lay waste to the flocking fire dragons, a beam of concentrated fire hit them on their side, causing them to reel in surprise. All three heads ceased firing as they glanced up into the white clouds to see the second arch-dragon heading straight towards them in a beeline fashion. Roaring for a challenge, she falls towards him like a meteor hitting through the atmosphere. Yet it was Dra who would respond with a grin, for he knew what to do.

"Challenge accepted." he growls ominously.

And in that moment, all three heads opened their toothy maws - each full with razor sharp teeth - and quickly fired their respected beams at the descending dragon.

_{(*eleven if you count Dra, Kai, and Rós separately)}

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

And as promised, I have posted!

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

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@PlatinumSkink

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As soon as he turned the next corner leading to the house of interest, an enemy axe-fighter ahead of him turned around and noticed his presence.

‘You! You’re… not of our Guild.’

Uh oh, has Servus been spotted already? Or did the axe-person recognize who he was? Either way, it didn't look too good from the journeyman's viewpoint.

‘Uh. … This section of town is the property of the Zane Guild! We’re not sharing! Go back to your own!’

Servus was somewhat confused with the situation in question. He wasn't identified as an enemy, but neither was he part of the guildsman. It was an awkward position to be in. Wanted, but also not wanted. He has to quickly fill the air in with some excuse.

"I beg your pard~?"

Before he could finish, he notices an armored unit screaming down the road as he barks out order to his men.

‘DON’T LET THAT WYVERN GET AWAY! SURROUND HIM, FORCE HIM SOUTH! I’LL INTERCEPT HIM THERE…!’

Servus' heart sank slightly at the notion. Was he talking about Amboli? Or was he talking about ~ oh right, of course he's talking about that wyvern who emerged from a bloody building. His wyvern meanwhile was still in hiding, hopefully not causing any trouble. He over hears him being named "Zane", who Servus kind of knew from his days in Jehenna, but didn't talk to him much. He's still obnoxious as usual.

The axe-man then turned to several soldiers behind him, giving the journeyman a possible minute to consider making a run for cover. However before he could make up his mind in such a position, the axe-man spun around and called for his attention.

‘You, hang on with me! If you’re helpful I’ll ask Commander Zane of something nice for you! Let’s go!’ he barks as he heads to the right.

Servus raised his hand towards him in an attempt to clear the air, but by that time he had already ran off. He gave an exasperated sigh as his right eye twitches violently. He's going to have to be with this lot for a while. Sure he can just run off the other way, but that will possibly make him a person of interest. And he's already been given some attention judging at how his attire didn't seem to match the guild's. However if he can just be a competent soldier for Zane's guild and relive his past for just a moment, perhaps he might be able to survive and get some useful information before deserting.

If he can survive the rag-tag group of Gradonians coming their way that is. It'll be unlikely for them to recognize who he is and that he's secretly trying to help them.

He cocks his head to the side as he reluctantly follows the axe-man in pursuit. Things are going to get more awkward from here.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@Dealdric BTW, that black dragon of yours should totally join Drakairos' forces to make him become the Dragon God lol