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OK, it's battle time again! Dragoon/Wingly cat fight! Which one will win? Probably whichever is closer to PMS... *ducks beneath table to avoid rain of pointy objects*
Chapter 19
Magic poured out from the diamond depths of the Silver Dragoon Spirit, wrapping Dawn in a cocoon of radiance. Shining wings sprouted from her back, and the light twisted itself around her berdiche, transforming it into a larger and more deadly weapon. She swung the weapon a few times, testing the balance. Finally she leveled the splayed thrusting point at the Wingly, and the transformation completed with a dazzling sunburst.
The Wingly needed no more provocation. The mythical 'wings of light' sprouted from her back, and she kicked off the ground and into the air. She swung hard with her right hand. Dawn blocked the barbed claws with the blade of her berdiche. The Wingly swung with her left, but Dawn countered by twisting her hand and blocking the left set of claws with her weapon's wooden haft. A flash of magic sent the Wingly spiraling backwards.
She righted herself in midair just as the Silver Dragoon charged. She slashed with the head of her weapon, but the Wingly caught the pole below the blade. She jerked the berdiche upwards, trying to take it from the Dragoon's grasp. Dawn merely held on, and as the Wingly's arc of motion completed, she stuck out her feet, catching the platinum-haired martial artist in the stomach. The Wingly gasped for breath and let go.
Dawn thrusted with the sharp piercing tip. The Wingly blocked the metal prong with her right claws, but the Silver Dragon Knight was prepared for this. Dawn reversed her stroke and slammed the butt end into the side of the Wingly's head. The Wingly wasn't down and out yet, however. She formed one of the infamous Wingly fireballs and hurled it at the unsuspecting Dragoon.
The fireball exploded on impact, charring her unprotected hands and face and throwing her backwards, she flared her wings and dug her armored heels into the soft earth. What she didn't know was that this was exactly what the Wingly wanted. She cast a bolt of ice at the Dragoon's planted feet, freezing them in place. She landed, and her wings disappeared. She walked around to Dawn's vulnerable backside, and drew back her fist, preparing to sever the human's spinal cord.
Dawn jerked her waist to the side with as much strength as she could muster. The ice cracked and snapped, freeing her feet. The blow, aimed for her back, simply grazed the back plates of her armor. Dawn raised the berdiche high above her head, and brought it downward, preparing to cleave the platinum-haired skull in two. The Wingly managed to bring both hands above her head, and by interlocking the two sets of claws, caught the blade between them and cradled the blow that would have cracked open her head. Her knees buckled under the force.
Both strained to keep their efforts alive, but the Wingly knew who would be the eventual victor. She spoke a single word of magic, and disappeared, sending the blade of Dawn's weapon crashing to the ground. Dawn sighed, healed the burns on her hands and face, and deactivated the transformation. Putting her berdiche back in the RV, she calmly walked to the trunk and grabbed the spare tire.
Phil wandered the streets of Donau, searching for a place he could duck away from the masses. Finally he found what he was looking for, a deserted backwater alley. Nonchalantly, so as not to attract attention, he walked into the alley and behind a dumpster. Once he was sure he was alone, he reached into the pocket of his jacket and withdrew his emerald Dragoon Spirit. Focusing his mind on the winds blowing over the earth, he identified a Dragoon to the south and another to the northwest, both about the same distance away from his location. However, he also located another Dragoon to the southeast, not too far away from the other. Which means that there are two in Serdio and a third in Millie Seaseu, Phil mused to himself.
He should probably join up with the one in Millie Seaseu, considering the two in Serdio would probably find each other quickly, and two groups of two was safer than a group of three and a loner. The only problem was, how would he get across the sea? He didn't have any money; he couldn't afford a plane ticket or even a boat. Suddenly he got an idea.
He walked out of the alleyway and over to the bustling Donau port. Selecting an area far away from the docks or any swimmers, he dove into the water, clothes and all. Once in the water, he immediately transformed into his Jade Dragoon armor, and created a bubble of air around him with his magic. He beat his wings, powering his way through the water. At this rate, he would reach Millie Seaseu in no time!
Shade stumbled into the main streets of Deningrad, causing much commotion among the townspeople. He collapsed in the middle of the sidewalk, groaning. A crowd formed around him, chattering nervously.
"Someone call an ambulance, quick! He came through Kashua Glacier!"
"Lucky you knew there were orchards around here, huh?"
Rayen had no idea how Sean managed to say this through a mouthful of cherries, but he nodded. He took out some money, paid the keeper, and shouldered the bag of apples, grapes, oranges and other various fruits. Sean picked up his own bag, and they left.
Rayen agreed with Sean when he said they were lucky. They had enough food to last them at least two days before it all went bad. By that time, they could easily reach Rayen's hometown, and grab some supplies before heading out again. Rayen would have liked to pay his dad a visit, but the Wingly still might be after him, and the last thing Rayen wanted was to draw attention to his father.
Rayen sighed. He would just have to cross that bridge once he came to it, as the saying went. He pulled a Fiji apple from his sack, and dug his teeth into it, the sweet juice bursting in his mouth. He motioned to Sean, and they left the orchard, nodding a farewell to the owner. Sean spit out the cherry pits into the grass, and Rayen swallowed the hunk of apple.
"So, where are we going now?"
"I thought it would be a long time before I would say this again, but we're going home."
OK, it's battle time again! Dragoon/Wingly cat fight! Which one will win? Probably whichever is closer to PMS... *ducks beneath table to avoid rain of pointy objects*
Chapter 19
Magic poured out from the diamond depths of the Silver Dragoon Spirit, wrapping Dawn in a cocoon of radiance. Shining wings sprouted from her back, and the light twisted itself around her berdiche, transforming it into a larger and more deadly weapon. She swung the weapon a few times, testing the balance. Finally she leveled the splayed thrusting point at the Wingly, and the transformation completed with a dazzling sunburst.
The Wingly needed no more provocation. The mythical 'wings of light' sprouted from her back, and she kicked off the ground and into the air. She swung hard with her right hand. Dawn blocked the barbed claws with the blade of her berdiche. The Wingly swung with her left, but Dawn countered by twisting her hand and blocking the left set of claws with her weapon's wooden haft. A flash of magic sent the Wingly spiraling backwards.
She righted herself in midair just as the Silver Dragoon charged. She slashed with the head of her weapon, but the Wingly caught the pole below the blade. She jerked the berdiche upwards, trying to take it from the Dragoon's grasp. Dawn merely held on, and as the Wingly's arc of motion completed, she stuck out her feet, catching the platinum-haired martial artist in the stomach. The Wingly gasped for breath and let go.
Dawn thrusted with the sharp piercing tip. The Wingly blocked the metal prong with her right claws, but the Silver Dragon Knight was prepared for this. Dawn reversed her stroke and slammed the butt end into the side of the Wingly's head. The Wingly wasn't down and out yet, however. She formed one of the infamous Wingly fireballs and hurled it at the unsuspecting Dragoon.
The fireball exploded on impact, charring her unprotected hands and face and throwing her backwards, she flared her wings and dug her armored heels into the soft earth. What she didn't know was that this was exactly what the Wingly wanted. She cast a bolt of ice at the Dragoon's planted feet, freezing them in place. She landed, and her wings disappeared. She walked around to Dawn's vulnerable backside, and drew back her fist, preparing to sever the human's spinal cord.
Dawn jerked her waist to the side with as much strength as she could muster. The ice cracked and snapped, freeing her feet. The blow, aimed for her back, simply grazed the back plates of her armor. Dawn raised the berdiche high above her head, and brought it downward, preparing to cleave the platinum-haired skull in two. The Wingly managed to bring both hands above her head, and by interlocking the two sets of claws, caught the blade between them and cradled the blow that would have cracked open her head. Her knees buckled under the force.
Both strained to keep their efforts alive, but the Wingly knew who would be the eventual victor. She spoke a single word of magic, and disappeared, sending the blade of Dawn's weapon crashing to the ground. Dawn sighed, healed the burns on her hands and face, and deactivated the transformation. Putting her berdiche back in the RV, she calmly walked to the trunk and grabbed the spare tire.
Phil wandered the streets of Donau, searching for a place he could duck away from the masses. Finally he found what he was looking for, a deserted backwater alley. Nonchalantly, so as not to attract attention, he walked into the alley and behind a dumpster. Once he was sure he was alone, he reached into the pocket of his jacket and withdrew his emerald Dragoon Spirit. Focusing his mind on the winds blowing over the earth, he identified a Dragoon to the south and another to the northwest, both about the same distance away from his location. However, he also located another Dragoon to the southeast, not too far away from the other. Which means that there are two in Serdio and a third in Millie Seaseu, Phil mused to himself.
He should probably join up with the one in Millie Seaseu, considering the two in Serdio would probably find each other quickly, and two groups of two was safer than a group of three and a loner. The only problem was, how would he get across the sea? He didn't have any money; he couldn't afford a plane ticket or even a boat. Suddenly he got an idea.
He walked out of the alleyway and over to the bustling Donau port. Selecting an area far away from the docks or any swimmers, he dove into the water, clothes and all. Once in the water, he immediately transformed into his Jade Dragoon armor, and created a bubble of air around him with his magic. He beat his wings, powering his way through the water. At this rate, he would reach Millie Seaseu in no time!
Shade stumbled into the main streets of Deningrad, causing much commotion among the townspeople. He collapsed in the middle of the sidewalk, groaning. A crowd formed around him, chattering nervously.
"Someone call an ambulance, quick! He came through Kashua Glacier!"
"Lucky you knew there were orchards around here, huh?"
Rayen had no idea how Sean managed to say this through a mouthful of cherries, but he nodded. He took out some money, paid the keeper, and shouldered the bag of apples, grapes, oranges and other various fruits. Sean picked up his own bag, and they left.
Rayen agreed with Sean when he said they were lucky. They had enough food to last them at least two days before it all went bad. By that time, they could easily reach Rayen's hometown, and grab some supplies before heading out again. Rayen would have liked to pay his dad a visit, but the Wingly still might be after him, and the last thing Rayen wanted was to draw attention to his father.
Rayen sighed. He would just have to cross that bridge once he came to it, as the saying went. He pulled a Fiji apple from his sack, and dug his teeth into it, the sweet juice bursting in his mouth. He motioned to Sean, and they left the orchard, nodding a farewell to the owner. Sean spit out the cherry pits into the grass, and Rayen swallowed the hunk of apple.
"So, where are we going now?"
"I thought it would be a long time before I would say this again, but we're going home."