A/N: Sorry about the wait, I've been busy.
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The small group walked into an open chamber with several stairwells. To Ike, the room slightly resembled the Melior courtyard where he and Ashnard had battled. Reyson had used one of the communication stones for Kurthnaga, who was talking to his father. Ike knew he should be listening, but he had to make sure…
"Ike? What are you doing?" Micaiah whispered.
"Looking for somebody…" he answered absently.
"Who…?" she asked.
"White dragon. Name of Nasir. He's got relatively long white hair. He'll resemble Ena."
"Is it him?" she pointed to a man at the dragon king's side. Ike took a look, and surely enough, it was Nasir.
"Damn…I was hoping he'd leave this sort of thing behind…Micaiah, when this battle starts, I'm going straight towards him, and I'd imagine Tibarn and Naesala will head for Deghinsea. You can lead the others, right?"
"Yes…Is what you said before still…valid?" she asked.
"Yeah. As soon as Nasir and I are done…"
At this point the conversation seemed to be over. Kurthnaga wasn't successful, and a battle soon broke out. Sure enough, Ike began sprinting to Nasir's position, and the bird kings headed for Deghinsea.
Transforming into her cat form, Lyre pounced on a nearby red dragon. She had definitely hurt it, but she seemed to be losing…until a perfectly aimed arrow pierced the dragon's skull and he fell to the ground.
"Uh…thanks." Lyre said.
"Hmph." Shinon was already running towards a white dragon.
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"Hyaaaah!" Boyd leaped onto the back of an enormous red dragon, severing its head off. A few of its brethren were upset by this and soon surrounded the young Reaver. Boyd cursed and jumped at the first one. A mighty slash of his axe cut it in two. Boyd fell to the ground, panting heavily.
"No…I can't…beat all of them…"
Much to Boyd's relief, a pair of blurs swept past him, one cleaving a dragon with an axe and another decapitating one with a blade. Boyd soon felt a feminine hand helping him up.
"You all right, Boyd?" Mia asked.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine!" he answered, embarrassed about being outdone by the Trueblade.
"Ok, good!" She briefly smiled and leapt gracefully toward another group of dragons. Boyd looked over and saw that the other person had left as well, Nolan probably. Boyd however, had thoughts of a different nature…
How is she so pretty even when blood drenched?
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A group of eight dragons stood, discussing the most embarrassing way to kill the lone Silver Knight that had engaged all of them in combat. Under ordinary circumstances, Geoffrey wouldn't have been able to last alone against all of them. However…
They…are talking. Way too much. The blue haired man raised his trusty Wishblade and galloped towards the enemy.
"How about…YOU SHUT UP!!" he cried. The dragons looked in alarm as his lance pierced the first dragon's heart. With a mighty whinny his horse went up on all fours, giving Geoffrey the opportunity to bash a second dragon's skull with his weapon. The dragons were now in serious battle stances, but they had already lit the Silver Knight's fuse.
"Hyaaah!"
Geoffrey leapt from his steed and swung his lance at a dragon, cutting off a leg and arm, causing it to bleed to death. He jumped from the corpse and with two lightning fast strikes eliminated a pair of red dragons.
A white one breathed its flame towards him, but the blue haired man rolled out of the way, bringing his spear up through its stomach. Brave Geoffrey dived straight through the hole in the beast and emerged on the other side. He swung his lance up above his head, and with a wild battle cry, leapt up into the air. He reached an impressive height, then came down, driving his Wishblade into a dragon from above.
As he did this, his trusty steed galloped to his position. Geoffrey fell perfectly in place and slashed his lance into a last dragon's side.
"Nobody will chatter on without MY permission!" he cried, riding into another area of the room.
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Tibarn and King Deghinsea were currently facing off, neither daring to move. Naesala's attention had been momentarily grabbed by that seemingly crazy blue-haired man on the horse…He had just defeated eight dragons without being touched…
"Naesala! Get ready for battle! It's the two of us and this fool!" the hawk king cried.
"Hmph. Don't think you command me just because we're working together." Naesala said as he switched into his bird form.
"Hahaha! I can take you foolish birds any time! In fact, why not fight up in the air?"
All three laguz soared up into the air at the same time. There was an enormous tension between the three of them…until Tibarn decided to make the first move.
He dove towards Deghinsea, driving his beak into the mighty dragon's left wing.
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A/N: Finally updated. Don't worry, I won't take this long again.