Flemeth throws her head back and lets out a roar to shudder the very heavens themselves. Slobber and bile drip from her tremendous snout as she cranes her neck downwards to look at me. The beast before me is as tall as two of her huts; her four clawed feet as large around as wagons; and from the tip of her tail to the tip of her snout she's the length of seven of her huts. Thick, violet and ruby scales line her entire body with ivory teeth and claws shining in the dim lighting. Two beady, black eyes lock onto me. Flemeth's jaw drops and rows upon rows of sword sized fangs reveal themselves. Another roar that shudders the world, only this time it's directed at me specifically.
The dragon takes a step and the ground shakes. Wings the size of sailboat sails spread out around the beast. Her spikes lining her back, neck, and tail perk up and her skull begins shaking back and forth. Slowly, Flemeth rises onto her two back legs. I look behind me. Leliana is shakily aiming a bow for Flemeth's vermilion underbelly, Wynne is preparing to cast wards and healing spells, and Duncan is growling only a step or two behind me. I turn back towards Flemeth. Her monstrous claws slam into the ground in front of me. Duncan and I are slammed onto the ground while Wynne and Leliana retreat. Warm air washes over me and a thick slime smacks into the ground beside my head.
My sight focuses in above me and I see Flemeth's skull dangling in the air a few feet above me. A fang-filled smile crosses her lips and a light begins shining in her chest. I roll to one side while Duncan scrabbles to the other. Fire hisses out of Flemeth and begins torching the ground where my Mabari and I were once huddled. Duncan makes it away safely from what I can tell. I don't have as good of luck. My body erupts into pain as five serrated claws the length of my height agonizingly constrict around me. A triumphant roar as I'm lifted into the air. A beady eye obstructs my vision. A gravely, deep voice commands me.
"Beg.". I wretch one burning arm free of the dragon and manage to rip my sword from my back. Flemeth's eye widens as I swig my sword as hard and quick as physically possible. Flemeth tosses me, but not before I rip a large cut right above her eye. The dragon roars and begins shaking her head violently from side to side. Hot, sticky blood rains down upon me while I charge one of the bitch's leg. I use my sword like a bastard spear and thrust it into the dragon's leg. Flemeth roars once more and jerks her clawed hand off of my blade. More blood begins pooling around her. I take a brief second to scan for my team. Wynne is still casting wards and healing spells while burning through some lyrium bottles. I have a ridiculously large supply of them and Morrigan doesn't need them, so I don't mind that.
Leliana is positioned on a rock near the edge of the battlefield. Arrows are being fired at a rapid rate while Leliana keeps using her rogue powers to amplify her damage done. I scan the arrow's path and see my lover has shredded holes in Flemeth's wings. Now she won't be able to take off; although, she might still be able to use her wings to pull all of us in close. My final companion is busy gnawing on Flemeth's tail like a treat. Already, scales are ripped off and blood is spewing. Suddenly, I'm smacked across my torso by the dragon. I look upwards and see beady eyes (one with blood dripping around it) glaring at me. She raises a clawed hand again for a better punch. I leap underneath her stomach. Flemeth roars and rears. I slash my sword across her back leg.
The dragon's leg begins bleeding like crazy and a scream of agony follows. Flemeth hops away from me and (very briefly) yanks her wounded leg up to protect it from further damage. Duncan is smacked in the face by Flemeth's tail and out for the fight. I scream and begin trying to avenge my knocked-out comrade. I charge toward Flemeth's other leg. An agonizing, flaming plume of fire washes over me before I can reach her. I slam my eyes shut and try to tank the blow while continuing my charge. A soft, blue glow surrounds me and I mentally worship Wynne for helping me through the dragon's fire.
Flemeth stops blowing and chomps down upon my shoulder. Even her fangs can't break through the metal protecting me; however, I feel a cut open up beneath my chain-mail due to the sheer insane amount of pressure applied to my flesh. I cringe and bite my tongue. Another blue light envelopes me and I can finally attack. I begin spinning on a fixed point while aiming for Flemeth's front leg. The one that I previously speared with my sword.
Flemeth rears her head back and a familiar hissing greets me. The soft blue light surrounding me doesn't protect me from the fire, but it numbs the pain to where I can't feel it washing over me. My vision is still consumed by beautiful reds, oranges, and yellows; I can just keep fighting without dying. It takes almost all of my stamina, but Flemeth's front leg is finally damaged enough.
She screams, yanks the leg up, and hops a few feet away from me. I take inventory while scanning the battlefield briefly. Wynne has burned through more potions, but she's going strong and looks good. Leliana looks almost bored and disappointed as she keeps firing arrows at the dragon. Now Flemeth's wings are shreds, and some arrows are beginning to rain down upon her armored back. None have penetrated the scales and reached flesh yet, but it'll only be a matter of time before they do. Duncan is still lying on the ground. My surveying is interrupted by Flemeth raising her wings high above her body. She slams them down to the ground in one swoop. A swirling funnel begins forming around her. I turn towards my companions.
"Run! Get in the circle!". Leliana leaps off of her rock, scoops Wynne up in her arms, and begins charging towards me. Another raise of her shredded wings. Another slam. The funnel finally forms in a perfect circle around Flemeth and I. Leliana's steps jerk and both of them groan in pain, but they're safely inside the circle. Flemeth raises her wings once again. I slash my sword across her uninjured front leg, Leliana begins firing arrows at the leg where the scales have been shattered off, and Wynne begins healing all of our wounds and buffing us. Flemeth screams and the funnel is destroyed. Wynne and Leliana rush off as the dragon yanks up her leg and hops a few feet to the side.
The beast rears and her clawed hands are aiming specifically for me. I roll underneath her stomach. Another roar as the dragon flutters a few feet away from me. I roll with her and find myself remaining underneath her stomach. A deep growl as Flemeth runs forward. I roll and hop and run until the dragon finally stops and flips around to face where she believes I am. A growl as she sees a battlefield without me.
I charge her leg. Just as she's beginning to jump away I reach it. My slash doesn't wound her enough, but her blood's beginning to flow and it's something. Flemeth's jump and landing is screwed up due to the sudden sensation of being cut. The mighty beast lands only a foot or two away from where she was, and I'm still underneath the base of her tail. I wind up my swing again and slice her leg open. A roar as the dragon leaps completely across the field. Her tremendous tail swats Wynne and Leliana down, but the two scrabble and run away. Flemeth, thankfully, keeps her attention trained on me. A deep growl as her head lowers to the ground.
I begin running with abandonment as her jaws clack open. A watermelon sized ball of compacted fire slams into the front of my armor. My charge is stopped and my body involuntarily shudders at the contact. My armor even begins to drip a little melted metal off of its front. Blue light keeps me going as I charge Flemeth. The bitch is already ready for me. Fire rains down upon me and I'm forced to guess at where her only uninjured leg is. My guess is right. When I burst form the plume of flames I'm only a few feet away from her leg. Flemeth begins jumping away just as I charge. My swing is terrible. Weak with only the tip brushing up against the scaled leg of Flemeth.
It's enough. Flemeth screams as she flaps her wings and attempts to get enough distance away from me. Her shredded appendages don't take her far, and she comes crashing down to the ground. Hard. Her final leg buckles and the mighty beast collapses onto her side. Clawed hands begin kicking for purchase as her tail and wings begin wildly flailing. Arrows begin being fired directly into her face (her neck weighing too much for her to successfully peel off of the ground without shoulder and leg muscles), and even Wynne starts firing spells into her chest. The spells must be corrosive because her scales begins slowly rotting and chipping off of her from her chest outwards. I take my sword and brave the kicking legs. I'm solidly cracked on the head, but I force my way through to her chest.
Flemeth's jaws clack open and a tremendous plume of fire is shot out. Only it's not directed at me this time. Wynne's soft, blue light fades from me as screams rise from both her and Leliana's lips. I don't look over my shoulder, but I can tell they've fallen. I use my sword like a spear again and plunge it into Flemeth's chest. There's not a chance in hell I'll be able to hit her heart since I don't know dragonology, but I'm hoping to cut open a major vein or something to make this bitch bleed out. My hope is answered tenfold within a second.
Thick, hot blood spurts out and I rip my sword from her. A river of red floods from Flemeth. The dragon's tail and wings stops flailing. Slowly, she presses her forehead against the ground. I step back as the dragon pushes herself onto her folded legs. Her wings come out to stabilize her. Flemeth is on her stomach with her legs folded in, wings collapsed by her side, and tail brokenly trailing out behind her. Her skull bobs and shakes as she manages to turn her beady eyes towards me. A weak growl, but no fire. Not enough strength to work it up most like. A gaping maw tries to descend on me. I use my sword to crack her skull to the side. The dragon's head is turned from me. I reach out and grab onto one of her horns. Flemeth is reawakened as I climb onto the base of her head where her neck meets her skull.
I grab onto one of her two largest horns with my left hand, and in my right hand I firmly hold my sword. My vision blurs and white noise fills my ears as I'm wildly taken for a ride around the battlefield (at least, where Flemeth's head can reach) over and over again in a matter of seconds. I do my best to hold onto my senses and I look down at Flemeth. At the base of her neck there's a spot without scales. A spot where if I could angle my blade just right I could hit her brain without a single problem. I yank my sword back. Flemeth freezes when I finally strike.
Note: Next update might be late again. Sorry. Again. Also, made the dragon battle similar to what can be done in Inquisition. Just thought it would be boring to hear 'we kept hitting her, Wynne kept healing us, and she kept breathing fire'. That's generally how that battle goes for me.