"No!" Charlie snapped as she tried to drag her arm free, it didn't matter that she was in a tremendous amount of pain, the beating that she had received from the freakish Mountain, was problematic, but she was certain that Kara hit harder on her better day. Still with her movement restrained, and the lack of a weapon in her hand, she knew there was no way that she would be getting out of this. That didn't mean that she was going to make it easy for them, fucking pointy-eared sapfuckers. She had been starved, her leg was broken and even still her strength was still a bit much for most of the elves, she just needed a bit of a—
"You should cut off her sword arm, that should make her settle right down."
Charlie attention flies towards Joffrey, he was a smug little shitstain of a human being and once she was free she was going to cut off his dick and shove it up his ass or make him gag on it, she wasn't sure what she would do but they would be singing tales of it for the rest of her life. "Go fuck yourself—" She doesn't see the blow coming but she certainly feels it as her head snaps to the side and she feels a few teeth rattle in her jaw as her temple catches the side of the alter. It's enough to put stars in her vision and get her to stop lashing out long enough for them to chain her to the altar.
Cersei surveilled the scene that was playing out in front of her, and in a few minutes the elves would finally have their hands on dragon magic. "Begin, I haven't heard from our spy within the kingdom, we have to assume that she's been caught, we do not have much time, and I suppose that we can give them back their broken princess assuming she survives this."
"I hope that my dragon eats you first," Charlie yells to Cersei as she tests her restraints, she wouldn't be able to generate enough leverage to break through the shackles, and with the pain she was in focusing on her mana, would be a waste of energy so all she could really do was curse her captors and even if it killed her she was going to make sure she took out all the elves. Kara would be so incredibly annoyed with her. They'd talked about this for years, and now she was going to do it.
"Someone gag her!" Cersei snaps at one of the attendants. "And the moment she is, start the process."
Charlie attempted to bite the elf who put his hands near her mouth but she's quickly overpowered and a dirty rag is forced into her mouth, well she wasn't a witch and she wasn't quite sure what having a dragoncore actually meant, but she hoped that she could curse people. If she did have the ability to curse people, she was going to doom this fucking tree-fucking civilization and she was going to make sure that they died in the most painful way possible.
But there was one thing she did notice, there were only a few elves in dark green robes who immediately began to chant, as vines slowly started to wrap around her limbs, limiting her movement further. But even though the situation is dire, Charlie can't help but snicker at the thought. She was going to be murdered by elves. Tree fuckers. Pointy-eared sap fuckers. The absurdity of it causes her to giggle, she was about to be murdered by elves. She could already see Kara at her grave, laughing at her.
The vines that had wrapped around her body suddenly start to dig in, tearing her flesh as they begin to grow under her skin. It's agony, pure agony, but Charlie just snorts and giggles mostly to herself, she was going to live, she was going to live and she was going to burn down this entire forest. The smell of blood fills her nose, and it takes her a moment to realize that there is blood pouring out of her nose, and she was sure from how slick her face felt that it was pouring out from her eyes and possibly her ears as well, it had gotten a lot harder to hear. It felt like her entire head was underwater and there was an intense pressure in the pit of her stomach. She catches someone approaching her with a glowing hand, and if she'd been in pain prior, this was another level and this time, she can't help the scream of agony that erupts from her lips as as the hand is forced deep into her abdomen, right where her belly button was and she feels someone rooting around deep inside her stomach. It feels like it last forever, but finally they stop and before she can take a deep breath she feels something being pulled out of her.
It's over in seconds, and she gets bathed in a golden light, that almost makes up for the hollowness that she feels overwhelming her. Her breathing grows shallow and her eyes grow dim, as she tries to beg for it back. Empty, like there was a hole filled with darkness, that was threatening to overtake her.
"Success!" One of the elves exclaims, holding the ball of light up, before he suddenly yells and drops it. His hand seared off completely and the ball of light slowly begins to expand a massive dragon that's only a bit bigger than Hiccup lets out a roar that shakes the very foundation of the altar and the building that she had been dragged into.
Screaming ensues as the dragon turns to look at her, bright green eyes stare at Charlie for a moment, before the dragon snorts and whips around, tearing the head off the Mountain and dropping him.
As the world grows dim, Charlie can't help but smile. She was able to curse people. She was going to make sure to give Kara a beard, what type of dwarf didn't have a fucking beard. Something that would be impossible to shave off.