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Sandwalker sighed and closed her eyes, letting the pain from her hind leg, and the arrow that was in one of her frills take inside of her, The Guardian opened her eyes to see Saint in front of her, stopping in seconds. She stood there, hearing Kai let out a cry. Sandwalker knew what she had done once agin, created some chaos. The Guardian shook Emil off her hind leg, with ease. Shaken the knife in her back out, with the weapon landing in from of Sierra who had stopped as well, and grabbed her weapon. Sierra watched little Emil and his little 'girlfriend' Nim attack the Guardian. Sierra looked to see Saint, stand in front of her with a knife that was facing her direction.

"If your going to stab me, just stab than stand there not helping us take the Guardian down before it kills one of us! She shouted loudly at Saint, as she and him were barely close with each other. Sandwalker and looked at Saint's open palm, not wanting to hurt her charge as she just wanted to deal with the strange new scent that was Ambrose. "Aspryn and Kai close your eyes now! She yelled at them, grabbed Saint by the tip of his armor, putting the human on her back, wrapping her tail gently around him, so she wouldn't kill him. She flew up in the air, flapping her wings like a blue angel. Some sparkling glitters could be seen, around the dragon's body, Sandwalker's Sunguard Chest glowing bright.

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Ambrose was numbed by everything around him: Sierra's smug rescue, Emil's demanding strategy, and Saint coming between Sierra and the Guardian. After a few more rabbit-loping heart beats, the boy managed to stagger to his feet, attempting to follow the course of action provided by Emil, but whip shook so badly in his hands that his swing didn't even crack the ends of the weapon. As the braided leather hit the earth with a wet flop, a few feet from Saint's left foot, Ambrose saw the beast move again; plucking the other male trainee from the ground and onto its back.

"What in the--?" he managed to croak, the light from the Guardian's chest ornament causing him to squint and step back.

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Watching the trainee disappear between the trees and Royun making his own preparations to follow, Yvette could not help but feel something stirring in her: an eager starburst of searing orange that needled through her veins like dragon fire licking the skin. The weight of the metal on her hands slipping into nothingness as if the weapons were merely a bulky extension of her arm. She needed only dip into her living quarters for the war hammer but the thrill of the transformation had already drawn her past that part of the village.

Breaking into a stealthy run, Yvette wound through the trees, leaping over fallen logs and unstable sod, eyes gleaming. They could hear the clamor of something large moving quickly through the trees and swept themself towards the sound in a round-about arch so that'd they'd meet the commotion from the side. Once the noises of dragons, unmistakably large, and the shouts of their trainees, so fragile in comparison, were close enough to their liking, Yvette clambered into the nearest, sturdies oak and began to pick out the bodies moving through the trees. There were three dragons they could see: bright blue Guardian by the smaller beard it was either female or a juvenile male, a pale female Imperial, and a obviously injured female Wildclaw. Nim, Emil, and Sierra seemed to be attacking the Guardian, which seemed to be the only outright aggressive dragon. Saint, on the other hand, was defending the shock blue creature, while Ambrose cowered behind Sierra. They could not see Royun through the layers of forest, but it would have been unlike him to be so slow.

Yvette themself did nothing, not even as the massive dragon flung Saint onto her back and leapt into the air, its decorative chest plate flashing with magical energy. A smile crept onto the their face, dark and malicious and mysterious against the marred side of their face. Only then did they slide down from their vantage point and charge, hammer drawn, into the thick of the commotion; lobbing the weapon towards the Guardian's chest with a loud, guttural roar.

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It was chaos everywhere. Sandwalker was attacking a human, there was humans coming out of nowhere and attacking, the vaguely okay humans were now not okay, Kai was hurt, everything was chaos and Aspyn didn't know what to do.

There was no way three wounded dragons could take on a pack of humans, especially ones that were uninjured. If they didn't get out of here, they were going to die. The humans were all focused on Sandwalker, however, and Aspyn used that momentary distraction to run back to Kai, picking her up as carefully and quickly as she could with her front legs, before taking off with a wince, the cut in her wing sending a sharp flare of pain throughout her entire wing.

"Aspyn and Kai close your eyes now!"

Although she was facing away from Sandwalker, Aspyn closed her eyes until she could barely see in front of her. She didn't want to go blind, but she also didn't want to hit something. Unfortunately, her eyes snapped back open in surprise upon hearing a almost dragon-like roar coming from beneath her, and she looked down, just in time to see yet another human emerging and attacking Sandwalker.

Aspyn hesitated for a moment, she wouldn't be able to help while holding Kai, but she wouldn't abandon another dragon to humans, even Sandwalker. Making up her mind, she flew up high, then dropped, hoping the sudden wind would disorient the humans long enough for Sandwalker to break free.

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Nim watched triumphant as her arrow pierced into the flesh of her target. It felt as though the norm had returned, welcoming her with it's familiarity before Saint had acted. She was confused for a moment, thinking he had accidentally somehow faced the wrong way, when it dawned on her that turning his knife upon Sierra was his intention. But why? He was the experienced one, the adult, why not turn and fight the dragon that threatened them?
The blue one roared loudly, first at Saint that back at the other two dragons that seemed to have withdrawn from the battle. Quite suddenly the Guardian lunged forward and grabbed hold of Saint in her jaws.
"Saint!" She had shouted, an arrow already drawn. Yet to her shock and surprise she had set him on her back, her reasons and intentions unknown to Nim.
Maybe she'd taking him back to her own kind, where they'll eat him! Or, or...
Sparkles of bright light flew out of the dragons chest piece, and Nim withdrew into the bushes for shelter from them, believing them to be dangerous in a sort of way. Something burst it's way out of the forests and charged head on at the beast. Peering out she saw Yvette and her large hammer, shouting her war cry, or roar in this case, as she set her aim on the dragons chest.
Now! Now!
Surely if they attacked together, they could win! Nim pulled back the arrow once more and watched it fly and the dragon, though a strong gust of wind had it tumbling to the ground and vanishing off somewhere. Nim herself had her hair whipping in her face, and she tried setting it back in place. She would later decide to cut it, but right then she was only focused on getting it out of the way. A quick glance upward informed her of the source of the wind. She felt at a loss, what would she do without the use of her arrows? Standing back up she made her way quickly back around and met up at where Emil was.
"Emil, maybe we should leave this one to Yvette...besides, our tasks call for different things." She said, keeping an eye on the Guardian as she spoke.

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Aspyn had grabbed Kai and heaved her up onto her legs. She cried out before cutting it off with a sharp snap of her teeth, only a groan being left in her throat.

"Aspyn and Kai close your eyes now!"

Tired as she was she didn't question the Guardian's order, and shut her eyes tightly, for about half a minute before realizing she felt rather silly doing this. When she set her sights back on the battle field she was very confused to say the least. Everything that was occurring right at this moment, except the one adult charging Sandwalker, made no sense.
Aspyn had made her way above the fight and was sending wind down upon them with each beat of her large white wings, and Kai wondered why she didn't join the fight on the ground instead. Perhaps she had a reason, she could ask later anyways.
She herself looked at the battle wishing to help defend her friend, but each throbbing pain sent through her wing made her hesitant. Instead she trotted over and padded into the bushes, sneakily making her way to the battle. Perhaps an ambush of sorts would avoid her of further injury, or at least she hoped.
Peering out she saw the young male hunter known as Ambrose. He seemed to be the best target for her in her current condition, and bunching up the muscles in her legs and preparing for the hurt in her foot, she sprinted out with a roar, her teeth flashing as she snapped at him.
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Emil toppled over when the Guardian shook him off, fortunately rolling over on his uninjured shoulder. He quickly got to his feet just as the Guardian began pushing itself up into the air. "Saint!" Emil cried as the dragon snatched the other trainee up. He pulled out a knife, prepared to throw, but was surprised when the dragon set Saint up on its back. The knife almost fell out of his hand; never, to his knowledge, had a person ridden upon a dragon.

Nim tried to shoot an arrow, but if was blown away from its target. The Imperial was in the air now, and the gusts from its wings would make it nearly impossible to hit the beast with a throwing knife. Leaves took flight, scattering everywhere from the wind of two giant dragons in the air, as if trying to reattach themselves to the branches.

As Yvette attacked the blue dragon, Nim spoke to him, though it was hard to understand her with all the noise the dragons were making and their leathery flapping of wings. "Emil, maybe...leave this... to Yvette...our tasks...Different things," was all he was able to make out, but he got the basic gist, and Emil nodded in agreement. Besides, he worried he might hit Yvette or Saint if he threw a knife now.

There was a sudden roar from the Wildclaw, who he had almost forgotten about. It was charging across the forest floor, favoring its injured foot, teeth flashing at Ambrose.

"Look out!" Emil shouted, and threw himself forward with his rapier out towards the Wildclaw, forgetting about this dragon sparing his life earlier.

(( I think around this time it would be good if Nim was kidnapped... ))

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Espee could hear the signs of struggle as she was trudging along a long trail through the lush forest. Leaves twisted and fluttered by her face as she turned her head towards the source of the wild gusts.

"Dragons...", she muttered to herself as she clenched her fists.

She weaved her way through the thick brush, cutting her a way towards what she presumed was a fight. Ducking low, to avoid being knocked over by the gusts, she sped towards the sound of shouting and yelling along with the tree rattling screeches of a dragon's roar. Grasping firmly onto the trunk of a nearby tree, Espee peered over the brush and saw just as she expected. She maneuvered her way around to the front of the tree she had held onto so that she wouldn't get blown away or toppled then lowered herself behind the bushes, waiting to see the next move.

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((Alright guys here I am~! Time to get this rp rolling again and to have Trinitiat's characters removed))

The young trainee peered up into the large eyes of Sandwalker, a spark of insane energy flashing over them before the girl removed her knightly dagger. Screeching a vicious war cry Sierra charged Sandwalker, her dagger reflecting the golden rays of the sun.
With a roar the Guardian accepted the challenge. Taking the briefest of moments to safely place Saint off her back and onto the ground her head whisked back around and she shot out a large, brilliant light bolt. The young girl dodged, and the attack impaled the ground, dirt flying out and dust rising up into the air. A few more light bolt were fired, each one dodged and each one bringing more dust up into the atmosphere until visibility was very low. Talons scraped against loose stones, a heavy tail trailing across the ground being the only thing that betrayed her presence.
Another war cry. A heavy thud made the earth tremble, and dust particles were thrown everywhere as the Guardians massive wings flapped and beat at the ground. A struggle between the trainee and the beast.

Nim could hardly believe it. One of the trainees had attacked the Guardian. In only a matter of minutes the area became a battle zone between the too, and the safety steadily decreased as the large dragon wrestled against the crazy trainee.
"E-Emil! We need to go!" She shouted, reaching for his arm as she started to race away.

The sudden roaring and explosion of dust stopped Kai in her tracks. She breathed in dust and started coughing horribly, her one good wing wrapped protectively around her face. Opening her eyes as far as they could with the dust she peered into the middle of the area, the only caught glimpses of moving silhouettes.
Sandwalker, I can't help you this time...
Turning around she sauntered off into the denser part off the forest, heading to a well known river near by.

Within the dust the battle continued, for a while. A roar, though this one filled with fright and pain, erupted from the Guardian's mouth, and her struggling ceased. A smaller sound, one filled with gurgling, was barely audible, and soon stopped as well. Sandwalker's neck had been sliced multiple times, a knife still sticking out from the side. Sierra on the other hand had obviously been bitten, large rips and holes in her clothing as well as her flesh. The two warriors had fallen.

((Oh I hope this is good. Hopefully this rp will start again. If anyone finds anything amiss with this post please tell me and I will fix it asap! :) ))
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