@/BlitzRyu @/PoppyFace
So, they thought they could outfly him? Typical dumb Imperials. With every beat of his six wings, Gwyn was inching closer, and he'd recovered sufficiently to conjure up another Plague Bolt.
There was a Faithful encampment somewhere to the east, he knew. If he couldn't take them down himself, his next best solution was to herd them in the right direction.
Galatea, however, had other ideas.
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"Hey!" she called out to the two Imperials. With her larger wingspan, she was making far better progress than her creator in catching up. "There's a Faithful camp to the east, beyond the trees!"
She had them now! They'd definitely follow the advice of a fellow Imperial and fly right into her master's grasp. An absolutely foolproof plan!
@/BlitzRyu @/PoppyFace
So, they thought they could outfly him? Typical dumb Imperials. With every beat of his six wings, Gwyn was inching closer, and he'd recovered sufficiently to conjure up another Plague Bolt.
There was a Faithful encampment somewhere to the east, he knew. If he couldn't take them down himself, his next best solution was to herd them in the right direction.
Galatea, however, had other ideas.
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"Hey!" she called out to the two Imperials. With her larger wingspan, she was making far better progress than her creator in catching up. "There's a Faithful camp to the east, beyond the trees!"
She had them now! They'd definitely follow the advice of a fellow Imperial and fly right into her master's grasp. An absolutely foolproof plan!
Cocoa watched as the unknown imperial caught up to them, though she didn’t seem like a threat. If anything, she seemed to be friendly if she was telling them the location of a faithful base. “Thanks, I guess.” It was weird how she knew sich things, but she wouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth. The dragoness then turned and headed northwest, away from the base and the spiral.
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zayjay @
ethiera
Cocoa watched as the unknown imperial caught up to them, though she didn’t seem like a threat. If anything, she seemed to be friendly if she was telling them the location of a faithful base. “Thanks, I guess.” It was weird how she knew sich things, but she wouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth. The dragoness then turned and headed northwest, away from the base and the spiral.
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zayjay @
ethiera
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ethiera @
blitzryu
At the sound of a voice, Riaxus glances curiously over to the imperial trailing them. Riaxus had been far too frenzied before to fully register their presence, and Galatea seemed to have come from nowhere. But any help is appreciated. Riaxus is never too picky to trust what seems like an ally.
Following Cocoa's lead, Riaxus edges away from the east, tipping his wing to follow the other. He knows the spiral is gaining upon them- spirals, as erratic as their flying patterns are, are fast. It is time to unleash what he has been storing now.
Riaxus twists his head to look back at his pursuer, focusing on the spiral, eyes narrowed. Taking the time to focus on the faithful risks impeding his flight, but he has to get this right if he wants his attack to hit. He has to know exactly where the spiral is, and where they are going to be.
Calculating the distance, and the speed and the trajectory of their foe isn't easy. The magic he has been building up surges through him, pouring out like a river. All at once, the vines he had been calling to from below spring up, snapping and stretching upwards, further than is possible, because of the pull of his nature element. Caligula's teachings have payed off. The flora springs towards the spiral with the intent to wrap around the dragon and pull down.
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ethiera @
blitzryu
At the sound of a voice, Riaxus glances curiously over to the imperial trailing them. Riaxus had been far too frenzied before to fully register their presence, and Galatea seemed to have come from nowhere. But any help is appreciated. Riaxus is never too picky to trust what seems like an ally.
Following Cocoa's lead, Riaxus edges away from the east, tipping his wing to follow the other. He knows the spiral is gaining upon them- spirals, as erratic as their flying patterns are, are fast. It is time to unleash what he has been storing now.
Riaxus twists his head to look back at his pursuer, focusing on the spiral, eyes narrowed. Taking the time to focus on the faithful risks impeding his flight, but he has to get this right if he wants his attack to hit. He has to know exactly where the spiral is, and where they are going to be.
Calculating the distance, and the speed and the trajectory of their foe isn't easy. The magic he has been building up surges through him, pouring out like a river. All at once, the vines he had been calling to from below spring up, snapping and stretching upwards, further than is possible, because of the pull of his nature element. Caligula's teachings have payed off. The flora springs towards the spiral with the intent to wrap around the dragon and pull down.
