BARATHEON

"the world is mine for the taking"

He could feel the trino being crushed beneath him. Her body easily dwarfed and squeezed by his own. Would she burn his belly scales again? Something that hadn't occurred to him until now... Or would she admit defeat? For a while all was silent, the trinoceros was underneath him and doing absolutely nothing. Had he killed her? Surely not... He wasn't that heavy, was he? He looked thoughtfully back at his own body before rumbling, "Are you dead under there? Can I get up or will you keep being a stubborn idiot?" Clear-headed again he wondered on the safety of Nemesis. She wasn't his enemy, no, not really. She was trapped by Monoceros just as he had been. They also both had something in common, they were guardians. Protecting creatures that they loved.

He heard her pain-filled scream then, full of absolute anguish. She'd had enough now. The dragon rose to his paws and walked away a few paces towards Polaris. He was free now, he could join the battle but... He looked back at Nemesis as she lay on the ground, crushed and broken. He looked back towards Polaris... Then back to her and with a sigh padded over to her. "By Ae'thiya's fangs... What am I doing?" He stood before her, head arched and wings pinned at his wide. He looked relatively calm, minus his ruffled fur and bleeding belly and paws. "Hey, you alright?" He snaked his head forward and sniffed at her burned flesh before snorting and pulling his head back distastefully.

His tail swung back and forth as he again tapped into an instinctual magic, borne from the need to heal himself. The spell cast wasn't particularly strong but even so it managed to heal the scrapes at his neck, and scab over the wounds at his paws, the gash on his belly was a tougher one to heal and the spell barely managed to condense it. It wasn't fully healed but a few of the scales pulled together to make it a less-serious wound that would heal nicely in time.

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6/10

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

Nemesis

She couldn't breathe-- a dying fire. Choked out. Turned to ash. The pain was overwhelming, hot-- her brain was overwhelmed with the sensations, until suddenly she couldn't hardly feel a thing. She was dimly aware of Baratheon moving, and then talking to her, but her blue eyes were glazed over as she looked at him.

She wondered if he realized that she and him were one in the same. They both had frail, easy to destroy companions that they couldn't live with out. Where was Magdalena, anyway? The trino wished she had that magical sense she did-- the one that let her see where gembounds were without sight. A groan escaped her throat as she stretched out on her side, dull pain flashing in the blurry haze.

Each breath hurt, but her sides labored away, rising and lowering in agonizing breaths. "Pfft," she puffed out, closing her eyes. "Just go." The words were hard to spit out, her voice soft, but she thought she managed to sound confident enough. There was no animosity in her voice; the two monsters tamed guardians once more.

Did he know? Did he care-- did he understand, that she was driven by the same motives he was? Was there any sympathy for her diehard loyalty? Did it even matter anymore?

;; nem exit

{ FIGHT STATISTICS }

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N E M E S I S v. B A R A T H E O N

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end ; loss

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table by shax
@Baratheon

BARATHEON

"the world is mine for the taking"

The dragon's pink eyes stared into the hazy blue eyes of the trino. She was awake but she seemed sort of out of it. The draogn tilted his head to the side, a feeling of dismay washing over him. Had he killed someone else? If he had then this would be the first time outside of his Bloodlust which was a scary thought. Killing in the throes of his madness was one thing but now that he was sane... He didn't want to. Sure. He had a specific gembound on his kill list but that one had wronged him and his brother but this one had done nothing outside of defending her home and loved one. Yes... He understood her anger. Understood it quite well, actually.

The dragon continued to stare and when the trino spoke he felt relief. Yes. She was like him, tough, not willing to give into pain no matter how much it hurt. She wouldn't quit living, not so long as she had her Other to live for. Grudgingly he had to admit respect. As bull-headed and stubborn as she was, she was tough and not unlike himself. He nodded his head and then turned to leave. Once he looked back over his shoulder and said, "I will... fight for us both. That dragon will pay for what he did to you and for what he did to me." Did she understand now that that dragon was not her friend? Surely after being body slammed and forced to listen to the words she would.

Baratheon spread his wings and gave a victorious roar. Oh yes... He was coming for that black demon! Raheerah beware! "Farewell..." He flapped his wings and leaped into the air, heading straight to the fray... But not before he said one last clear word.

"Nemesis."

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exti... next stop, Fiery Pit P4!
6/10

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...