This was not at all the win he desperately needed. Not even close. Instead, he was being charged once more by this little cow who had a lust for his blood. His eyes widened and he yelped just before the collision was made. The air left him as her tusks ripped through his hide, the pure pain and desperation igniting a spell that began to cook at her skin before she finally pulled away. He fell to the ground, pushed who-knows-how-far from where he'd been standing. His entire leg throbbed, unable to move. He wasn't sure if he really couldn't move it or just didn't want to move it. Either way, he found himself laying there in a haze as she celebrated her clear victory. In his heart, Atsila hoped she wouldn't choose to finish the job today. ---- "Speech." Thoughts. OOC: Tag: @Gadanai Injuries: Wound on trunk and both cheeks. Pulled right foreleg. Large tearing in right shoulder with possible dislocation. Attack/Defense: Smolder Step?!? Rounds: 5 of 5

Upon her crash back to the ground, feet firmly planting the ground, a burn began to take hold. From where her trunk was lifted to give her tusks the proper space to maim, she was burnt. The sensitive underside of her trunk and upper lip were scorched from his now-fading smolder. A growl was emitted, but she figured him dead anyway. After kicking dirt at him a few times to add to his humiliatingly big loss, she turned and carried herself away to home, hoping to find her Treasure to be properly healed. "Speech" Thoughts OOC: -exit- Tag: @Atsila

There he was, down for the count. She gave a final kick of dirt at him, then wandered off, producing vocals that were sang by elephants in a different reality. As she disappeared, the sound of brush crackling fading into the distance, he tried to sit himself up. It was a painful failure, no matter how many times he tried. With a defeated sigh, he lowered his head back to the ground, staring into the trees. His gem tingled, letting him know it was nearly peeled from his flesh when she sliced him open. He was glad it was intact, but still feared for his life. He was severely injured and incapable of standing. He was in a place he was meant to call home, but was, instead, attacked off guard. The bull gave a growl-like roar, hoping maybe someone would pick up on it if they hadn't heard the crashing that two giants made between trees. He hoped someone who could help would arrive. He needed the Calvary to stampede in and save him from this doom he seemed set in. Destiny swooped into his mind and made the whole thought of dying more unbearable. Who would tell Destiny he was dead? Who would tell her he loved her? Atsila bellowed out a wailing roar, this time. Dying could not be an option! ---- "Speech." Thoughts. OOC: Anyone welcome at this point! Tag: @

There was a thick smell of blood in the air, mixed with smoke and burning flesh. Loud roars were heard, though none he were familiar with. The crashing sound in the trees was enough to make anyone wonder what disaster was going on in Eridanus.

Xerxes was quick on his paws when the final roar of the elephant sounded and ran towards the sound, finding none other than their elephant member lying on the ground, appearing to be dying. The bull was fighting though, and that was good. He stopped near the elephant, and although unfamiliar with the bull himself, a frown crossed his features. Whatever he had to be battling, it must've been big to make all that sound and to bring this massive giant to his knees.

"What happened?" He questioned, panting from his frantic run over. His tail flicked behind him, ready to sprint off towards help if need be. He couldn't remember if anyone in the group had healing abilities, but certainly someone knew something! He didn't know much of anything in the field, but maybe Cure did... or Remedy. Hell, he didn't know. Scanning the trees for the signs of someone else approaching, he frowned when he didn't see, hear, nor smell anyone else near by. Certainly others heard the bulls' roar, so why weren't they coming yet?

@atsila

It was a labor to breathe, but only because he was in pain. Blood coated his leg and began to dry slowly, fresh blood still trying to push it's way past soft clots. Joy overtook his eyes as Xerxes came into view, a lion he was finally getting to meet. If only the circumstances had been different. His trunk touched the leg of the big cat, making sure he hadn't began to hallucinate. Thankfully the blood loss wasn't that great yet, it just really sucked. "There's another elephant," he replied quickly. "Smaller, but obviously capable. Uurgghh, I can't get... up! Atsila fought with himself once more to get onto his feet. He thought he had it, but didn't. He flopped back onto the ground and groaned in frustration. It was disheartening to be in this position. He had a lot of work to do to be able to hold himself up to her, it seemed. ---- "Speech." Thoughts. OOC: Anyone welcome at this point! Tag: @Xerxes

Character: @Atsila Age: +5 (5 Cycle) Magic Level: +1 (fledgeling) ROUND 1 Attempt: +14 Penalties: -# ROUND 2 Attempt: +9 Penalties: -# ROUND 3 Attempt: +5 Penalties: -# ROUND 4 Attempt: +1 Penalties: -# ROUND 5 Attempt: +8 Penalties: -# Total: 43

Character: Gadanai Age: +6 (6 Cycle) Magic Level: +3 (Brawler) ROUND 1 Attempt: +17 Penalties: -# ROUND 2 Attempt: +4 Penalties: -# ROUND 3 Attempt: +16 Penalties: -# ROUND 4 Attempt: +1 Penalties: -# ROUND 5 Attempt: +14 Penalties: -# Total: 61

WINNER: @Gadanai

Hati had recently returned from his little expedition to the Core, which, thankfully, hadn't resulted in absolute disaster, according to himself. Sure, there were ashes all over the place in that one tunnel, but at least nobody died. The excessive use of magicka, however, had tired Hati out and he was currently resting within the confines of their headspace. Sköll quickly grabbed at the reins and began to meander back towards Eridanus.

Just as he heard an absolutely horrific scream.

The blue moon picked up the pace at the sound, soon almost galloping towards the maw of mosses to find a massive beast that he'd seen about the cavern lying on his side, bleeding and obviously in pain. Sköll fretted not if his comrades recognized him with only patches of blue on his otherwise fiery orange fur and the plume of mixed elements. "What happened here?" The question was rhetorical, as it was obvious. Someone had been attacked innocently. Approaching the elephant's side, he carefully looked over the wounds. Maybe he could... stop the bleeding. With the fire that Hati discovered. Cauterize them. Seal them shut. His right paw began to heat up, and he prayed to Odin he wouldn't mess this up. "This may hurt." He placed his paw over one of the smaller wounds... testing his capabilities, if you would.