Delphi Orlando's Story

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(Sorry for the delay, had to write two essays over the weekend! Post coming up within the next few hours hopefully!)

(That moment, when you see six accepted characters but only remember accepting five? Just happened)

The fact that these people survived all those attacks confirmed two things. One, they are really strong. Two, they are not human, but in fact products of magic and/or science. Because they came out of that barely scratched.

Oh, and now the appearance of all the other Dracari made Alex really nervous. "Prax, where did they come from?!"

"Well gee, its not like we did not just fly across the sky using a stolen Draxian Hoverboard or anything".

"Oh, this cannot all be from that! We were like, nine thousand miles in the air!"

"First of all, the atmosphere does not even hit triple digits. I am not sure it goes past ten miles. Secondly, I would think a flying anything would attract people!"

Alex crossed his arms in protest, but stopped when he dodged the swipe of a sword from their leader. "Did you really think we would not find you?"

Alex stopped time again, and he could feel Prax glaring at him. He could also feel the toll on his body, stopping time twice in close proximity to one another. And this was not just a pause, but a rewind. As he rewound for a few seconds, he changed position. When time resumed, everyone would watch as the man charged forward to where Alex used to be...and then tripped and face planted into the floor.

"Come on, I can keep doing this all day!" Alex yelled. But he couldn't. Six times. That was the amount of times he had paused or rewound time in close proximity. It used to be lower, but he worked on it. The seventh time will cause him to pass out, or endure extreme pain. He had no desire to have either happen to him. While the hunters might not see it, the tuned senses of the Dracari would be able to tell that it was taking a toll on Alex each time he used his power. It was powerful, sure, but it clearly had its costs.

The lead hunter got up, and charged at Alex again. He was clearly pissed off about the whole being tripped thing. Alex decided to conserve his remaining time charges, and instead chose to use his Chronoclocking ability as he caused it, seeing a few seconds in the future to avoid every attack he made. To the others around him, it would simply look like he was gracefully avoiding all the attacks as if he was extremely predictable. BUt Prax knew, this power had a price too.

That was the deal with Alex Mason and Praxic. All of his powers were extremely powerful, but all of them had a price to balance them out. He bent space and time, and it left its strain on his body.

Which is why Prax interrupted Alex's power by blasting the hunter with a large fireball to knock him down. Prax flew over to Alex. "We should run".

"Why, this is fun! And its nice to have some revenge".

"You do realize this is not a game. They are trying to kill you!"

"That is what makes it fun! And I am tired of running!" Alex told him, as three other hunters approached him. As their leader got up, Alex kicked him right in the stomach severely hurting him, and picked up his sword. To be honest, he wanted to run. The other Dracari were the ones that scared him. So many showing up at once? The odds were uncalcuable. But he was not going to run from the hunters. And if these Dracari were enemies, he would take them down too. "Now. Who is next?"

Xander was running through the crowds, trying to pinpoint where the screech he'd heard was. He didn't think anyone else had heard it, unless they had the enhanced senses of a Dracari, but that had definitely been a dragon roar and Xander kind of thought they needed help, since any dragon normally tried to be hidden so that they wouldn't die via the government.

Kiel wasn't being any help either. "What do you think the dragon'd be like?" He chattered excitedly inside the bag slung across his shoulders. Xander ignored him and hoped nobody heard. "Seems to be a sonic, but I can't really figure out if it's male or female and - oh hey turn left."

Xander spun to the left without stopping and ran faster, heading straight towards a deserted alleyway. As he got closer, the sounds of battle reached his ears, and he swore under his breath. "Stay in there, Kiel," he warned, his worry combating Kiel's excitement in their bond. "I'm not entirely sure whether they're fighting their way out and I won't be able to help if they know I'm a Dracari. Stay down."

Kiel muttered to the confirmative and stopped moving just as Xander turned the corner. He stopped, shocked by the scene.

There were twelve people fighting four Dracari in an alleyway. Three were down, and old man with a feathered dragon were fighting another two, A boy in an anorak was being saved from a thug by a white dragon biting his shoulder, a girl was fighting another two and a kid holding a sword larger than he was in his hands was in a facedown with four people - three, Xander corrected himself, noticing one of them cradling his stomach on the ground. He saw the insignia on their armour, and he knew that they were Dracari Hunters, sponsored by the government. And it was extremely obvious who the Dracari were.

This wasn't something he could handle. Xander took a deep breath to calm himself, his heart racing. He was originally going to call the police, but that wouldn't help the situation here. Also, the kid with the sword looked ready to kill and Xander really didn't like the idea of a kid killing people in cold blood. That... that was just wrong in his opinion. They hadn't noticed him yet, but sooner or later they would. He'd have to act fast before that happened.

Charging forward, Xander silently sprinted to the trio. He turned into a blur as wind was ejected from his hands, and before the hunters could react Xander was behind them and knocking them out with a chop to the neck. They collapsed without a sound, and Xander stomped on their heads as an extra precaution. He didn't stomp too hard since he didn't want them dead, but the pressure would be enough to knock them out. Then he turned to the boy and his dragon with a worried look on his face, Kiel popping his head out of the bag to look at them with curiosity, leaning his neck on Xander's shoulders.

"Um, are you ok?! A-A-And what's going on?!" Dracari Hunters weren't good for his health, but what on earth were they doing here?! He and Kiel were going to have to hide after this, he didn't want to die. Oh no, what if they had support on the way?! All of them would have to leave if that was the case. Noticing that the kid seemed strained, Xander added worriedly "Are you ok?"

The woman was wrong about one assumption. She thought Alex was too tired to manipulate time again. Which is why as he turned around reacting to her voice right as she lunged forward, he was about to freeze time. Except instead, he fell through a portal below him.

Prax had shot out a portal under Alex, and another next to himself, causing Alex to land on his feet next to Prax and avoid the blow. "Save your strength. I smell something off with her. She is no normal hunter".

Alex then noticed it too. Her smell was off. Different then the others. "She is a specialist".

One of the other hunters ran towards him, believing him to be an easy target. He quickly slashed the guy's head off, before Prax incinerated his body with enough fire he could not regenerate, and being fire resistant would not be enough to save him. While the attack was not as large as when they used their signature attack, Hell's Inferno, you could feel the heat from the attack all over the Alley, and it burned brighter. Prax had been holding back.

Alex smiled, remembering the rules they had set for whenever they entered full combat mode. Rule 1 was to never start off with your full strength, but to use weaker versions of attacks, even if you could use the stronger ones without difficulty. When they used their Hell's Inferno technique, they did not use their hottest fire, to conserve energy and because they thought it was enough. Alex could freeze time for a few seconds longer then he had been. Granted, its only a few seconds, but it weakens him less.

Rule 2 was never show your hand at the start. As of yet, they had only used two techniques. The first was the one they started with, Time's Rage they called it. It was when he stopped time and hit them all with a fireball at once. Hell's Inferno was the second. They had others as well they had not used yet.

And finally, Rule 3. It was a really simple rule. Teamwork. They had other rules, but those three were the core base.

The hunter who had survived the Hell's Inferno technique did not survive this time. But they both knew this hunter was no normal hunter. She had experience fighting Dracari. Which meant, use full force, or risk death. Alex wasn't even sure Full Force would be enough.

"Position Change! Delta Position!" Alex called out. Prax jumped into the air, while Alex position himself so that they were flanking her. He was on the right, Prax was in the air on the left. At the same time they flanked her, Alex opened a portal a distance behind her that would create a triangle with her in the middle. Alex did not use a full change to stop time, but slowed it somewhat so she could not react as quickly. And before giving her any more time anyways, they used their next technique. "Three pronged assault!"

Alex and Prax then launched an assault of fireballs, one of them occasionally generating a portal around every third shot so that the hunter was attacked from all three sides. The assault was clever in the fact it was impossible for them to hit eachother with the crossfire. If any attacks missed, they would either land between Prax and Alex, between Alex and the flank portal, or between Prax and the flank portal.

Which is why people believe Prax when he claims he was the one who created it, not Alex.

Beline sidestepped a sword before it could swing down into his shoulder. Thrusting forward he grabbed the soldiers arm and twisted it behind his back. He wrenched it upwards as he stalled for his next move. His lightning had been effective so far at paralyzing them, but it was only a matter of time before they started waking up. Try and try as they might to kill him, he wasn't looking to get a criminal record in the city. Feeling the soldier start to shift in front of him, Bel grunted as he dislocated the arm and shoved away his opponent. The soldier clutched his shoulder and barely resisted screaming out in agony. Stumbling backwards he tripped over kestral as she dashed toward Bel. Noting the new danger falling behind her, Kestral dug her claws into the falling foe as she leaped the rest of the way toward Bel. She skidded to a stop beside him, already scanning the battlefield for anyone who dare come near them.

Bel and kestral couldn't look any more different despite fighting for the same period of time. Besides the sweat of his brow and a couple of easily repairable knicks in his jacket Beline was unharmed. Kestral's blue scales were covered were starkly contrasted by the dark red blood around her muzzle and claws, but Bel couldn't perceive any actual injuries. Glancing around, the Dracari seemed to be unharmed except for one black dragon with a leg injury. Five Dracari versus now less than 12 soldiers didn't at all seem like a fair fight. Then again, they were regenerating.
"Aw the fights almost over and we haven't done anything fun yet," Mukestral chided from beside him. "You wouldn't want to be outdone by these kids right?"
Bel cracked a small smile as he began to play through their list of strategies. He would gush later at his excitement for seeing other Dracari and could care less what they thought of him. A popping noise signified the soldier in front of them had regained his ability to fight.
"Hidden thunder." He announced to kestral as a toothy grin appeared on her muzzle. Bel dropped his cloak (if someone looked into this alley they had much more to be suprised by) and diverted all of it to turning kestral invisible. As soon as she couldn't be seen, Beline felt her wing brush past him as she charged forward to begin her terror. He watched as the soldier in front of him fell again and was torn into by an unseen force.
As he watched Kestral in action and felt her euphoria, he allowed himself to give in a bit more to his own instincts. Just in time as he heard a sword about to swipe down upon him. Lightning fast, he twisted around and grabbed the neck with one hand and the attackers sword hand in the other. Instinctively he began pumping electricity into the soldier. The soldier convulsed before going limp in Bel's grasp. Bel caught the sword before it could fall. He was rusty at swordsmanship, but in the very least it was a good conductor.

Bel and Mu progressed fluidly through the rest of the battle until Bel noticed the specialist. Beline returned to his rational mind in an instant and so did Mukestral when she noticed Beline's alarm. Beline and Kestral had defeated specialist before, but seldom through honorable combat. In the few occasions that they had, Mu and Bel made it out injured. And that was when they were younger. Still as Bel turned, he saw one of the young Dracari fighting surprisingly well against a female specialist. Great as he was fighting now, Bel didn't like the odds of one on one.
"Round up the other dracari. None of them intervene." Beline had already made up his mind. He didn't know enough about any of the factors to say who had the advantage here. Almost certainly he could say that the specialist had more combat experience than most of them. Beline and this kid could distract her until they gained the advantage. Until then he'd prefer that Mu prepare them to run. He still wanted the chance to speak to all of them after all.
"Right." Said Mukestral, appearing beside him. She dropped her usual humor in light of his urgency. Seeing his start to focus on his impending challenge, Mu bounded off toward where other Dracari were picking themselves up.

Leaning against the hilt of his confiscated sword, he began to assess the situation. He still had enough energy to put up a good fight so long as it was quick. He'd at least skimmed the Dracari as he used his abilities, so he felt he had a good feeling on the arsenal he could add. The specialist was armed with a sword and strong armor but they were seldom all they appeared to be. The specialist was surrounded by 3 portals all spouting fireballs. And if she dodges to the....or to the...and counter with...Bel's mind was whirring with possibilities. As much as he wanted a surprise entrance into battle, he didn't want the boy to fight on his own for much longer. He felt a crackling in his throat before shooting off three concentrated needles of lightning toward the specialist. He would keep his distance unless otherwise needed. The bolts approached their target fast and Bel shot off more distracting bolts after them.
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You've done enough fighting. Bel's doing you a favor. His plan won't work the other way around. Mukestral tried to rationalize leaving Bel behind as she bounded away from him. He was..... functional by himself she supposed. And anyway she was probably the better people person.
She moved into the relative center of the remaining Dracari as she continued thinking. Then again she didn't just have to be a people person, but a dragon person as well. Were there specific dragon courtesies she didn't know? Whatever, she was the elder here her word goes.
"All all of you okay?" she asked no Dracari in particular. She hadn't taken much time to look at the dragons whiled she'd been fighting, but now saw just how diverse and different they were. She loosened her night sky wings from her side as she tried to appear confident in front of the dracari.

"Thanks Ziggy!" Kay bounded to his feet as the dragonhunter screamed in pain and reared back, clutching at the bite on his shoulder. Ziggy leapt to the right as Kay kicked him in the shins, and then Ziggy's tail went up in a blur and hit the man right between the legs.

Kay winced. The dragonhunter let out a high-pitched squeak that could've belonged to a mouse and keeled over, clutching at his man-bits. Ziggy, for his part, looked almost unapologetic turning an eye to look at the battle-field, but Kay could feel his shock and the urge to apologise coming from their bond. Since he knew Ziggy wouldn't say anything, Kay took it upon himself to mutter "Sorry." and gingerly walk past the guy, hoping that he'd recover from that.

He and Ziggy was rounded up by a feathered blue dragon (ooh, she looked so cool!} along with the other Dracari, a blonde young man with a spiky green dragon tucked inside the bag slung over his shoulder and a girl that looked a year older than him with an injured black dragon. Ziggy hovered at his side, and Kay turned to answer the dragon's question.

"We're good!" It wasn't like they could hurt me, since I can heal pretty fast. Kay thought, as Ziggy flew towards the girl and her dragon. Kay followed, and he came to a stop in front of the dragon, examining her leg. "You're injured though, let me help!" He smiled cheerily at her, and his hands started to glow a faint silvery shade. He tentatively placed his hand on the dragon's injured leg, leaving her plenty of time to pull away if she wanted to. If she accepted his help, the wound would glow the same silvery shade as his hand and close, lessening the pain as the wound closed and disappeared.

Meanwhile, Xander was talking to the feathered dragon in a low tone, Kiel keeping an eye on the battle and ready to warn them in case the situation changed. His arms hung loose at his sides, and there was a worried but serious expression on his face as he asked "What did you gather us for? I'll try to help, if I can."

(So, I will be posting later today, but BurningDark, where did you go? D:)

(sorry for the late post, school came up and I had a bit of trouble getting used to it again.)

"Um..." I was banished to the city for exposing my superiors corruption in order to save my friend wasn't something Xander told people right off the bat. "I moved here a few years ago for school." Was what he said, after a moments consideration. "It's where I met Kiel." He nodded carefully to the spiky green dragon resting in the bag on his shoulder, still watching the battle with startling intensity.

Technically true. He did move here to change schools, and he did meet Kiel in the city. The circumstances about his move to the city was something she didn't need to know. The news popularity had finally died down, and Xander saw no need to remind people of it unless he absolutely needed to.

But that wasn't important right now. A specialist, huh...

"Got it." Xander nodded seriously, mind connecting the dots. Even though Dracari were normally strong, he was pretty sure that it wouldn't be a good idea to prolong fighting, and splitting up had its advantages. The fighters could concentrate on fighting and getting away instead of worrying about the ones in the back, and if she won then at least people got away and there was a chance of rescue (if they weren't killed on the spot).

It was a good plan, all things considered. Except...

"I don't think your partner can do without you right now," he said, trying for tact. "If she's trouble like you say she is, then it might be for the best if you go help. I'll lead the kids to the safe spot instead." He had more muscle than the other two thanks to work and age, so he'd be able to give the kids help if they were ambushed on the way by any more Dracari hunters, and fulfil her objective of getting them to safety. He looked at her, unsure if she would agree. "Would that be alright?"

(sorry for the delay, RL stuff got in the way. Expect a post tonight, for reals this time)

(So, short post, because I am kinda waiting for BurningDark's reaction)

Meanwhile, overhead, things did not get better. As if by magic, stormclouds and a thick fog descended upon the town. Lighting struck everywhere it seemed, and rain poured down. Not enough to put out any of Alex's fire attacks, but enough so that everyone was getting drenched.

And then, in the sky, a battleship from the Empire appeared overhead. Never a good sign for Dracari.

(There, something for you all to react to! Try to avoid the magically enhanced lightning (the cause of which is still unknown :3)

[OOC: I'm sooo sorry, end of quarter work overwhelmed me and I was busy! I'll be more regular now.]

Delphi watched as the boy fell into a portal. "Clever little dragon boy. Lucky for you," she dropped a cylinder into the portal after him, "I'll be right behind you." The small metal cylinder shot out of the portal and exploded, and Delphi sprinted to the shower of sparks. She threw a couple returning knives at passing dragons, the flashes of color not making a difference to her- until she spotted the blue bird-dragon. She knew this pair. They'd battled her a few years back, and caused her great humiliation when they slipped away. Honestly, it'd been the guard rookie that had dozed off, but Delphi always blamed herself.

She curled her lip, but the old man would have to wait. Following after the small boy and his red dragon, she drew a pair of katanas and swung them in a figure-eight pattern. The speed she swung them and their magical properties ignited a fire on the metal. Not much use against fire users, but they were impermeable, and she could deflect most fireballs easily enough. They tended to be spontaneous and not too accurate, but this pair was full of surprises.

She caught a few knives, the few that hadn't met a target. One had blood on it, and Delphi wasn't quite sure who it belonged to. Oh well. If the Empire's fighters didn't know how to get out of the way, they'd have to learn- or die. Sheathing the knives, she held her swords in one hand. Tossing a single flaming katana into the air, she lunged towards the human, aiming low. The dragon, she'd get next. Allowing the blade's magical momentum to continue, she let go and swerved towards the reptilian creature. She transformed the katana into a hammer- smaller than it would be if she had both halves of the weapon, but strong nonetheless. She knew the strong scales of dragons wouldn't be much affected by slashing- she had to stick to strength until the natural armor was broken.

Pulling up the hammer, she swung down onto the creature with sheer force, ready to change directions if the scaly thing managed to dodge.

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Vanilla ignored most of the battle until it came to her. Fighting furiously with her black dragon next to her, she punched with brass knuckles that she'd helpfully been holding in her small bag. She swung fists of steel (jk brass) and felt her opponent's face crack. Shuddering, Vanilla leapt away and barely dodged the cleaver that came at her right side.

"Woah now, let's not." She kicked the guy in between the legs and was about to inflict more damage when she was swept away. "Aww, you're no fun." she remarked to the feathered blue dragon. She saw Desona speeding overhead, a concerned emotion trickling through their link. She gave her partner a thumbs-up and dismounted the blue dragon. "Thanks for the ride. Why did you take me here?" She looked at the others, wondering how many Dracari there were? She hadn't really gotten a good count. Hopefully someone would explain what was going on.

Mukestral
"Aww, you're no fun." said the girl as Mukestral slid between her legs and carried her toward the end of the alley. She was trying to gather them all far enough away that the specialist wouldn't see them run.
No fun. please. If a kick in the groin was the most fun she could draw from a battle, then Mukestral had a lot to teach her. She dropped the girl off her back and immediately began scanning to see if she gathered all the Dracari kids were by her. She thought she heard the start of a thank you before rushing back into the fray.
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"I don't think your partner can do without you right now,"
Kestral stopped midlick as she looked at the boy with one wide scarlet eye. It was flattering the amount of help he thought she could provide Bel but he was also suggesting Beline couldn't handle it on his own. one set of ears twitched flicking off a bit of blood. Only she was allowed to mock him like that.
"If she's trouble like you say she is, then it might be for the best if you go help. I'll lead the kids to the safe spot instead."
"Look, I know he looks old but-"
A mechanical whirring filled the air right before a bolt of magical lightning ignited a pile of trash. Oh great the Calvary. Mukestral looked up to see the battleship sporting the empire insignia flying overhead the alley. If that started dropping more soldiers then they'd all get captured. She gave a halfhearted chuckle. They'd be lucky to be only captured.
"No, your plan." Mukestral hesitated as she though of a place to send them. Neither her nor Bel wanted to let them off on their own, not with empire lurking around the city. Bel would kill her if she led them to their home with the empire on their tail. And the woods were too nonspecific. Where else did they trust?
Oh Bel would certainly kill her, but it was the best place she could think of.
Her eyes snapped open as she thought of the place, quickly turning to the boy.
"Alright here's where you gotta go. You know that library in the center of town, the abandoned one that the empire quarantined. Go there but make sure you aren't followed." She didn't continue till she was sure he understood. "Go to the back balcony, you may have to climb up to it. Yell into the building that muk-muk sent you." She paused to make sure that she'd said all she had to.
"And you know. Be safe." She nodded with a smile before rushing back toward Beline.

"What are her weakpoints?" Kestral asked sliding into place just in front of Beline.
"Thighs and legs mostly but her defense with her weapons hasn't been broken yet." Beline answered her quickly but his gaze still questioned her.
"What? I put the oldest in charge. Whats our strategy?" Kestral's muscles were taut but she was shaking, obviously remembering their last encounter.
Bel knelt down and quickly ruffled Kestral's mane of feathers. "Hit and run. But intervene if the kid is in trouble." He drew the sword and raised it into a high battle stance. If he could get some of the lightning to hit the sword...
A bolt of lightning crashed nearby and Kestral launched forward. As she passed the specialist she attempted to claw the back of her legs. In the very least it should knock her slightly off balance, perhaps diverting power from her swing. She didn't wait to see if she connected instead only skidding to a stop a few steps away and running a circle around the fight.

"Got it." Xander nodded seriously and turned to the others, his hat protecting his head from the downpour. Ahead, Kiel screeched a warning as a battleship showed, and he whirled around to get the others. "Stay safe!" he called to her.

Library in center of town which had been quarantined, back balcony (optional climb), say that Muk-Muk sent them. And make sure that they weren't followed. He could do that by taking odd turns and backtracking and stuff.

"Um, come on." He hurried towards the boy and girl, dodging lightning along the way. "We're regrouping at the abandoned library." He quickly explained the plan to them in brief, short terms, the thunder from the lightning making it impossible for anyone to overhear them.

Kiel, meanwhile, went out to greet the other dragons with a cheerful smile, although it looked somewhat terrifying with his sharp teeth. "Hiya!" he said brightly, his green scales gleaming an eerie light green whenever the lightning flashed, dodging any bolts that came his way. "My name's Kiel, we're outnumbered and outarmed and we're gonna get caught by the empire if we stay here any longer so we're regrouping at the abandoned library - lets go!"

"I know where it is," Xander concluded, turning to leave. He looked anxiously at the two pre-teens. "Um, follow me, please."

(Sorry, my dog has been not feeling very well and its been keeping me distracted. I will be putting up a post tonight or tomorrow night)

(Fell asleep mid post, I hope I included everything. Did this in a bit of a rush)

Alex dodged a few of the attacks that came his way, and counter attacked. And then, all of a sudden, Alex through this strange fruit through a portal that opened up behind the specialist. The fruit did not seem to do anything...immediately. In truth, Alex did not care if it hit the target or not, though hitting the target would make things more interesting. The juice of that fruit could be smelled for miles by certain animals...predatory animals. Fun fact: Excluding certain species, most predatory species avoid fighting Dracari. Their animal instincts let them know what is a tougher species.

Alex was so busy, he barely noticed the movements of the other Dracari. He thought about pulling back, but he had to make sure no one followed them, and this Specialist was still in play so running might be useless, since she could probably track them. So, he decided to take control of the situation. First of all, there were the grunts. He and Prax unleashed a nova of fire that shined so brightly anyone who looked straight at it would almost certainly have to cover their eyes. The fire burned so bright it was white, not at all looking like normal fire.

As the grunts reacted, one of them reached for a crossbow with a special poison laced into it, but found himself with a burning blade through his chest. Alex was right behind him, holding the hilt. "Burning Blade Technique. Lets see you regenerate when your heart, your brain, and your lungs are ash" he said as he ripped the blade up. He had taken it from one of the others, and used it for his own needs.

Prax looked over to him. "We need to deal with the specialist, before any reinforcements come".

Suddenly, lightning began to strike randomly and sporadically in their area from the storm that had mysteriously rolled in with the fog. The fog began to get thicker and thicker. And then, Alex thought of it. He set the entire area around the specialist on fire with black fire. The stuff burned longer then any other fire, did not produce much light so it would be barely visible if visible at all in the fog, and it would burn anyone who got to close, unless it was Alex or Prax since they were fireproof.

But now, they could safely get away. Dracari could use Dragon Senses to detect the fire early and navigate a way out, but for everyone else it would be a nightmare.

Delphi snarled in annoyance as the dragon dashed away, joining his human to attack one of the soldiers with her. She pulled a small capsule about the size of her feet from a random dead corpse, sliding a card across it and placing it on the ground. Stepping into it, she felt armor enclose her body made from altered dragon scales. Catching her flaming katana, she combined both weapons into a long scythe and stabbed it into the earth, breaking through and standing like a pole. She pulled back as lightning hit the weapon and spread volts across the ground, feeling the electricity charge up her armor's abilities.

She drew the scythe from the ground, cutting downwards at the fruit that had flown out of a portal towards her. She side stepped the halves and wiped the juices on her scythe on a dead body nearby. No use taking any risks. She flicked down a visor, just in time too, as a huge nova of white fire burned in the air. It quickly fizzled out, not habing enough oxygen to burn for a substantial amount of time.

She watched as fog began to pile in, obscuring the vision of many nearby. She harnessed the electricity from the lightning and powered up heat ray vision, watching as the dragon and boy lit a circle of flame. She watched as the two fled, and leapt vertically into the air, enabling hovering capabilities as she followed them from above. Cutting off the jets, she landed behind the pair and pursued them, to wherever they were going. The General would understand.

[sorry my posts are so spaced out, school is totally kicking my butt. Vanilla will be posted for soon, probs tomorrow.]

(Hey guys, I was in the hospital for the last few days, but I am back now so lets get things back on track!)