The Gift: Chapter Two » Places

         Caine's lip quivered and took an indignant step forward as the dragon tried to escape. The coward. If Caine had been in the right mindset, he would feel immense pride well up inside him because they had just made a dragon turn tail and run. Too bad Caine was in his berserker's fury and the fact that the beast was trying to escape only pissed him off further. He growled as the beast tried to take to the air, a growl so feral, that even Mikana had to take a step back from the human. Luckily, it didn't get very far.

Just as the dragon reached the air, it was knocked right back down by the Mialee twins, a fact that wasn't lost on Lily. She happily waved at the twins opportune arrival. Then, further playing with their sickness, she coyly blew a kiss in their direction for a thank-you gesture. Then the huntress leveled her eyes back on the dragon, nocking an arrow and waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

"Blast it all. Come then!" The dragon challenged.

"Gladly," Caine grunted and he was off down the street as fast as his anger could carry him. No doubt this was predictable for the dragon, Caine charging the beast again. But this time, the Dragon knew the berserker was coming. He spread his scaled legs to grant better stability and arched his neck. Let's she how the human liked being torn in half. He brought his head back, readying his mouth and neck muscles to rip the human apart. As he opened his mouth, something sharp jammed in the webbing between the dragon's lips. The sudden shock and subsequent numbness killed the thought of biting the human and caused the mouth to hang loose, fat and numb. Out of the corner of the Dragon's eye, Lily pumped her hand in victory.

Caine took the gift happily and cut into the dragon's forearm, sending it into the ground. Then angled a sword at the neck of the beast looking to plunge a blade deep into his throat. "Too easy!" The dragon taunted and slammed into Caine with his other arm, sending the beserker across the street and through a door, into a building. Damn door was strong too, as it knocked the breath out of Caine.

The dragon never had time to rest as Mikanaa was upon him. While her prayers could not affect him directly, her hammer could. As the dragon used it's other arm to try and steady itself, Mikana bashed it with her heavy hammer, sending the dragon back down to the ground, "You bitch!" it snarled. She hefted her hammer up high and looked to put the beast out of it's misery with one last hammer blow to the head. Things could never be that simple however, as the dragon thrust with it's hind-legs, effectively head-butting the paladin with a scaly and ridged head. The sudden assault tossed Mikana on her back.

If dragon's could smile, the hatchling would be beaming as he stared at the grounded paladin. "I don't normal eat you, what with the armor and all. But I will enjoy eating you," He said as his jaws opened wide to chew on the paladin. However, the Hatchling just could not get a break as more arrows pounded into the back of his head. The numbness returned as the dragon looked back towards the elf.

Lily had made her way off of the building and into the street behind the dragon as he was busy fighting with the berserker and paladin. She had just made it down when the dragon had pinned Mikana and threatened her. His little speech managed her just enough time to jam a couple of arrows into the dragon. He whipped his serpentine head and glared at the elf. He was tired of all of these interruptions... His tail snaked out and looked to snap the slender elf in half. But the dragon didn't expect the huntress's agility.

Lily heard the tail slicing through the wind and ducked just as the appendage cut through where she had been. The elf then pushed forward and hopped onto a thicker part of the dragon's tail and ran along it's back, pelting the things with poisoned arrows as she traveled the length of his spine. He roared in pain as the poison began to seep into his blood. That damned was a lot more trouble than she looked! He used what little strength he had and bucked the elf off of his back, but the damage was done. Most of it's body was numb and his jaw felt fat and useless. Then to add on to all of the hatchling's problems a pain erupted into it's flank. It yelped in the sudden pain as it left and was replaced by another higher up. He looked back and watched as the berserker used his swords to climb on to the dragon's back.

Caine had blood and sweat trickling down his forehead and he climbed. He was going to kill this dragon, dammit! He finally reached the things back and followed the trail of arrows up it's spine all the way to the base of it's neck, where Caine jumped and put all of his weight into the two blades, looking to plunge them hilt deep into the dragon. He would kill this dragon if it was the last thing he did.