The Twilight Of The Gods

—The abomination shifted to face Megatron, the anti-magic arrow hitting its fourth limb, forcing it to dissolve into harmless hides, sinews, and bones; the thing gave a burbling screech of agony and fury, barrelling towards the source of the projectiles, Megatron and Alastor's swords hacking down on it's flanks as they charged as well, loud cracks filling the air. —

— The flying monster hissed and spat at the searing, burning pain in it's feathered and leathery wings, coming about, then flinging itself like a battering ram at the Cliffs, it's claws breaking the tops of them, the long, scaled head striking out with deadly speed at the shiny-faced one. —

edited 4th Jan '11 9:17:23 PM by Colonial1.1

"Well I got somewhere, I guess..."

She was then engulfed in a grisly array of remains. Her bow was lost in the torrent, she felt like she might well drown beneath the weight. She sent out a mental signal to the beast, telling it to calm and desist attacking at once. If this didn't work, she guessed she would have to rely on the others to save her.

What a mess she would land herself in then.

edited 4th Jan '11 9:20:18 PM by Katsuun

Doom lept backwards, narrowly evading the beaked maw of this avian monstrosity. Having no time to cast another spell, the Latverian monarch plucked the hand-crossbow from his belt, loaded a quarrel into it, took aim at the monster's eye, and fired.

Azula grinned. "Of course, Father." She went into a low stance, twirling her arms and raising one hand, bringing up a small wall of flame, but frowning slightly. "This is not nearly what I summoned..."

Alastor noticed one of their allies was buried by the mass, and quickly made his way over, still cutting at the creature.

Great...Doesn't this person realize they're no good to us dead?

— An intense migraine flared up in Sylvanas head, a highly alien (and amused) presence there in the beast's own primitive consciousness; more of the abomination's back limbs fell apart under the swordsmen's assault, though Megatron was sent flying backward by the tail. The continued to root around for the lithe Windrunner.—

— Doom's shot misses the eye, but punches through the bony ridge below it; the draconic creature let loose a crocodilian, throaty roar of pain as it clambers away, it's talon burnt by the flames; from it's sides, scales spring up, and it turns to point them at the offending humans. —

Sylvanas growled as she met a consciousness pushing back. She nearly lost her conscious for a moment, but stayed afloat. Well, perhaps that was the wrong term. She was still drowning in a mass of visceral gunk. Frankly, the humiliation was greater than the pain. As she passed out she shuddered at the thought of facing the others again. The last furious and shamed thought was directed at that conscious that regarded her with tinkling amusement.

"I will take you down for this insolence... believe me..."

She then passed out as she continued to sink.

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— The monster whirled around to face Alastor at last, screaming its rage for thousands of Vikings to hear. A distant stamping begins. —

Alastor was unfazed by the creature, though he grit his teeth in annoyance.

"Shut up." He said flatly, this time trying to impale it.

—Alastor succeeded, punching right through the jaw bones and into the centre mass of the monster, breaking it's spine; with a howl of strangled fury, the abomination attempts to engulf and devour the swordsman, pushing itself down the blade. —

WHAM

— From the side, a large and rune-carved axe plowed into the thing, knocking it back down; with dying whimpers and roars, the monster begins to fall apart. —

-Air Man strikes at the beast with his long chain.-

And what is thisnow?

-Thorkell grabs one of the palisade's logs and pulls upwards until it comes free. With a mighty grunt, he hurls the giant spear towards the creature.-

-Zod turned to one of the servants-

"Now, lead me to my troops."

As the monster attacked, Darth Maul (now known as Lord Egearn) whipped his Zhaboka out of its scabbard and proceeded to strike at the monsters, his double-bladed sword weaving elegant lines through the air.

—The creature collapses completely, into a heap of assorted animal remains. Megatron staggers to his feet, looking around for the source of the axe; he finds it in the giant he saw earlier, still on his litter, a savage grin on his bearded face; the whole camp bellows its approval. —

—The wyvern hisses, and then the sharp scales on its side launch at near bullet speed, like a cloud of flechettes, towards Doom and Azula. —

Content to see his fellow Lords and ladies die, Lord Egearn uses the wyvren's distraction to slash its brow with his Zhaboka.

-Horace watched in a mixture of fear and awe as the wyvern flew over the courtyard. The moment the shock had passed, he dashed into an aperture on the wall and leapt up the stairs, his arms and pockets filled with some things he'd apparently been making before he woke up. He was fairly sure what each of the wooden and wicker canisters contained, but he needed to reach the battlements for them to be effective-

Fafnir poked his head out of the barrel he had been hiding in.

"Is it being over?"

Doom wrapped his cape about himself, allowing the spines to embed themselves within the thick fabric or bounce off. Some managed to strike his armour, but having been robbed of much of their penetrating force, they did little more than leave nicks in the platemail.

Sweeping his cape open, the latverian monarch glared at the wyvern. "You will pay for that, beast," he growled, loading another quarrel into his hand-crossbow and firing at the drake's open mouth.

Daido continued a stroll down York, when he sees a giant wyvern attacking the castle, and several people attacking the wyvern. "What is a Dopant doing there? Maybe if I can capture it, I can use it for my conquest." Daido said as he rushed to the scene of the fight.

Alastor plants t=his sword in the ground and leans on it.

"Well, that thing wasn't so tough. Good thing I didn't have to put in that much effort. And someone, not me, should take care of her."

He pointed at the person in question, who was passed out due to the creature.

-Thorkell hurls another log at the wyvern's head.-

Daido arrives at the fight. He jumps and latches onto the wyvern's leg.

— The giant on the litter is brought forward by his retainers, laughing; Megatron stomps over to the pile of animal remains smothering Sylvanas, then wrenches away the hides covering her face, the Norsemen rushing forward to uncover the rest of her. —

— The Wyvern's tongue is pinned to its lower jaw, the log bouncing painfully off its crest; the beast draws back with a snarl, the sharpened tail whipping around to strike at The Tall and Maul. —

Daido moves up the wyvern's leg, and then hops onto it's tail as it strikes.

-Thorkell allows the tail to slam into him, wrapping his arms around it as it hits his chest. Then he bearhugs the tail.-