Crimson Fields

[Max452]

Typhon immediately stopped himself from attacking Eridor further when he heard the collaspe of the castle beneath him. His eyes widened. This was not good. He let out a frustrated whine. He twisted himself about to help Viel as she was then attacked by Gladia. He let out a snarl as he dove down after them. No longer were the thoughts of killing the enemy of his mind, but the only thought of saving his dragon best friend. He folded his wings inward toward his sides, allowing him to dive bond down toward the fighting she-dragons.

***
Kyler grunted when he was wounded across his cheek. A magician had tried killing him with a spell, but thanks to his magical lineage, the spell backfired onto the said magician, killing him, and giving Kyler a large gash on his cheek. Feeling wobbling for some reason, Kyler turned back to gaze at Elaine and Vana; their battle was heating up, much to his distaste. Again...the wobbling feeling. Kyler looked around, confused. It then dawned on him as he spotted one of their great towers (the one that Viel had always perched herself upon) was falling to the earth. "No." He muttered. Their home was being destroyed. They had lost. He knew it. He quickly jerked toward Vana and Elaine's fight. Now, his goal, much like his dragon, was to save his lover and escape death and punishment from the Varden.

Speeding with all his might, he dashed in the midst of their fight, spotting Elaine's intricate swordplay, and blocking it before it reached Vana as she tried to recuperate. His sais rang out like a bell as he twisted the rapier so that the blade was in between the the third prongs of both his weapons in a diagonal hold. "Vana! GO!" Kyler commanded, his eyes flicking toward her and then toward the collasping castle. "GO! Please!" He repeated as he stood between the two deadly female riders.

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Tristan was in the middle of slashing like a mad man when he felt a sudden pull on his right arm. "HEY!" Tristan seethed and turned to face his new attacker. He gaped. Teodora seemed to give him a determined look as she was then dragging him away from battle! "What's going on! We're winning!" Tristan proclaimed hotly as he tried to free himself and block another attack with his sword hand. It was then he processed Einar's command. "What's that fool thin--" His jaw dropped as he spotted the castle above them tumbling toward them. "MOVE MOVE MOVE!" Tristan suddenly turned around, grabbed Teodora more urgently and raced with her toward the gate.

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Einar nodded to his wife with a relieved and tired smile. He made sure that his orders were ushered as more soldiers began to run for escape as the castle began to break and crumple around them. He ran after Gianna, ignoring his wounds.

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Roland skidded to a stop as Morna subdued her magic. He eyed her warily as she spoke of her departure. "Until next time, Shade." He then watched her speed off with unnatural speed. Turning quickly, Roland than ran off to help wherever he could.

[Trinn]

Viel couldn't believe this turn of events. Her tail was numb from the injury, her shoulders and neck oozed hot blood, and her stomach was in shreds. Her only consolation was that Eridor was in much the same state. But she had nearly lost to him! The rage of that insult drove her onward in her new fight against Gladia. Viel was leader of the hunt! Yet even as she thought this, she spotted the collapsing towers. Had they lost? How could that have happened!? Galbatorix was too powerful! Her shock caused her another wound on her neck from purple-scales.
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Eridor dove after Typhon, determined to prevent him from interrupting again. But the younger dragon was quick, and Eridor was fatigued from the fighting and his injuries. And in the back of his mind, he new catching stopping Typhon would do little good. The empire had lost the battle. The Varden would take over, and justice would be handed down. Tyhpon, and especially Viel, would have to be brought before Lady Nasuada. There would be time to hunt them later, when things had settled down. Later, when it would be easier. He roared out to Gladia twice. She seemed to take the hint and detached from Viel, redirecting her flight towards the collapsing castle.
***

Vana scowled at Kyler's action. He thought he could take on Elaine! Well, perhaps he could, but she wasn't going to let him die for her! She stood stupidly behind him, trying to figure out how to stop him, how to stop Elaine. The woman looked perplexed. It was then that a hollow boom struck booth the air and the earth. A white light came rushing first from the castle, then came spreading out towards the fields. She dove at Kyler, tackling him to the ground. A moment later she felt Viels wings spread over them protectively. She had only a moment to utter one quick spell before the blast reached them.
***

Blinking, Elaine sat up, an intense pain in her head. Around her soldiers were either dead or groaning. She looked for Vana and Viel, but they were gone. A few yards in front of her, Eridor lay on his side. Shouting out in panic, Elaine stumbled clumsily to her feet and ran towards her bond. The throbbing in her head increased but she ignored it. She and Eridor's wards had worn out during the battle, and now she was afraid for the worst. Reaching Stormwing's snout, she collapsed on her knees beside him and looked into his eye. It was closed, but he was breathing. Slightly. Reaching into her reserves of magic, then into the gem that sat in the pommel of Celobra, Elaine began the extraordinary task of healing the mangled body of Eridor.
***

Gianna blinked away the spots in her vision. She had just cast a bubble ward around herself, Einar, Tristan, Teodora, and Gladia, in hopes to prevent any damage from the blast. She checked herself, and sighed in relief to find herself whole. Gladia, too. She looked about for Einar and the other two, wondering if her ward had protected them just as well.

[Max452]

Relief flooded Typhon as he watched Gladia disengage from Viel. The icicle dragon followed Bloodwing, ready to aide her in any way as he opened his wings slightly to slow his plummet. He continued to follow her toward Vana and Kyler when out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a bright light erupting from the castle. Rushing with Viel, Typhon found himself huddled against the red dragon as he too protected their riders. The last thing he recalled of that battle was an odd lurch in his chest as he felt Vana pool her energy to form a spell.

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Kyler eyed Elaine carefully as her puzzled expression reached him. He dared a look behind him and saw what had entranced her. His eyes went wide when he spotted the bright lights coming toward them. He quickly disengaged his weapons from Elaine's and was about to tell Vana to run again when he felt her tackle him from behind. He let out a grunt as he felt her pressure him down. He then felt a shadow cover them, along with the presence of Typhon. He remembered hearing Vana muttered something and then...blackness.

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Tristan's eyes widened when he spotted a white light coming toward them when he had turned to see where Trinity had disappeared to. He couldn't find her, but noticed Stigandr flying quickly away, with a sparkle of gold in his massive talons. This was it. Whatever that light was, it didn't bode good. He looked at Teodora for a moment, wanting to protect her with all his heart. They wouldn't have time to avoid the blast or light or whatever that was. He shielded her body with his when he heard Gianna cast a spell just as the wave of light came charging at them.

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Stigandr! Get Trinity out of here! She's too wounded to fly! Einar had spotted Trinity, ragged and bloody and desperately trying to keep up with them. Stigandr instantly obeyed and appeared beside the gold dragon. Not taking time to ask permission, the large silver dragon carefully scooped Trinity upward and sped off with her. Glad, Einar continued outward toward the gate, Gianna and the rest of the group ahead of them. He glanced behind, helping a soldier up from his feet and continued to race toward the gate when he spotted the light. He took a sparing glance at Gianna just when a bubble like ward surrounded them. He had to smirk.

After the blast, Einar had found himself on the ground. Lifting himself, he glanced around. He found what he was looking for: His eyes made contact with Gianna's. He gave her a tired grin as he made his way toward her.

OOC: I'll post as the others once Jeriah posts...*gives her a skeptic look. lol. Just kidding. Post when you can!* Here's cookies to help your muse! hehe