03-07-2020, 10:37 AM
There's nowhere to go, not in the air, or on the ground below, and while her shadows could take her somewhere safe, doing so would mean being unable to protect her home, no matter how small or how insignificant her part might be. And if she leaves, he will see again and become even more dangerous than he is now. Her claws dig tightly into the membraneous skin of his wing, but every thrust threatens to throw her tumbling into the thin, cold air. Her vision swims, and Leilan's voice reaches her as though through water, her presence giving his attack pause. Not so for the snow-white dragon barreling towards the black beast she rides so inexpertly. She has mere moments to see what is happening, to grab at the bone of the beast's wing with her teeth as he dodges blindly, reacting to a crackling lightning whose source she cannot find through the smoke and the panic and the haze of oxygen deprivation. Tooth and claw alone keeps her clinging to him, keeps her on his back when he is yanked down by the tail and they free fall. It's sickening, maddening, and the taste of his blood on her tongue is hot and sulfurous, like the acrid smoke that makes her eyes stream.
They jerk free of the first attack in a wave of flashing lightning that arcs past them, but Leilan is still hovering nearby, and he will not hold off forever, not for lightning and not even for her, but the fiery landscape runs underneath them so fast that it is nothing but a blur of black and grey and raging orange, and she cannot jump free safely. Behind them, a wave of destruction blooms on the beach that, not so long ago, she had sat and considered other lands, other worlds. The sand itself melts beneath the heat of it, red-hot as magma, smoking and cracking and splintering with a sound like trees exploding in winter when the icy waters of the ash-thick sea roll up against it. He banks and she flinches, turning away from the molten beach, preparing for a new rise into the air, but instead the great beast lands heavily on a rocky outcropping and, unprepared for the sudden full stop, she is thrown clear of him. The impact of the ground brings a flash of light behind her eyelids, then nothing. She lands limply and is still but for the subtle rise and fall of her chest to say she still breathes.
They jerk free of the first attack in a wave of flashing lightning that arcs past them, but Leilan is still hovering nearby, and he will not hold off forever, not for lightning and not even for her, but the fiery landscape runs underneath them so fast that it is nothing but a blur of black and grey and raging orange, and she cannot jump free safely. Behind them, a wave of destruction blooms on the beach that, not so long ago, she had sat and considered other lands, other worlds. The sand itself melts beneath the heat of it, red-hot as magma, smoking and cracking and splintering with a sound like trees exploding in winter when the icy waters of the ash-thick sea roll up against it. He banks and she flinches, turning away from the molten beach, preparing for a new rise into the air, but instead the great beast lands heavily on a rocky outcropping and, unprepared for the sudden full stop, she is thrown clear of him. The impact of the ground brings a flash of light behind her eyelids, then nothing. She lands limply and is still but for the subtle rise and fall of her chest to say she still breathes.
Beryl
Litotes x Mehendi
ooc - melting sand turns to glass because why not? Beryl is now unconscious, so Castile should be able to see again unless he prefers being blind lol
@[Leilan]