The Southern Mountain Path [POST HERE FIRST]

"Oh boy, that is one big dragon!" exclaims Vesta, although she doesn't sound scared. More amazed than anything. "So, are we gonna try and blow it up? It doesn't seem to be a very nice dragon," she continues, turning to Ashley. She ignores Scoville's departure for now. There are more important things to worry about!

"We can totally do it together!" she asserts at Ashley, as flames slowly begin to form about her, spiralling about her form as she calls the destructive forces of nature to her side. The once crystal clear sky suddenly fills with clouds, and thunder begins to echo throughout the valley. Vesta's eyes have begin to glow bright red, and she wears a dangerously mischievous smile.

Vesta follows close by Ashley's shoulder, stretching an arm out to the heavens. Slowly, the clouds begin to coalesce above their heads, the thunderclaps becoming louder as the storm spirals above, lightning jumping between the clouds, each time seeming to be more powerful than the last. There's hardly any time between the flashes and the thunder, now. "Give me a sec to get that charge on the dragon!" she yells, focusing her magics on Gravlor as electricity sparks between her fingers, hair strand-sized bolts jumping between herself and the dragon, likely not even able to be felt by the large beast.

Before long, one's hair begins to stand on end, the air charged with electricity. It won't be long now before Vesta's might is released upon the extremely conductive metallic dragon.

Ashley barely noticed the tiny dryad as she stopped in her tracks on the left side of Gravlor. She held her hands above her head. Above them a massive ball of fire started to grow and spark, soon becoming larger than Ashley herself.

Gravlor would stretch his head towards the ballistae rounds being fired towards him. He'd let out a mighty roar as the effects of his High Grav mode revealed one of it's natural effects. It was as if there was a high gravity field around Gravlor that stretched two feet further around his body. The ballistae rounds would slam into the ground, nose first, burying the first two feet into the ground.

Gravlor's body would start to turn, moving slower than usual. Even though he could move, his speed was noticeably slower. Even the High Grav effected Gravlor. Where any being that got too close would start to feel the pull of High Gravity field, magic could still penetrate, holding no ties with gravity.

Gravlor would gather energy in his mouth, looking where the shots were fired from. As Gravlor is known, he would blast in the direction of the soldiers and their weapons. Surely most soldiers would try and flee the blast, leaving their siege weapons behind. What would remain from this blast was whatever he missed and blown up trees and dirt.

As he closed off his blast he noticed the group pop up near him. He turned his head towards the now shielded beings, and no sooner than he seen them, the Rangers started the plan. As the ballistic missiles went into the ground around Gravlor's immediate form, so would the arrows. What the runes were made of, who knows, but they would take their effect deep into the ground.

That is unless the runes were to penetrate magical fields. If so, what arrows that did would dig less than a quarter inch into Gravlor's high density scaling under the High Grav field. Nothing that he would feel. It would give the Rangers something to brag about, that they shot the dragon.

Gravlor would move backwards, tucking his wings in to shield his body. He'd retract his head to hide some of his neck in this shell. As he moved back he began to notice a static field around his High Grav field being formed by the small bolts of electricity that tickled him. Even in his restancing and repositioning, he would feel a bit of joy from the tickling. Once his nerves slacked off to keep from feeling it, Trogdor's Anger would act and Gravlor became pissed off because they made him feel happy in a sense.

Gravlor obviously took notice of the giant fireball being formed by the Dryad. With his head retracted and moving backwards, he was ready to fully close up and use his wings to protect him. He knew he would get hot, but so long as his vitals were protected, he could still fly away. Whether fire dealed high or low damage to Gravlor, it is still intimidating and doesn't feel good.

"Oh? Retreating already, I see?" Ashley said in a mocking tone. She brought one arm down, leaving the fireball where it was. It was now twice as large as Ashley and burning hot.

"All that power and you decide to turtle away. Well, I suppose if you want to be roasted inside your own shell...."

The fireball suddenly turned into a long, thick, massive spear of flames.

"THEN YOU'RE GOING TO NEED A PROPER SKEWER!"


With a sadistic grin, Ashley pushed her hand upward, causing the spear to rise into the sky.  As quickly as her hand rose, she brought it back down, causing the spear to hurtle towards the exposed part of Gravlor's head from above. With any luck, the thunderbolt currently being called down by Vesta would combine with it mid-flight, creating a lance of plasma energy, supercharged with the power of the gods.

Jorech Charged forth as the volley flew overhead. The color of his eyes stremed like smoke. The urge to bury his axes into the dragon fueled his actions. He ran into a sprint and leaped into the air. His strength propelled him several feet in the air, the moment of sprint sent him even farther. He landed with a thud about halfway between the ballistae and the dragon. He repeat his sprinting leap. The way it was timed, Gravlor's reflected attack, Ashely's firebolt, and the volley of ballistae missles would have hit or missed. The king came down on Gravlor's wing covered back. "FOR AAEDAN!" The king roared as he landed on the back of the dragon landing a powerful blow with his double-bit axe. His Herculean strength combined with the momentum of the leapt would power his axe, the beast's own gravity field added even more power to the blow surely slicing through the creatures wings.

Renalt turns.

"Wat. Did they just fucking kill the dragon? Without us? No! That won't do! Come on, my fellow dragon-slayers! Finish that dragon!"

He starts running towards the action, sword raised high.

Renalt looks over at her, then does a double take.

"No you're not ok! What did you do? What happened? Quick, we can find a healer..."

He starts fussing and fretting offer Raena, ignoring the dragon.

"You're bleeding! How did this happen? What was that teleportation magic you used?"

And yet the ballista rounds would fall around his form. Those that neared him would hit the ground before they could reach him due to the High Gravity Field around him. Despite slow retreat, he still was in his High Gravity Mode, making his body a hard thing to penetrate.

Gravlor began to lower his body, as if preparing to spring upwards. His muscles would tense as he sunk all his weight towards the ground and pulled his wings in as tight as he could around him. He knew he couldn't release a blast in time to stop it and there was something leaping his way.

The High Gravity would slightly intensify on Gravlor's body. This would slow him down a bit more, but add a little more strength to his body for what was about to come. Then it happened, the attack was released from Ashley.

With Gravlor's body fully tensed and prepared, he kept the strongest park of his head toward her. This piece protected much of his neck in it's restricted form. It also allowed Gravlor to keep his face towards the inside of his body. This is what would take the hit from Ashley.

A black smoke like essence would roll from the nostrils and mouth of Gravlor. His eyes would flicker to a ruby color, as well as the neon blue markings on his body. The markings and eyes returned to blue, and the smoke essence rolled no more. What remained of the essence would move through the air towards Raena Fletcher, who appeared and was weakened from their magics they used. Even if Gravlor was ever defeated, it could reawaken in her. If Trogdor's Anger entered her form, it would do nothing at all for the time being. A quick smoke would layer their eyes, but as stated, it would do absolutely nothing to change their status. (It is up to you whether it does or not, I just figured i'd state what it would do either way.)

As the blast hit Gravlor this spot, a wave of silence would sweep across the area. A wave of energy would be released following this wave of silence. Then there was the room that sent a quake across the area, rupturing the ground in a wave like motion, leaving a small area of dirt and rock waves.

The explosion of energy from the High Gravity Field that was trying to suppress everything around Gravlor and the explosion of Kinetic Energy from the bolt would not mix well. An explosion of light would follow the main explosion point, capable of temporarily blinding them if they looked right at it.

This same explosion of energy would prevent Jorech from reaching his destination. The pure force in the explosion from the two opposite energy collided. It wouldn't cause anything vital, but Jorech, no matter how strong, would find a wall from the energy that would send him flying backwards across the ground if he tried to add his force into it when there was basically a miniature super nova occurring.

The air around Gravlor was filled with dirt and dust. It was definitely impossible to see him for this short bit, as it was impossible for him to see the others. It would cause a moment of peace to the area, a suspenseful peace.

Gravlor would suffer more damage than any of them. His ears were left ringing, being that his ears could pick up the high pitch that the others didn't in the silence. A fracture in his scaling on his head where the blast hit and drawing a bit of silver blood.

This might be his only opportunity to escape and he needed to seize it. He was in the worst moment of pain, but he had planned for this moment the entire time since he realized that Ashley was going to hit him with a mass of fire originally. He didn't expect what happened, but he knew something like it would happen.

When the energy settled and the debris was high in the air, Gravlor would push upwards and begin to spread his wings. He used his entire might to fight the High Gravity in the first seconds of his upward spring. There was a lot of power in this motion despite it being slow.

Then Gravlor would release his High Grav Field. With power he had built up to fight against the High Grav Field, he would rocket into the air. His first flap would clear the mass of the debris to see him return to the point in the sky where shot down from. A lot of the speed was due to the High Grav Field being eliminated and nature having to fill that point.

A loud noise that sounded almost pressurized erupted as Gravlor took upwards. How fast nature worked to fill the gravitational void that once was Gravlor's void. Maybe the others still stood after this release of energy, or maybe they fell on their butts and watched him; nothing serious would happen, but if close enough, they would be knocked over if not in a barrier.

Jorech could try and jump after him, but even Jorech could only leap so high and Gravlor was moving extremely fast due to using the gravity and muscles to jump before flapping. With his head stretched out, as if he was arrow shot straight into the sky, he would cut through the sky even after he cleared his original drop point.

He would fly much higher, so if he fell to due to his head wound, he could at least try to direct himself towards the deserts to the North. He would move over the lands of The Free City and decide where to go next. He was definitely contemplating going to his den till he healed.

Back on the ground, blue birds would flock the area. They would begin pecking and scratching the ground and eating anything they could that was dead. They would occasionally peck at the survivors, but more than likely not. Until Trogdor's Anger was released completely from Gravlor, these birds could continuously arrive at every battle at some point.

"That mage... she is calming... but she is not one of my Loves. She will pay for her trickery. The other child of Mother Gaia, she is also unique and of a strong heart..." Gravlor began to think to himself, calming himself and his normal mind trying to come back.

The damage from the blast had shook Gravlor enough to partially open his mind. He questioned himself, unaware of the curse that was controlling him. He was aware of everything that had happened, but the curse had him convinced it was Gravlor doing it and nothing was controlling him. It wouldn't be long before the anger came out, somehow twisting Gravlor's mind to get mad at them for being nice and defending themselves from the monster he was becoming.

"Mother Gaia, your children are not mine. You cannot bribe me, Liar. I will wreck you lands until my children return!" Gravlor roared out loud, unable to be heard by anyone but himself.