Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20160820033218/@comment-26444332-20160830010426

Azalea shakes her head slowly at Vito's glance.

'Not for nothing is he the Prince of the Apocalypse,' she says.

Azarias draws Bahamut's rapier, but doesn't stab it into the ground. Rather, he holds it, one hand on the flat of the blade, pointed skyward, the hilt over his heart. He begins to speak again, and glowing red lines of energy trace along the sword in random straight-lined patterns, always extending upwards.

'Manifest, feast on the flesh and blood of the gods, violent dragon of death, and sever the black clouds of heaven! Bahamut, come forth!'

And with a roar, a mighty black dragon with six jet wings forms. The titanic dragon, Bahamut, screams out fury towards the sky, red eyes blazing, as the Dragon Armament that bears it's name forms around Azarias.

'Bahamut's true form...' Kurenai whispers.

The energy around Bahamut twists, turning from violet to a deep red, and the Dragon Armament's sword lengthens and thickens, to match the new, heavier exoskeleton.

'The Vile Brand,' Azalea murmurs. 'The symbol of the Black Dragon Emperor, Bahamut.'

Azarias takes off, the giant black dragon leaping into the sky as well. While the dragon Bahamut itself remains stationary, roaring a challenge at the Solver-of-All-Fates, Azarias speeds forward, sword raised high.