Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161019040608/@comment-26444332-20161019043513

Alright.

Like two charging bulls the Dragon-armored men meet, clash, and separate again, red and white stark against the ashen landscape. With a shout, Slade smashes into Valerius, and Tiamat shatters into shards of light which dissipate. Tiamat's call device clatters to the ground.

'Now!' roars the Crimson Dragon, and scarlet armor, a mirror of the white arms Slade is wearing, forms on Valerius.

With roars the two Dragons pit themselves and their bearers against each other. Surging energies, crimson and icy blue, crackle and hum as they connect, entwine, and cancel each other out.

Finally, Valerius manages to land a solid blow on Slade, and his armored fist shatters Albion's chestplate. With a mental scream the White Dragon and Slade crash from sky to earth, slamming into the ground.

'Finish him,' Ddraig growls, and Valerius puts his boot to Slade's neck and presses down, breaking it. The mercenary falls away, dead, and Albion passes away quietly to the south...

Now Valerius turns to see not all is well with everyone else. Maria and Azarias are still locked in a deadly dance, and what appears to be worse is the fact that Azarias's crest is burning red, like Maria's began to do when she went berserk. Not blue, like it was every other time.