Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26210095-20160920234634/@comment-26444332-20160921232633

Meanwhile, on a small hillock several kilometers away from the main gates of Valthax...

'Hm...' the silver-haired girl hums thoughtfully, a simple black Elderwood longbow in her hands. She plucks the bowstring, the resulting tone a pleasant one.

'What should I do?' she asks the sky. 'Should I help the Mitarri, or the Varr?'

While the sky only responds with a breeze that ruffles her dark overcoat, the fiery red bird on her shoulder does not.

'If you're going to help them, Cardinal, I suppose the Mitarri deserve it more. They weren't as much of a dragon-slaying folk,' the little bird chirps.

'Thanks, Leilan. I suppose I ought to help the Mitarri. One shot ought to do it.'

With that, Cardinal raises her longbow, but she reaches for no arrows, for she has none. Instead, she holds one hand out to the side.

"I am the bone of my blade..." she whispers, and a flickering image of a sword with a spiraling pattern on the blade appears in her palm. She fits it to the bowstring and pulls back, the sword elongating into an arrow.

Red light begins to flicker and pulse around her, furiously beating in tune with her heart. The two Suzaku by her side fly a little bit off, so as not to be caught in the spell.

"Caladbolg!" she shouts, and releases the arrow, no longer a flickering image, but now a true weapon.

Speeding through the air, the power of an Elderwood longbow is made known as the arrow easily crosses the three or four kilometers. It makes contact with the gate, and blinding light flashes as it splinted and cracks, releasing a wave of energy that completely demolishes the entire entryway, blasting the doors off their hinges and causing the guard towers to crumble in on themselves.

'That's what you get for not warding your gates properly,' Cardinal tuts at the city. 'I do hope that the Mitarri won't be too hard on most of the citizens.'

And with that, she sprouts four black wings, like a dark angel, and flies off.