Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26210095-20161022213310/@comment-27168578-20161103132417

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: This post has been made at the request of Patrick.vtap. Kiyo and everyone else in the building cover their heads as the roof explodes, raining stones and such on them. Bloody-red rain washes down all around, and red lightning flickers where once it was blue.

Kiyo then rolls forward as Ascalon swipes through the air where she had been standing. Coming to her feet, she hisses in disgust at the weapon in Azael's hand.

'The Dragonslayer...' she spits, before Brionac finally fades of energy and clanks to the ground, spent. Fafnir lowers his sword, and proceeds to leap forward, jamming his and Lix Tetrax's weapons together.

Azael swings his weapon again, but evidently the new sword is strange to his hand, as his stroke is clumsy, allowing Kiyo to effortlessly sidestep and send a blow into his gut, knocking him airborne.

Trillian stands, knocking stones off of himself, but is immediately forced to defend as Seiryū sends a series of blinding strokes his way, forcing the Archseraph to leap into the sky. Seeing him in flight, the other Fallen Angels retreat as well, taking to the sky.

But they did not reckon the dragons.

'I, who awakened to the principles of desire, do now release my seal,' cries Fafnir. 'I am Fafnir!'

With a burst of black flame a massive black dragon takes to the skies, easily the size of a small town.

Seiryū leaps into the air, looking like a flying man without the wings of a Western dragon or rare Eastern dragon, sword raised.

'I who awakened to the principles of devotion, do now release my seal,' he calls. 'I am Seiryū!'

With a burst of azure flames the Oriental dragon spins through the air like a top. Kiyo pouts a little as she keeps up with them in her human form, black wings making her look as much a dark angel as their enemies.

'If I tried to change form, I would crush most of this whole mountain range,' she murmurs, mouth tight. 'I'm sorry, angels, but these two have suddenly, impressively, Ticked. Me. Off. This means someone has to die, and I'm afraid you're on the menu.'

So saying, she accelerates, and grabs Azael by the arm, swinging him down towards the earth. As he falls, he tosses Ascalon into the air, for it to be snatched up by Lilith.

As they fall together, Restia and Azael fight, the dark angel trying desperately to stab her with Carnwennan, the dragon blocking with Amanomurakumo. Below them appears Fafnir, dragon-fire licking at his jaws. Azael screams as they pass through the flames, but the next look at Kiyo leaves him naught but a quivering wreck.

For the Nightmare Queen is smiling. Covered head-to-foot in blood, with a bloody sword in her hand, and she is smiling, eyes wide with excitement and joy.

As darkness closes around him, the last thought Azael has is that he wishes his body would end up being destroyed before Kiyo devoured it... That's what I get when I don't have a sacred weapon...