Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-28358106-20171125070301

(S9/Lil) Tirush grunts as the spike is driven inward, the DE magic pulsing with cold, dripping fog. Then, she hears Lilrava's little voice as she clutches her close. A single though runs through her mind.

Whoever was attacking almost speared her daughter.

She growls, her talons digging into the ground. Lilrava can feel her adoptive mother's energy surge to frightening levels.

Opaline the 1st squints. "Hey, do you see that? It looks like..." She hesitates.

"Shut up. You're breaking my concentration." Cirelle clenches her fist and the ice spike finishes forming. With a dramatic gesture, it is hurled towards its target.

Tirush roars, yanking one of her arms free, breaking the ice in her chest. The second spike hurtles towards her in a whistling blur, and she lunges forward with her huge, flaming fist.

Two dozen Opalines duck as the resulting explosion of fire, steam and ice shards blasts them. One of them cautiously looks up.

"What happ--" -SCHPLRRK!-

She is atomized, gel gobbets and ice armor flinging everywhere as Tirush decimates her with a snarling swipe of her talons. The other Opalines rise and begin attacking, but they hardly make it a few steps. Roaring, tearing into them, Tirush is a fire-clad terror as she gives no quarter. Her taloned feet lash out with lethal accuracy, her free hand claws and swings, the edge of her wing slicing through the Opalines like an enormous blade. Snarling, she reaches over and, her claws splintering the wood, rips a tree taller than a house from the ground. The DE-tinted flame on her hand climbs up its trunk and immolates its branches.

"W-w-what d-do we do now?! It didn't work!" Opaline the 1st babbles, her voice rising to hysteria.

"I can see that! We need to---"

Cirelle's eyes widen and she teleports out of the way just in time. The tree, the flaming, whole tree, comes hurtling out of the blizzard, crashing down where she was a split second before. Opaline the 1st is simply obliterated.

Being held with only one wing, Lilrava can now see what is happening. The blizzard slowly begins to subside, having no mage to control it. Hundreds of remaining Opalines surround them, gradually revealed in the receding flurry.

And as one, their eyes widen as their cover is lost. Tirush rumbles like a furnace, her ice spike long melted and the ice around her rapidly disappearing.

"HIÏ LØS A'AL..."

Tirush's voice rumbles in the air, tongues of flame licking from her mouth as she looks over the group of Slime Soldiers, who are now beginning to question their tactics.