Post by Tristan Knightrhode on Nov 24, 2006 20:13:56 GMT -5
[Maybe...What the fuck...] He thought to Roy, seeing the fire balls the thing was hurling. "Son of a bitch...Wait..the eyes?...Ok." He said, watching the metalic worm. He pulled his sword from the ground and shouted, "IGNEUS...IKEI!!!" A spacious roar errupted from a couple of stories in the air as an ever-growing fire ball produced the fully sized black dragon. It's wings shot open, dispercing the smoke in magnificent trails that swirled up into nothingness.
Another roar and the dragon dove. Tristan charged, begining to pour all of his energy into his blade. Igneus opened his maw again, this time there was no roar, but instead a massive fireball that nearly engulfed the emerged portion of the slagworm. The worm let out another roar, this time in irritation, and turned its flame's toward the airborne dragon.
Igneus whirled about and pulled out his most deep rooted roars, combined with an ever flowing stream of fire. His wing beat, slow and steady, kept him aloft, and pushed the flames in his favor. "DIE!!" Tristan yelled at the top of his lungs, launching himself into the air, directly infront of the worm. His sword was behind his head, glowing with a brilliant whiteness to out-shine the sun. He came into the flames, but would be un-harmed His eyes flickered the blood red power of the crusnik form, but the transformation stopped there.
The sword came down and the fire exploded, making a giant white blade of pure searing flame. It reached down to the beast even though Tristan was still a good few meters over its head. The armor above the eye split open beneath the insane heat as Tristan came down. The blade sunk deep into the eye and the hunter stood on its head with his flaming sword stuck deep in its' brain. It roared again and fell silent, the stream of flame from its mouth ceaced, in turn so did Igneus'.
Tristan pulled his sword out of the scorched socket, now an ordinary blade again. He didn't even get the chance to put it away before he fell off the things head and passed out, splayed on the dirt, sword in hand, dragon hovering over head.
Another roar and the dragon dove. Tristan charged, begining to pour all of his energy into his blade. Igneus opened his maw again, this time there was no roar, but instead a massive fireball that nearly engulfed the emerged portion of the slagworm. The worm let out another roar, this time in irritation, and turned its flame's toward the airborne dragon.
Igneus whirled about and pulled out his most deep rooted roars, combined with an ever flowing stream of fire. His wing beat, slow and steady, kept him aloft, and pushed the flames in his favor. "DIE!!" Tristan yelled at the top of his lungs, launching himself into the air, directly infront of the worm. His sword was behind his head, glowing with a brilliant whiteness to out-shine the sun. He came into the flames, but would be un-harmed His eyes flickered the blood red power of the crusnik form, but the transformation stopped there.
The sword came down and the fire exploded, making a giant white blade of pure searing flame. It reached down to the beast even though Tristan was still a good few meters over its head. The armor above the eye split open beneath the insane heat as Tristan came down. The blade sunk deep into the eye and the hunter stood on its head with his flaming sword stuck deep in its' brain. It roared again and fell silent, the stream of flame from its mouth ceaced, in turn so did Igneus'.
Tristan pulled his sword out of the scorched socket, now an ordinary blade again. He didn't even get the chance to put it away before he fell off the things head and passed out, splayed on the dirt, sword in hand, dragon hovering over head.
