12-03-2020, 09:14 PM
NOTHING BESIDE REMAINS — Sojourn had just made a fatal mistake. That wasn't a particularly surprising thing, considering Aurum knew that Stryker and his entire family was a bunch of overconfident fools. However, Sojourn had just managed to bring about her own downfall – or at least, a whole lot of pain for herself. Flames licked forward and consumed Aurum's jaws, one blue eye narrowing in rage as he took a step forward. He paid no attention to Kian's goading, just glad that the other was actually doing something. That already put the other above Gael in the angel's eyes. He also let out a soft noise of approval as he saw Aine moving forward to entangle Stryker. He didn't quite approve of her being here – despite them being enemies, he didn't want any children or teenagers to be hurt here – but he was glad to see that she was more bold than her father. With a snarl, he growled put to the crowd, leaping up and into the air, "Fine, you want me to do something? I'll do something." His words dripped with venom, showing that he had not only been waiting to cause Stryker pain, but his entire family as well. After all, Stryker hadn't spared Aurum's family any mercy.
As soon as he was in the air, the lion teleported behind Sojourn, his wings spread wide and the flames around his muzzle burning white hot. He moved closer and attempted to dig his flaming fangs into the back of [member=16709]SOJOURN[/member]'s neck, trying to dig deep into the muscle and lift her several feet into the air. If he was successful, he would then shake Sojourn violently around from side to side and let his flames envelop the top part of her body. If all of that was successful, Sojourn wouldn't die from anything he had done, but she would feel agonizing pain in her neck and the upper half of her body, as well as potentially gaining severe burns and torn bits of skin. It was dirty and cruel attack, but Aurum didn't care if he was being underhanded. As far as he was concerned, no one related to Stryker or the Coalition deserved mercy anymore. They had firmly established that they didn't care about anyone besides themselves, so Aurum wouldn't care about them. In the angel's eyes, they were no longer people. They were just the next victims of his teeth and flames. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.
As soon as he was in the air, the lion teleported behind Sojourn, his wings spread wide and the flames around his muzzle burning white hot. He moved closer and attempted to dig his flaming fangs into the back of [member=16709]SOJOURN[/member]'s neck, trying to dig deep into the muscle and lift her several feet into the air. If he was successful, he would then shake Sojourn violently around from side to side and let his flames envelop the top part of her body. If all of that was successful, Sojourn wouldn't die from anything he had done, but she would feel agonizing pain in her neck and the upper half of her body, as well as potentially gaining severe burns and torn bits of skin. It was dirty and cruel attack, but Aurum didn't care if he was being underhanded. As far as he was concerned, no one related to Stryker or the Coalition deserved mercy anymore. They had firmly established that they didn't care about anyone besides themselves, so Aurum wouldn't care about them. In the angel's eyes, they were no longer people. They were just the next victims of his teeth and flames. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.
— Reggan