05-20-2021, 07:51 PM
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Shit was going sideways, and fast. For the most part, Roan had merely been watching, his blue gaze scanning over the battlefield before it landed on Sojourn, and the prisoner she held in her grip. The soothsayer's heart sank as he saw what was going on, and he managed only a short, cut off cry as Michael was murdered, his guts dragged over the dirt. Still, he couldn't afford to fall apart. Not here. Not now. Especially not when Diya was on the ground, looking like she was barely hanging onto life. With a heavy sigh from the depths of his gut, the medic raised a paw, his elementals surging forth and striking any Coalition NPCs that lingered near her body. He cared little for their screams or cries of pain, just wanting to make sure that none of them got over to her before he did. As he pulled his paw back, Roan slowly began to shift, his body growing and becoming longer. Once he was done shifting, he was in his large Eastern dragon form, towering over many of the smaller creatures below.
He wasted no time in flying downwards, landing nearby to Diya's shrinking form as it slowly went from polar bear to plain domestic feline. As a few of the surviving NPCs approached him, he turned his head and snarled, voice filled with venom, "Stay back, or risk the consequences." Surprisingly, most of them seemed to listen. With that, he reached out and lifted [member=1149]Diya F.M.[/member] into his claws, carefully pulling her up to rest against his chest. He then turned, using his wind elementals to take to the sky once more and head off, back in the direction of The Typhoon. He would've liked to stay and make sure he could assist with any other injuries, but what Diya was dealing with was major. Honestly, it was a miracle that she hadn't died from the vicious blood-bending already. So, he spared only a brief glance back in the direction of his mama, as if silently telling her that he would make sure Diya was alright. And with that, it wasn't long before the dragon had disappeared over the horizon, eager to get back home and make sure his step-mother would be alright.
( out! + permission given by percy / rexaraneo for roan to take diya )
[align=right][sup][sup]template © tikki[/sup][/sup]He wasted no time in flying downwards, landing nearby to Diya's shrinking form as it slowly went from polar bear to plain domestic feline. As a few of the surviving NPCs approached him, he turned his head and snarled, voice filled with venom, "Stay back, or risk the consequences." Surprisingly, most of them seemed to listen. With that, he reached out and lifted [member=1149]Diya F.M.[/member] into his claws, carefully pulling her up to rest against his chest. He then turned, using his wind elementals to take to the sky once more and head off, back in the direction of The Typhoon. He would've liked to stay and make sure he could assist with any other injuries, but what Diya was dealing with was major. Honestly, it was a miracle that she hadn't died from the vicious blood-bending already. So, he spared only a brief glance back in the direction of his mama, as if silently telling her that he would make sure Diya was alright. And with that, it wasn't long before the dragon had disappeared over the horizon, eager to get back home and make sure his step-mother would be alright.
( out! + permission given by percy / rexaraneo for roan to take diya )
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