"dragons have a organ that produces flames you damage that organ you can cause one of two things to cause either a build up of pressure leads to a well..."explosion" or it will cook the beast alive"
in a worn out damaged notebook he opens a well drawn diagram of a dragon and points at point on its chest that indicated the position of where he assumed most dragons flame producing organ was
in a worn out damaged notebook he opens a well drawn diagram of a dragon and points at point on its chest that indicated the position of where he assumed most dragons flame producing organ was
Willow summons her Great Sword from her Grimoire. “Will this do?” (I’ll add a few pics of the great sword later.)
"if its magic no"
He takes off his forehead protector, looking at Shade's diagram of a dragon.
"dragons are beast of nature and magic the best thing as cringy as it is they are beast of calamity partially because of stereotype and because the idiots destroy anything that moves"
Willow shakes her head. “The only time it’s magic when I infuse it with my magic. I also have these other 2 swords.”
"Like they say non-magical problems require melee solutions expect for healing", he said.
Willow nods. “Anyways, Shade, could you help me train with these?”
"last i checked you hated me"
Willow nods. “Yeah, but you seem pretty good with your swords, so I pushing that aside right now.”
"if you say so i can give some pointers"
Willow smiles brightly. “Thanks!”
he snorks and stands up stretching his body armor coated in scratches from the numerous clawed foes he fought
Corvus caws and flies over to Noros and lands on his shoulder. “Good luck girl.”
he grabs both swords the great sword sliding out of the ground
Loki was on his other shoulder and looked at Corvus with a predatory-like look.
̶c̶a̶s̶u̶a̶l̶l̶y̶ ̶c̶h̶a̶n̶g̶e̶s̶ ̶s̶h̶a̶d̶e̶s̶ ̶g̶r̶e̶a̶t̶s̶w̶o̶r̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶g̶r̶e̶a̶t̶s̶w̶o̶r̶d̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶a̶r̶t̶o̶r̶i̶a̶s̶
Willow summons her own great sword after a moment of thinking. “Ok, ready?”
Corvus looks at Loki. “Don’t even think about it cat.”
Corvus looks at Loki. “Don’t even think about it cat.”
once outside he just attaches both sheathes to his back but holds the greatsword at an angle indicating he was ready
Willow dashes at him, aiming a horizontal slash at Shade.
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