With serpentlike speed, Cad whips his face away from the blast of flame, staggering on his usless hind leg... taking the fight back into the air... he powers into the underside of the Black, his front talons racking at the chest of the other dragon, he head whipping from side to side as he gouts flame, trying to score a hit on the Blacks face, black coal like scales falling like rain onto the ground as tear tears and hammers at his enemy. Deep in his mind, he fears this maybe his last battle... but he is determined that he will not be going alone.
Wrapping his three good limbs around the Black... pinning its wings against it body... Cad folds his own wings along his back and falls from the sky like a stone... all the time the Black twisting in his grip as he realises Cadragons's intent
May 11th, 2003, 07:38 PM
The Black went into a blind panic. He had one useless wing and was helpless in that grip of steel.
He gouted fire wildly, roaring. He tried to turn but couldn't. Finally he got a hind leg free and clawed savagely at the underbelly. It went right by the scrotum, and that age-old male reflex took over. Cad let go, arching away from certain emasculation.
the Black flew off a few hundred yards, landng on a peak, heaving for breath and watching Cadfael.
Cad whipped around, winging heavily, barely avoiding a heavy crash. flying aloft, he too hit a peak to get his wind back and get abetter look at his enemy. The sucker was as big and as ancient as Cad himself.
May 11th, 2003, 07:51 PM
Cadragon knew he was beaten... this would end in his death... he looked across the gulf to the panting Black... so this is how it ends...
"COME ON YOU BLACK BASTARD!" he calls, launching himself from the peak... "DANCE WITH ME DARLIN'" he begins to laugh wiildly, his eyes burning golden... with a snap of wings he falls onto the Blacks huge back... and rips away the tattered wing... sinking his fangs into the raw open wound... and breathing flame into the very blood of the Black, before darting away.
The Black in on him right away, Cadragon totally unprepared for the speed in which the Black leaps at him and gets a vice like hold, together they tumble down the cliff side... Cad once again hit the ground, this time on his back, pinned to the floor as the Black snaps his head out at Cad's throat.... he snaps his head this way and that... trying to avoid the huge jaws...
May 11th, 2003, 08:24 PM
The Black was desperate. With his wing gone, he couldn't fly at all. It had severed a major artery which was pumping blood everywhere.
He was desperate for the throat. He had to get that throat! His jaws snapped, he caught the neck on the side, but where the hard scales were. His bite didn't penetrate. He was getting weaker now. He could feel it.
He lashed with a rear claw, tearing a long, but superficial rip on Cad's belly. He tried the fire, but couldn't manage it. His head began to swim. The blood, the loss of blood. He shook his great head, trying to clear his mind, trying to...clear..his..
His head lolled back, exposing the throat, and Cadfael nailed him instantly, desperation giving him strength. Snapping his head, he ripped the Black's throat apart. More blood gushed all over Cadfael. The black collapsed, pinning the wounded Dragon Lord on the ground.
Evil malice bored into Cadfael's eyes as the Black died.
"I am not the only one. You go to your death, Old One". He died with a shuddering sigh.
May 11th, 2003, 08:45 PM
"Neither am I" Cadragon sighed as oblivion took him, his form shuddered and Cadfael the Monk lay there, his leg bent at an impossible angle... the collor of his habit soeaked with blood...
Well, I tell you boys, thet was one helluve fight. Old Cad damn near bought it that time.
But he had himself a huge problem. He had broke bones he didn't know even existed, wuz bleedin' like a gutted hog, and lying there on that canyon floor with about thirty tons o' dead meat on top of him.
He knew his wounds were too bad to morph back into human. It woulda kilt him instant-like. So he was gonna have to heal up before he could do a damn thing.
Stranger wuz nowheres to be found, e-Berry wuz off on a battle of her own, and things wasn't lookin' too bright at the moment- 'specially when the wolves began smellin' supper, and came a-callin'.
May 12th, 2003, 10:30 AM
e-Berry crouched low, her anger building as she listened to the foot soldiers bragging about what they would do if they found the "woman".......she decided to let them get a ways in front of her position, to gain optimum advantage for her prowess with the bow. There were six of them....easy targets. She would pick them off one by one before they knew what had hit them.....but the last one or two would see her in all her fury.
He turned and looked at her, a wicked, leering grin on his face.
"Well lookie here", he growled, "We got us a sweet young thang. You just did me a favor, little lady. Now I ain't got to share you".
"Come to Daddy, little girl and get your first spanking".
e-Berry charged, her fury at a boiling point. Her blade descended in a blur. He blocked, swinging up, as she flew by and the clash of steel rang out.
"Come on, my little slave-to-be", he taunted her. "I like a bitc! with fire".
May 12th, 2003, 11:07 AM
e-Berry swung around and blocked him again, their swords clanging , echoing down into the valley. Her shield caught the sun's glint and blinded her opponent for a few seconds, but she did not need that advantage, she could have cut hium down without it.....he cursed her as he swung wildly in the direction of her cries.
"Aaaiiieeeeee.!" she shrieked as she rolled and jumped up to block him again. She whirled like a dervish, he sliced at thin air as she leapt out of his path and brought her sword down upon his shoulder.
Screaming in anger, he dropped to his knees, and e-Berry stood before him, the point of her blade poised in the hollow of his throat.
"Shall I put you out of your misery, or let the vultures feast while you still have breath?" she demanded.