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Penitent Soul

As soon as Deimos had finished his breakfast, he packed up the last of his supplies before hopping into Phobos's saddle. Speaking a few comforting words to the horse, he snapped the reins and his steed immediately jumped to a gallop. They weren't too far from the edge of the forest and would no doubt reach it within a matter of minutes, and hopefully the first thing they would see would be a nice, well protected, comfortable town.

As soon as they broke through the last of the tree's and emerged on a huge plain, a town was clearly visible about a mile away, and from the looks of it, the town was under attack. "Are those...? No...Phobos!" He said as he snapped the reins three times, bringing Phobos to top speeds as he galloped down to meet the invading force, fully intending to stop them, or die trying.

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Foxysister

((Im sorry Jakie, please could you every forgive me!))

Chaar smiled as Max came to her. "Hey, there you are." She said affectionately. She bent down and picked Max up and cradled him in her arms. Then she looked back up to Chargos. "Come on Chargy, lets go." He nodded.

They were staying at an inn on the edge of a town called Tilt. She sat moodily and drank. A man next to her was chatting away. He probably expecting something to happen later. She was tricking him into paying for the drinks. Then something happened outside. She ran out and saw a seen happening at the gate. The biggest one got up from an attack and took a swing at another guard. She concentrated and he ducked. The claymore flew above the guards head and just barely missed. Then the guard sprang back and away from the monster. She let out her breath and he was released. "Chargos, go!"

Chargos pulled his bow out and loosed an arrow on one of the monster's lackeys. The arrow struck hard and the thing fell. Then he readied another and loosed it on the big soldier. It struck the thing in it's leg and the monster fell to it's knee. It reached down and pulled the arrow out and stood again. This thing doesn't want to go down, he thought.

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angel1234

(he is 5 ft tall at the head and he isent full grown yet)

Max purred happily as Chaar picked him up, before jumping out of her arms as she started moving, growling deeply as he watched the scene unfold.

As Chargos attacked Max stayed back with Charlotte waiting for her to decided what she was doing "what do you wish to do?" his voice was quite and hardly had a hiss, he was learning to speak english better now and every now and again a word could be understood if they listened hard enough.

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jake_holland

(Viva la Nightcore!!!)

Jack felt the lightning going into and out of his arm, gathering at the nexus of attention, and he continued to gather energy as some people attacked the leader. The Coront rushed forward, ignoring the guards and others, attempting to head into town while the guards decided to leave the leader to the more powerful vigilantes. The lightning shot out from his arm, striking the leader with a blast just as powerful as real lightning from the sky. The leader stood stunned for a moment, then electricity crackled as it seemed to double its' efforts, continuing to burn and jump at the leader, while seemingly random bursts of electricity struck the ground around him. Then, Jack saw the reason for the change to his lightning; a Mage. It came swooping from the sky, leaving behind some kind of magic that had kept it from sight, while riding upon a Dragon. Jack saw that it was a Wynn, one of the weakest Dragons to be found, but it was still more dangerous than a pack of Cerbor. It had its' bottom legs tied, kept close to the stomach, and it was bound by steel chains, blackened by the bloody magic that made it a hundred times stronger than normal steel. Jack concentrated upon his own form, now weakening from the effort, and he was suddenly a straight bolt of lightning, coming up to meet the Wynn. He struck the Dragon head first, the power of a storm and his own mass behind the attack. His form was instantly forced back to human, and he felt pain reverberating throughout his whole body. Nevertheless, he felt that twinge once again, and he struck his hands out in a desperate bid to grab onto the Wynn. His hands took firm grasp of the chain, and while it felt as though there were a million red hot needles stabbing him, he knew this was merely how the mage controlled the Wynn; pain in the directions he didn't want to go, pleasure in the directions he did. This would have only worked on one of the stupider dragons, otherwise it would just fight through the pain to eat the mage. Jack maintained his grasp of the dragon, and the mage was forced to divert his attention to this annoyance. The dragon turned it's head, aiming to throw Jack off via teeth, but he focused and another painful burst of lightning was flung from his body, though it was weak and undirected, it served as repellant enough for the dragon. Jack focused his remaining focus upon the chain, struggling to ammass the power needed to destroy it, and suddenly the dragon screamed. Jack, the mage, and the dragon were all thrown into a dive towards the ground, and they smashed upon the Dark Coront that had been left unattended. Jack was flung a dozen feet away, as was the mage, and all the magical apparatus that had held the dragon to the mages will was dispelled, allowing the dragon to continue on it's own. This was firstly demonstrated by it's quick consumption of the leader of the soldiers, and then it chased after the others. Jack had no idea what had happened, only that while the threat of the soldiers had diminished greatly, they now needed to eliminate or drive off the dragon. Jack struck the dark mage with a quick swipe to the head, driving his dagger into the mages head. Then he continued to completely destroy the mages head, completely destroying it from recognition. Jack knew how tough the Dark Army was, even if he had never fought them personally, all the stories spoke of a soldier losing half his body and still struggling to fight for an hour at the least. Now Jack focused on the dragon as it ate the last of the scout party, and he felt pain ripple throughout his body, accompanied by more of the twinges. Jack felt his annoyance at the twinges gather into energy, and he breathed deeply, lightning gathering at his fist as he prepared a smaller burst in his other hand. He sent the smaller burst, and it struck the Wynn in the hind. The Wynn turned, roaring out it's anger as it prepared to fire off a blast of it's deadly stomach contents. Jack reveiwed his mind, and while he didn't know all about dragons, he knew that the dragons that could fly were usually fire-breathers, and so he released his fistful of lightning into the dragons mouth. It screamed in pain, throwing it's head about and smashing into a nearby home. It recovered from it's pain and released a huge fireball in fury, launching two more in quick succession.

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Penitent Soul

As Deimos and Phobos finally reached what remained of the Dark Army raiding party, he drew his sword and lopped the head off of his first unsuspecting victim, and prepared a deathblow for another, but he had not acted quick enough and felt a sharp pain lance into his stomach as the butt end of a polearm drove into it, knocking him from his saddle. Phobos brayed and turned on the warrior, attempting to direct his attention away from Deimos as he struggled to recover. As the pain continued, he lay curled in the fetal position, cradling his stomach in his arms praying that no permanent damage was done. There was only so much he could heal, and he wasn't always successful.

Once it seemed he was able to atleast stand, he quickly assumed a fighting stance and shouted at the warrior who had been distracted by Phobos. With a howl of anger the warrior turned on Deimos just in time for his spear to be driven through the warriors stomach. "A fitting end, don't you think?" Deimos said with a grin as the warrior fell to his knees, mouth agape for a scream of agony that found no escape as Deimos twisted the spear, increasing the pain the soldier was subjected to, and causing a fountain of blood to pour from the wound. Once he was sure the warrior was dead, he glanced in the direction of the mage who was busy clearing out the remains of the enemy force.

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angel1234

Max watched, unmoving as the fight ensued, but the second the coront charged into the city Max went charging towards it like a freight train, less then a second before the head on collision a wynn and its rider crashed into the ground. Max hadnt had time to 'blink' and see the new surroundings so this collision jumbled his nerves and he instictivly lahsed out with his tongue, hitting the wynn in the hindquarters.

He gave a snarl as the fireballs were unleashed, lashing out with his tongue again, aiming directly at the wynn's throat. (creatures larger then himself, take usually a few more strikes then a human which would only take one or two) Max snarled again, baring his teeth in preparation for his next attack.

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