Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]

Myra, although relieved that the battle was over, was slightly put off by how Bohw and Nos stole the stage at the very end. Ahhh, well, she consoled herself, they didn't get to do much until the end of the battle anyway, while Myra got to enter the stage much earlier than they did! Everyone needs the spotlight on themselves at some point, and it was definitely fun watching Savannah flash-freeze that Cordraal into oblivion. She looks over the side of the ship to see if that dark figure is still there, only to view a few specs in its place. Remains of the dark figure, Myra supposes. "...Loot!" she slips out with a devious grin, and a gleam in her eyes to match.

She turns to her cohorts on the ship, still grinning madly, and calls out, "I'll be back in a moment! I see something shiny!" She places a foot on the edge of the ship, but pauses, and turns to Watson. "...You know, Watson," Myra started, an oddly calm demeanor about her as she spoke, "I found it a little..concerning...to have heard you speak of magic with such disdain, earlier...You really shouldn't be so unappreciative of magic, when magic makes everything so much more fun...Without magic, life is bland and colorless, much like that water you're drinking now."

With that being said, Myra jumps off of the ship and Changes Form into a Raven, making a mad dash for whatever was left of that dark figure. If there are enemies too close for her to safely approach, then she'll use a magic spell to retrieve them from a safe distance.