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.

You hop off the airship, becoming a raven once again. As you do, you summon a magical pink waterfall above Watson, which continually splashes down on him like a shower just as he starts his monologue about magic! He looks rather silly trying to talk through the cascade of brightly-colored liquid, and he accidentally swallows some of it during his sentences. Surprisingly it tastes like lettuce and roast rabbit, which is probably enough to make anyone flip out coming from pink water.

Meanwhile, you soon realize you should probably have saved that galewind for something a little more productive, for as you fly back down you are greeted by a hail of dark spells and black spikes launched at you from below. Fortunately, most pass you by, but a significant amount strike home, and you are rapidly turned into a pincushion, your blood drenching the ground far below as your vision grows hazy. You are not well. Soon, though, you are close enough that you can yank the remains of the dark knight into the air alongside you. As you do, the massive armor disintegrates, turning to ash and smoke and scattering. The greatsword, however, you yank from the ground and bring it to yourself.

What now?

Savannah smirks, wiping some excess ice crystals on her hands off onto her pants. She casually strolls over to the ice statue of the Cordraal, sticking her tongue out at it. Savannah leans on the statue, feeling the cold seep through her sweater.

"If that's not how you do it, I don't know what is." She chuckles then gets up, heading towards Ziras. However, she spots a bunch of the battered and wounded survivors and decides that she should probably help them out instead. So Savannah makes her rounds, applying healing spells to those that need it.

You begin tending the wounds of the survivors. Many of the men and women who made it on board died only moments later, succumbing to the brutal wounds inflicted on them during their escape. You estimate that about a third of the people 'resting' on the deck right now are actually corpses. It is fortunate then that you are so quick to act, rapidly selecting the most injured survivors and stitching them up as best you can, before moving on.

As you work, you are joined by Ziras and Taran. Ziras' presence alone seems to strenghten your patients, and you actually feel rejuvenated yourself aswell. "Good work holding the railing like that." Taran says at one point as he passes you. "I dont doubt that most of these people would not have survived a second battle with those monsters."