Chapter 611: Goldzirra vs Fenrirra
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Ciaran "It seems Sif likes you girl, that's a good sign for your immediate safety." she says with crossed arms.
Saskia pats the huge wolf on the nose, it immediately afterwards backing away and standing behind Ciaran like a bodyguard. "W-what is this place?" she asks, wondering if the Witchers had been eliminated and replaced with those... Monsters.
Ciaran glances behind her at the city and shrugs, "This is Ichor, a city for all peoples, races and... Most creeds." she says, hesitating slightly at the end.
Saskia "I thought Witchers inhabited the mountain, what did you do to them?" she accuses, not believing an independent city which purports to support all races could exist for an extended period of time.
Ciaran chuckles, "Did you not hear me? The city is for all peoples, Witchers included... It also happens to be a Witcher who rules us. But, I think it's time you answered a couple of my questions, who are you?" she asks, the threat of violence not hidden in the slightest from her tone.
Saskia "I am Saski-"
Schall "We need not answer your questions mortal, take you dog elsewhere, we have business to conduct with the Witchers." he says, ignoring Ciaran and Sif while attempting to walk past them.
Ciaran "You will not enter our lands without asking my questions!" she demands, drawing her sword while Sif lowers in posture and gets ready to pounce.
Saskia growls, "Schall, stop!"
However the Golden Dragon refuses to listen, continuing to walk towards the city and starting to feel the powerful ambient magic wash over him. "T-this! YOU!" he exclaims, turning to Ciaran and beginning to morph into his true form. Golden scales start forming on his skin as he bends over, his skeletal structure expanding and defying the laws of physics.
Ciaran and Sif are on the defensive as Schalls form bulges and eventually becomes a huge Golden Dragon. "Dragon! Trespass on our lands and I promise you certain death!" she exclaims.
Saskia begins to transform as well, though it's slower than Schall's due to her mixed heritage, she's only halfway done when Schall attacks Ciaran.
He the dragon sweeps low and attempt to grab the armoured woman in his jaws, he's stopped however but Sif who leaps onto his side, knocking him off balance before jumping away, gripping the handle of the sword strapped to his side in his mouth.
Saskia is incredibly confused when she sees the huge wolf handle the blade, but is awestruck when it starts using it.
Ciaran blocks a claw swipe from Schall and retaliates with her Greatsword, the blade surprising Schall and Saskia as it digs into the dragon scales, scratching the flesh underneath and drawing blood.
The dragon roars in fury and tries to retaliate, only to have Sif's blade rake along his side, trailing a long wound through the scales. Schall backs away at having been injured by these pathetic creatures, fire flickering within his mouth as he prepares to bathe the two in molten death.
Saskia had just finished transforming as this was happening, and she was only quick enough to jump before the fire to try and save the two innocents who Schall had attacks, searing pain washed over her, scorching her scales and burning her flesh, but she knew she was much more resistant to fire then the knight and her companion.
Schall glares at her, "Saesenthessis! These are the creatures that stole our magic! Assist me you traitorous wyrm or perish with them!" he roars.
Saskia looks at him fiercely, "I refuse!" she shouts, leaping at him and biting his shoulder, her teeth not doing as much damage as she'd thought.
Schall easily throws her off and uses both front legs to stamp on her head, disorientating her and almost knocking her unconscious from the powerful blow. He's stopped from making more attacks when Sif's blade collides with his back, knocking him over as if a truck had just slammed into him and cutting another wound through the scales.
Ciaran dashes and climbs atop the dragon as it falls, rushing to its head and attempting to cut out its other eye. Only for her to be batted away by its claws, as if she were launched by a catapult, she falls 40 feet before colliding with the ground, tumbling over herself before eventually stopping in a heap.
Sif looks over, worried at his partner's condition but Ciaran just gets up and rubs her head, groaning that she'd be "Bruised tomorrow". The wolf continues to combat the dragon in solo-combat while Ciaran composes herself and checks for injuries.
Schall stands on his back feet over the wolf, claws bared as flames puffs from its nostrils, Sif makes the first move. Sprinting ahead and delivering a wide low to high cut, Schall backs off and manages to avoid it, belching a flame at the wolf which distracts it momentarily and allows him to cut deep wounds into Sif's leg, the wolf giving a whimper as it backs away limping.
Schall "You are no match for a true dragon dog!" he exclaims triumphantly.
Ciaran makes her way back to Sif and spots the deep wound in her companion's leg, realising that they were outmatched by this creature...
Just then, as the two were about to retreat and request assistance the sound of an arrow string echoes throughout the clearing.
Schall lets out a grunt as he backs away from the sudden pain, looking down and spotting a spear sized arrow sticking from his abdomen. He glances back up and sees some sort of pale horned girl, with a furry tail wielding another mortal weapon.
Priscilla "You do not belong here!" she shouts, Prospects all charging from behind her, having obviously heard the commotion of the titanic beings fighting.
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Ciaran "It seems Sif likes you girl, that's a good sign for your immediate safety." she says with crossed arms.
Saskia pats the huge wolf on the nose, it immediately afterwards backing away and standing behind Ciaran like a bodyguard. "W-what is this place?" she asks, wondering if the Witchers had been eliminated and replaced with those... Monsters.
Ciaran glances behind her at the city and shrugs, "This is Ichor, a city for all peoples, races and... Most creeds." she says, hesitating slightly at the end.
Saskia "I thought Witchers inhabited the mountain, what did you do to them?" she accuses, not believing an independent city which purports to support all races could exist for an extended period of time.
Ciaran chuckles, "Did you not hear me? The city is for all peoples, Witchers included... It also happens to be a Witcher who rules us. But, I think it's time you answered a couple of my questions, who are you?" she asks, the threat of violence not hidden in the slightest from her tone.
Saskia "I am Saski-"
Schall "We need not answer your questions mortal, take you dog elsewhere, we have business to conduct with the Witchers." he says, ignoring Ciaran and Sif while attempting to walk past them.
Ciaran "You will not enter our lands without asking my questions!" she demands, drawing her sword while Sif lowers in posture and gets ready to pounce.
Saskia growls, "Schall, stop!"
However the Golden Dragon refuses to listen, continuing to walk towards the city and starting to feel the powerful ambient magic wash over him. "T-this! YOU!" he exclaims, turning to Ciaran and beginning to morph into his true form. Golden scales start forming on his skin as he bends over, his skeletal structure expanding and defying the laws of physics.
Ciaran and Sif are on the defensive as Schalls form bulges and eventually becomes a huge Golden Dragon. "Dragon! Trespass on our lands and I promise you certain death!" she exclaims.
Saskia begins to transform as well, though it's slower than Schall's due to her mixed heritage, she's only halfway done when Schall attacks Ciaran.
He the dragon sweeps low and attempt to grab the armoured woman in his jaws, he's stopped however but Sif who leaps onto his side, knocking him off balance before jumping away, gripping the handle of the sword strapped to his side in his mouth.
Saskia is incredibly confused when she sees the huge wolf handle the blade, but is awestruck when it starts using it.
Ciaran blocks a claw swipe from Schall and retaliates with her Greatsword, the blade surprising Schall and Saskia as it digs into the dragon scales, scratching the flesh underneath and drawing blood.
The dragon roars in fury and tries to retaliate, only to have Sif's blade rake along his side, trailing a long wound through the scales. Schall backs away at having been injured by these pathetic creatures, fire flickering within his mouth as he prepares to bathe the two in molten death.
Saskia had just finished transforming as this was happening, and she was only quick enough to jump before the fire to try and save the two innocents who Schall had attacks, searing pain washed over her, scorching her scales and burning her flesh, but she knew she was much more resistant to fire then the knight and her companion.
Schall glares at her, "Saesenthessis! These are the creatures that stole our magic! Assist me you traitorous wyrm or perish with them!" he roars.
Saskia looks at him fiercely, "I refuse!" she shouts, leaping at him and biting his shoulder, her teeth not doing as much damage as she'd thought.
Schall easily throws her off and uses both front legs to stamp on her head, disorientating her and almost knocking her unconscious from the powerful blow. He's stopped from making more attacks when Sif's blade collides with his back, knocking him over as if a truck had just slammed into him and cutting another wound through the scales.
Ciaran dashes and climbs atop the dragon as it falls, rushing to its head and attempting to cut out its other eye. Only for her to be batted away by its claws, as if she were launched by a catapult, she falls 40 feet before colliding with the ground, tumbling over herself before eventually stopping in a heap.
Sif looks over, worried at his partner's condition but Ciaran just gets up and rubs her head, groaning that she'd be "Bruised tomorrow". The wolf continues to combat the dragon in solo-combat while Ciaran composes herself and checks for injuries.
Schall stands on his back feet over the wolf, claws bared as flames puffs from its nostrils, Sif makes the first move. Sprinting ahead and delivering a wide low to high cut, Schall backs off and manages to avoid it, belching a flame at the wolf which distracts it momentarily and allows him to cut deep wounds into Sif's leg, the wolf giving a whimper as it backs away limping.
Schall "You are no match for a true dragon dog!" he exclaims triumphantly.
Ciaran makes her way back to Sif and spots the deep wound in her companion's leg, realising that they were outmatched by this creature...
Just then, as the two were about to retreat and request assistance the sound of an arrow string echoes throughout the clearing.
Schall lets out a grunt as he backs away from the sudden pain, looking down and spotting a spear sized arrow sticking from his abdomen. He glances back up and sees some sort of pale horned girl, with a furry tail wielding another mortal weapon.
Priscilla "You do not belong here!" she shouts, Prospects all charging from behind her, having obviously heard the commotion of the titanic beings fighting.
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Ciaran "It seems Sif likes you girl, that's a good sign for your immediate safety." she says with crossed arms.Saskia pats the huge wolf on the nose, it immediately afterwards backing away and standing behind Ciaran like a bodyguard. "W-what is this place?" she asks, wondering if the Witchers had been eliminated and replaced with those... Monsters.Ciaran glances behind her at the city and shrugs, "This is Ichor, a city for all peoples, races and... Most creeds." she says, hesitating slightly at the end.Saskia "I thought Witchers inhabited the mountain, what did you do to them?" she accuses, not believing an independent city which purports to support all races could exist for an extended period of time.Ciaran chuckles, "Did you not hear me? The city is for all peoples, Witchers included... It also happens to be a Witcher who rules us. But, I think it's time you answered a couple of my questions, who are you?" she asks, the threat of violence not hidden in the slightest from her tone.Saskia "I am Saski-"Schall "We need not answer your questions mortal, take you dog elsewhere, we have business to conduct with the Witchers." he says, ignoring Ciaran and Sif while attempting to walk past them.Ciaran "You will not enter our lands without asking my questions!" she demands, drawing her sword while Sif lowers in posture and gets ready to pounce.Saskia growls, "Schall, stop!"However the Golden Dragon refuses to listen, continuing to walk towards the city and starting to feel the powerful ambient magic wash over him. "T-this! YOU!" he exclaims, turning to Ciaran and beginning to morph into his true form. Golden scales start forming on his skin as he bends over, his skeletal structure expanding and defying the laws of physics.Ciaran and Sif are on the defensive as Schalls form bulges and eventually becomes a huge Golden Dragon. "Dragon! Trespass on our lands and I promise you certain death!" she exclaims.Saskia begins to transform as well, though it's slower than Schall's due to her mixed heritage, she's only halfway done when Schall attacks Ciaran.He the dragon sweeps low and attempt to grab the armoured woman in his jaws, he's stopped however but Sif who leaps onto his side, knocking him off balance before jumping away, gripping the handle of the sword strapped to his side in his mouth.Saskia is incredibly confused when she sees the huge wolf handle the blade, but is awestruck when it starts using it.Ciaran blocks a claw swipe from Schall and retaliates with her Greatsword, the blade surprising Schall and Saskia as it digs into the dragon scales, scratching the flesh underneath and drawing blood.The dragon roars in fury and tries to retaliate, only to have Sif's blade rake along his side, trailing a long wound through the scales. Schall backs away at having been injured by these pathetic creatures, fire flickering within his mouth as he prepares to bathe the two in molten death.Saskia had just finished transforming as this was happening, and she was only quick enough to jump before the fire to try and save the two innocents who Schall had attacks, searing pain washed over her, scorching her scales and burning her flesh, but she knew she was much more resistant to fire then the knight and her companion.Schall glares at her, "Saesenthessis! These are the creatures that stole our magic! Assist me you traitorous wyrm or perish with them!" he roars.Saskia looks at him fiercely, "I refuse!" she shouts, leaping at him and biting his shoulder, her teeth not doing as much damage as she'd thought.Schall easily throws her off and uses both front legs to stamp on her head, disorientating her and almost knocking her unconscious from the powerful blow. He's stopped from making more attacks when Sif's blade collides with his back, knocking him over as if a truck had just slammed into him and cutting another wound through the scales.Ciaran dashes and climbs atop the dragon as it falls, rushing to its head and attempting to cut out its other eye. Only for her to be batted away by its claws, as if she were launched by a catapult, she falls 40 feet before colliding with the ground, tumbling over herself before eventually stopping in a heap.Sif looks over, worried at his partner's condition but Ciaran just gets up and rubs her head, groaning that she'd be "Bruised tomorrow". The wolf continues to combat the dragon in solo-combat while Ciaran composes herself and checks for injuries.Schall stands on his back feet over the wolf, claws bared as flames puffs from its nostrils, Sif makes the first move. Sprinting ahead and delivering a wide low to high cut, Schall backs off and manages to avoid it, belching a flame at the wolf which distracts it momentarily and allows him to cut deep wounds into Sif's leg, the wolf giving a whimper as it backs away limping.Schall "You are no match for a true dragon dog!" he exclaims triumphantly.Ciaran makes her way back to Sif and spots the deep wound in her companion's leg, realising that they were outmatched by this creature...Just then, as the two were about to retreat and request assistance the sound of an arrow string echoes throughout the clearing.Schall lets out a grunt as he backs away from the sudden pain, looking down and spotting a spear sized arrow sticking from his abdomen. He glances back up and sees some sort of pale horned girl, with a furry tail wielding another mortal weapon.Priscilla "You do not belong here!" she shouts, Prospects all charging from behind her, having obviously heard the commotion of the titanic beings fighting.Please go toto read the latest chapters for free
