Early Bird Catches the Wyrm
A thunderous roar spread through the battleground and made the ground shake violently. One of our tarutarus lost his balance and fell to the ground, but was helped back on his feet by a fellow Black Mage. The air was damp, and had a disgusting smell. I looked at the others, assuring myself that everyone was there. I counted fifteen people, ready for battle. The group was a little nervous, shaken by the roar earlier.
My linkshell had gathered in Balga’s Dais, ready to battle with the wyrm that inhabits the area. Everyone was hoping for the ultimate rewards, but we tried to keep our enthusiasm to ourselves, trying not to get ahead of ourselves. We still had a difficult fight before us. I walked over to the tanks and stopped for a moment. I started praying for my ancestors’ blessings, before I proceeded to cast a protective shell around each of my party members. I patted Sparroweye, our main tank, on the back, telling him that we were all good to go. Brace yourself, that wyrm looks hungry,
I told everyone, before me and Sparroweye approached the dragon.
Look at that thing…it’s huge!
some of the damage dealers whispered, surprised by the sheer size of the dragon. It was walking around in a circle, restless—hungry. It’s wings were spread, with scars and cuts from past battles. It’s claws looked razor sharp and I’m sure they could easily rip a house apart. They were stained with blood, proof of it’s capacity for terror.
Careful,
Sparroweye whispered to me, leading the way into the big circular area of the battleground. The wyrm had not sensed our presence yet, and we wanted to make sure we were all good and ready to bring our strategy to life. Sparroweye turned his head toward me and nodded affirmatively. I kept praying in my head that everything would go well. Everyone was now gathered inside the circle, ready to go.
Sparroweye, who were wielding his “chainsaw” sword, pointed it toward the wyrm as he flashed the monster with a powerful spell. You are mine!
he cried out. The wyrm turned around, extremely agitated, chasing toward Sparroweye. I quickly healed Sparroweye, before I moved to the dragons left paw. I was careful not to get to close to it as I didn’t feel like getting stomped. Everyone launched a series of powerful attacks, which enraged the dragon even more.
The dragon roared at us, leaving some of the damage dealers paralyzed with terror for a few moments. I made sure the tanks’ wounds were tended, taking a few moments every now and then to cast a barrier spell against the wyrms attacks of fire. The wyrm took a few steps back before it started waving it’s enormous wings rapidly. It took off from the ground, causing dust to fly in all directions. People started coughing, but because of the danger a flying dragon poses, they decided to take cover in the tunnel.
Only me and Sparroweye remained in the circular area, and the Black Mages helped damage the wyrm with powerful spells. I focused on keeping Sparroweye alive, a task that can be quite demanding. The wyrm blast bolts of fire against our tank, but thanks to my barrier spells the fire didn’t cause much of a burn. Using it’s wings it formed a searing force of wind pointed toward the tank, reaching hurricane levels.
Our Black Mages did a great job inflicting damage on the wyrm, forcing it to the ground. The wyrm was starting to get worn out, but it kept on defending itself, snapping at the alliance. I continued to heal my party’s wounds as the damage dealers continued to pound the dragon with all their might.
Finally, the wyrm fell to the ground with a powerful boom, revealing a chest. Wow, that was intense,
someone said, clearly surprised by the amount of effort it would take to bring down such a horrendous monster. You didn’t come here thinking this would be a walk in the park, did you,
questioned. Everyone laughed, before we walked over to chest and carefully opened it, finding a Juggernaut among other nice treats!
On my way out I danced happily, as we had successfully slain the wyrm that some of the locals had feared so much.
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