Chapter 2: My Old Foe How Art Thou?

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Vorugal roars as he fires concentrated ice right at the fleeing rogue, trying to escape from the dragon's lair.

He grunts as the ice freezes him in mid-air "No!" he cries, plummeting to the ground, screaming as the impact was hard, but not strong enough to break the ice from his body.

Stumbling to the ground in a roll and lay on the ground half-frozen and unable to move a muscle.

But the growls were not far off as Vorugal made his way towards the frozen rogue and breathed his frost breath on him. Vax cries out in pain as his skin shiver from the painful cold.

Thordak makes his way towards the frozen rogue, but something unexpectedly drops on top of Vorugal, taking him by surprise as Thordak halts and looks over.

Kyria slides down the frost dragon and Jason is in his demi-god glow and wings. "Hiah! Fuckers!" he shouts before flying off, Vorugal just growls and took off after the paladan.

Thordak growls and goes to give chase, but he looks back, seeing a familiar ashari sliding in towards the rogue. "I got you," she assured and began melting the ice.

The flame dragon chuckles to himself as he strolls towards them, "Well, well, well. Here's a face I never expected to see again." he spoke, making the two look up at him.

"Hello, little pest. Have you missed me?" he mocks, Kyria growls as she stands to her feet and moves in front of Vax. "Kyria..." he crocks, unable to move.

Pike could barely see her friends as Throdak blocked them from her view. "Shit, shit. Do the thing!" Pike warns, Pike aimed as he turns his rile up at the sky.

A firework went off, creating a G in the sky that drew the dragons' attention. With a shout, Grog broke through the rumble with a laugh and Scanlan tucked under his arm.

Vorugal turns his attention away as he sees the charging Goliath, "Let's give them a taste of our toys!" Grog shouts as he throws Scanlan.

The frost dragon was taken off guard as the demi-god swung his two-handed Warhammer right into the side of his face.

"Don't take your eyes off me, you fucker!" he shouts, drawing the Vourgal's attention back to him. Kyria quickly turns back to Vax and concentrates on melting the ice from the rogue.

The bard was taken off guard for a moment until he summons Mage's hand and charges towards Thordak.

"Mythcarver ho!"

He sang with his sword raised and the glow radiated from the blade, "More insects!" Thordak growls as he raises his claw and slams it at the ground, breaking it at contact as the lava spews through and the cracks travel right for Scanlan.

Throwing him off guard, "Oh, fuck!" he cries and he was thrown back as the mage's hand vanishes. But Grog kept moving forward, keeping light on his feet, and charged the gauntlets, growing in size.

"A bigger target." Throdark declares and swings his tail, but Grog is already in the air, ax in hand, and falls right for Throdak. But the dragon of flames raised the side of his neck and the flames flared.

Throwing Grog back he crashes into what were the remains of a bridge. Grog coughs to himself as he shrinks down. But a roar in the distance drew his attention as he saw Vourgal was flying right for him.

Grog quickly pulled himself to his feet and ran, barely missing the incoming ice blast.

Scanlan charges forward, taking hold of Mythcarver, drawing it from the ground as he along the arch over Throdak lands right behind the arch, looking down at the running and whimpering gnome.

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