The Beast

The Deed is Done

Nodding in fear, Azara hurried over to Ylva.
"Are you okay," Azara asked, watching as she morphed back into her normal self.
"N-no, everything h-hurts," Ylva whimpered, fresh, hot tears escaping her cloudy eyes like rain on a stormy day.
"Hey, hey don't worry, I'm going to get you out of here," Azara coaxed, sliding his arms under her legs and behind her back, heaving her into his arms. Glancing back one more time, Azara hurried out of the steamy, hot cave.
"Hey, it's just you and me now, buddy, so hit me with your best shot," Dexa chuckled. Sending a cloud of fire out of its opened mouth, Dexa easily diverted the course of the cloud, sending it to her right. "Come on, you can do better than that." Dexa let out a storm of frost before the beast could inch any closer to her. Roaring is pain, the dragon also released its fiery breath out on Dexa, hoping to overpower her. The two fought for the same thing, keeping their wall up, hoping to defeat the other. Finally, with all the power left in her, Dexa sent a wave of frost at the dragon, bigger than the Jarl's palace.
All was silent and still at that moment. Smiling, Dexa's vision continued to get worse, until her slender body greeted the ground and darkness as if it was an old friend. However, that wasn't the only thing that had fell, oh no, two bodies had fallen on that day, at that time.