Hunter, Juggernaut, Assassin, Warrior (DNF)

A Fall From Grace

(( TW // falling, blood, severe injury ))

Pure adrenaline spiked Clay's blood. It rushed through his body with force, filling the prince with newfound strength that he didn't even possess. The sounds of chaos and battle surrounded him, fueling the now undying fire within him. The heavens were crying as the battle raged on, water poured down from the sky, dowsing Clay and his best friend with rain.

Clay took the battle by the throat and was forcing its hand into surrender. With each crystal that exploded, Ember's speed slowed and the enemies' strength diminished. They would win this with ease, they just needed to outlast the final stretch of this race.

He bounced around with the sword given to him by Techno; he dominated his opponents. Those who stood against Clay met their end. Tommy and Tubbo had also joined the fight not long after it started. Techno was just having a ball, blowing up each one of Ember's men with a firework crossbow of his own creation.

In the air, Philza's wings were growing heavy from the rain, he wouldn't be able to fly for much longer. If he could just get Ember away from her final crystals, George could finish the task at hand. But Ember was playing defensive. She used her wings to create bursts of wind that offset the course for George's arrows. He was running out of ammunition.

He had two arrows left and two targets, his next shots had to be flawless. George aimed his arrow and exhaled. One more crystal. Ember's movements had changed now. She became irrational, flying more relentlessly and lower to the floor.

"Dad! Look out-" Techno cried out as he saw Ember pull the crossbow from her belt and aim it at Philza.

Philza heard his son's call and stopped charging at Ember, but she was already firing. The arrow hit with as much accuracy as George's. Ember's crossbow bolt embedded itself into Philza's right wing, forcing the King to yield. He crashed to the floor, his wing wounded. 

"George! Now!" Bad called out.

"Right!" George drew the string on his bow back, pointing it towards the final crystal. Technoblade and Tommy rushed from their position to tend to their father, he was uninjured other than his wing which would heal with time.

With a final crack of thunder, George shot the last arrow he had. Everyone watched as George's arrow flew through the air. It was hard to see behind the rain and general debris that had been kicked up, but the explosion blew away everyone's uncertainty.

"We won... We did it..." Sapnap whispered. The final crystal had been shattered, Ember's magic had no more stable sources, the enemies that once swarmed them had vanished into ashes.

It was all too easy.

Clay looked at the last pillar. It wasn't over just yet, Ember was still alive and she had just grounded the only other person who could fly. But that would not be a problem for much longer. Ember screeched out when the crystal shattered into nothingness.

Everyone held their breath as Ember fluttered to the floor like a butterfly. She folded her wings back once she landed, her eyes locked onto Philza. He was sitting up in the rubble of his crash landing, his hand covering his pierced wing.

"You won...?" Ember said with a silver voice. Quietly, she loaded another bolt into her crossbow and attached it back onto her belt. She slowly approached Philza, he was weak and hurting. He definitely broke a rib or two in the fall. With force, Ember grabbed the top tuff of Philza's hair and yanked it back. "You've never won against me nor will you ever."

"Get away from him!" Tommy screamed out. He moved to attack but Technoblade grabbed the back collar of his shirt. "Techno please! She's gonna kill dad!"