05-22-2018, 01:42 PM
Heat, starvation, and fatigue plagued the Coyotle refuges in ways that they had never experienced. Before they had been decimated by Nebula they had managed to eke out a respectable existence in this fiery realm. Now they suffered. Their very souls suffered in this hellish world for they had been forsaken by their gods. With no sages to serve as their link to the divine the pious Coyotles were left blind and tumbling through an uncertain void. Their saving grace came in the form of a young warrior named Cinder Salt. In the face of such a cold and uncaring world she still pressed forward, dragging her kin with her.
As formidable as she was the beast that stood before her seemed insurmountable. An igneo talus was no laughable threat, even one so relatively small. The Coyotles carried heavy blades that were more like large cleavers rather than swords. These weapons were great at carving through the thick scale-covered hide of a drake or cleaving through hordes of fire-gobbos, but against the literally rock-hard shell of an igneo? They were worthless. Cinder cursed. This pass was supposed to be a shortcut and in it she had already lost a handful of her brethren. As the beast reared back to release another gout of lava Cinder closed her eyes and prayed. But fire did not come. Instead divine intervention came in the form of one seriously pissed off demigod.
A hollow thud rang out as Asura crashed into the beast. Cinder watched with an equal mix of awe and confusion as the madman punched the lava elemental. A thunderous blow sent cracks tearing across the creature’s body. Asura stood defiant despite the telltale signs of overheating in his arms. The igneo talus roared, sending a wave of heat crashing against them. Asura screamed back. The beast lifted itself onto its hindquarters and raised a molten fist. Like a meteor the flaming ball of rock plummeted towards the demigod. He was still screaming as he raised his own fist, ready to meet the beast blow for blow. Cinder rushed forward, coming up besides the demigod. In one swift motion she planted the shaft of Ahanu’s spear in the ground and aimed the business end towards the beast’s fist, bracing herself against the incoming attack.
“I TOLD YOU TO GET BACK!” Asura raged.
Before Cinder could answer the fist made contact. It skewered itself against the enchanted spear, burying the weapon a good foot and half inside its burning knuckle. The monster screamed and pushed forward. A spray of molten rock rushed out of the wound as it continued to impale itself. Taking advantage of the few seconds of respite Asura reeled back and planted a devastating blow next to the spear. Small hairline cracks propagated from the impact. For a moment there was a standstill, but it was only a moment. Asura’s fist pushed through, shattering the behemoth’s hand. A horrible roar escaped the monster’s maw as a firework display of lava and rock was sent flying in every direction. The igneo talus fell backwards, thrashing about with its shattered appendage.
Cinder glanced at her newfound companion and said, “I appreciate the help, but you’re lucky it didn’t crush you.”
As formidable as she was the beast that stood before her seemed insurmountable. An igneo talus was no laughable threat, even one so relatively small. The Coyotles carried heavy blades that were more like large cleavers rather than swords. These weapons were great at carving through the thick scale-covered hide of a drake or cleaving through hordes of fire-gobbos, but against the literally rock-hard shell of an igneo? They were worthless. Cinder cursed. This pass was supposed to be a shortcut and in it she had already lost a handful of her brethren. As the beast reared back to release another gout of lava Cinder closed her eyes and prayed. But fire did not come. Instead divine intervention came in the form of one seriously pissed off demigod.
A hollow thud rang out as Asura crashed into the beast. Cinder watched with an equal mix of awe and confusion as the madman punched the lava elemental. A thunderous blow sent cracks tearing across the creature’s body. Asura stood defiant despite the telltale signs of overheating in his arms. The igneo talus roared, sending a wave of heat crashing against them. Asura screamed back. The beast lifted itself onto its hindquarters and raised a molten fist. Like a meteor the flaming ball of rock plummeted towards the demigod. He was still screaming as he raised his own fist, ready to meet the beast blow for blow. Cinder rushed forward, coming up besides the demigod. In one swift motion she planted the shaft of Ahanu’s spear in the ground and aimed the business end towards the beast’s fist, bracing herself against the incoming attack.
“I TOLD YOU TO GET BACK!” Asura raged.
Before Cinder could answer the fist made contact. It skewered itself against the enchanted spear, burying the weapon a good foot and half inside its burning knuckle. The monster screamed and pushed forward. A spray of molten rock rushed out of the wound as it continued to impale itself. Taking advantage of the few seconds of respite Asura reeled back and planted a devastating blow next to the spear. Small hairline cracks propagated from the impact. For a moment there was a standstill, but it was only a moment. Asura’s fist pushed through, shattering the behemoth’s hand. A horrible roar escaped the monster’s maw as a firework display of lava and rock was sent flying in every direction. The igneo talus fell backwards, thrashing about with its shattered appendage.
Cinder glanced at her newfound companion and said, “I appreciate the help, but you’re lucky it didn’t crush you.”
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