03-01-2016, 06:04 PM
These Gorons were a bit torn. They were a loyal race, and they were following Darunia’s orders anyway. This Nealaphh being had come through on its word so far, so there was little reason to question their instructions. These two humans apparently represented its interests, but they seemed to have a lot less finesse about it. It was a confusing situation.
They continued to wait for Drake to bark out a plan, or orders, or something. The tense moment was broken by Zack springing to action. Offering no attempt at communication or coordinated planning, the stir crazy former SOLDIER leaped directly at the gigantic what-ever-the-fuck dragon the bandit overlord was riding. A beast like this was something a little bit more his speed, and he was happy to get a real challenge, as terrifying as this creature looked. Not to mention that for as fearsome as this monster seemed, the man who had tamed it must be that much more.
Appropriately, Zack didn’t make much headway with his direct assault. The head honcho’s dragon gave a powerful swat at the airborne, approaching warrior. Zack shifted his massive sword to his left side in time to attempt prevent the claw from hitting him directly. Though he successfully put the weapon between himself and the dragon, it didn’t prevent him from being flung violently through the air in a completely new direction.
Zack hit the ground on his back, and immediately continued to slide in the direction his momentum carried him. At some point he managed to swing his legs around and do a backflip, landing on his feet but still continuing to slide by his boots for a few more yards. He was a bit stunned by that fairly rough landing, even if he’d saved it with a little bit of grace.
More importantly, several of the jockeys riding the smaller dragons had decided (or perhaps been ordered) to quickly deal with the guy brazen enough to charge head on against absurd odds. Zack clutched the Buster Sword and held it ready as they closed in. He hadn’t intended to reserve a sizable portion of their attackers for himself, but hopefully it would let Drake and the Gorons work a little bit easier. At the front of Zack’s mind was still the leader, so he’d clear through his attackers in a hurry and get back to work on the big dude. At least that was the plan.
Zack spun the Buster Sword around a few times for good measure as a collective of dragons descended upon him. Now wasn’t the time for restraint. They might have bit off a little more than they could chew, so now it was simply time to win.
With that in mind, Zack stepped forward and stabbed the sword violently at the nearest foe. The closest dragon was trying to bite down on him, but the tip of the Buster Sword instead ripped through the side of its mouth. The dragon bucked and roared in agony, throwing its rider from the saddle in the process. Zack continued with a smooth follow through, and drew the Bolt Materia in his left hand at the same time. He made a half turn and fired a bolt of lightning into the chest of the recovering jockey, knocking him off his feet and causing him to drop his spear.
Zack turned his attention to the next dragon, which had landed and was attempting to bite down on him as well. He brought the Buster Sword up and caught it in the beast’s descending jaws. The monster tried to shake the sword free of Zack’s grip, but the warrior held on tight. At the same time, he knew the others were coming, so he turned and fired the Bolt Materia at another dragon that was getting too close. The electricity was nowhere near enough to KO the beast, but it made it stop and think twice, which was the valuable time Zack needed. He turned and pointed the Materia at the rider of the dragon that had the Buster Sword and fired another bolt, removing this bandit from his mount, as well.
Realizing he needed to keep moving, or risk being overwhelmed, Zack ripped the sword from the dragon’s jaws and sent teeth flying everywhere. He then gave a powerful jump and sailed through the air backwards, putting away the Bolt Materia when he did. He turned mid-jump to see another rider closing in on him, and swung the Buster Sword in a powerful slice that cleaved straight through the dragon’s upper skull and its jockey’s torso.
Zack landed a fair distance away and hooked the Buster Sword to his back. The dragons all began to pursue him, but at least this time they were coming from the same direction. He held his hands out and concentrated briefly, summoning the ridiculous Koopa gun that he’d looted from the armory and subsequently used Omnilium to store. He wasn’t one for firearms, typically, but this one was too much to resist trying out.
He got the rifle in his hand with plenty of time to spare, so he shouldered it and looked down the sight at the approaching horde. Just because he didn’t prefer guns didn’t mean he didn’t have any skill with them, as he trained himself with all weapons available in the Shin-Ra armory. So he fired round after round, picking off the occasional jockey but mostly hitting the dragons. It took several well placed rounds to bring down a dragon, and even more than one to take down the riders. He’d attribute it to armor.
He dropped the empty magazine and replaced it with a new one, taking a few steps back as he did. The section of the horde that had decided to deal with him had been thinned to just two remaining dragons, so he let go of the gun and let it vanish. He’d revisit that weapon later, because he could certainly get used to it. For now, he once more pulled out his tried and true sword. He side stepped and slashed a large chunk out of one dragon, causing it to flip and crush its rider on impact. Not exactly planned, but a welcome bit of good luck.
Zack zeroed in on the final dragon and leaped right at it. The beast snapped upwards at him, but Zack sailed right over its head and descended on the rider. He stabbed downwards and pierced the man’s chest with his enormous sword, pulling him straight off the saddle. The dragon continued onwards while Zack and the unfortunate jockey hit the ground and the Buster Sword stabbed into the rocky ground, pinning the already dead man to the earth.
Zack ripped the sword out, and ignored the other sounds of battle around him. He’d thinned the herd enough, now it was time to try his luck with the big dude again. Firmly gripping the Buster Sword, he ran towards him, this time jumping at him from behind and hoping to take the element of surprise.
They continued to wait for Drake to bark out a plan, or orders, or something. The tense moment was broken by Zack springing to action. Offering no attempt at communication or coordinated planning, the stir crazy former SOLDIER leaped directly at the gigantic what-ever-the-fuck dragon the bandit overlord was riding. A beast like this was something a little bit more his speed, and he was happy to get a real challenge, as terrifying as this creature looked. Not to mention that for as fearsome as this monster seemed, the man who had tamed it must be that much more.
Appropriately, Zack didn’t make much headway with his direct assault. The head honcho’s dragon gave a powerful swat at the airborne, approaching warrior. Zack shifted his massive sword to his left side in time to attempt prevent the claw from hitting him directly. Though he successfully put the weapon between himself and the dragon, it didn’t prevent him from being flung violently through the air in a completely new direction.
Zack hit the ground on his back, and immediately continued to slide in the direction his momentum carried him. At some point he managed to swing his legs around and do a backflip, landing on his feet but still continuing to slide by his boots for a few more yards. He was a bit stunned by that fairly rough landing, even if he’d saved it with a little bit of grace.
More importantly, several of the jockeys riding the smaller dragons had decided (or perhaps been ordered) to quickly deal with the guy brazen enough to charge head on against absurd odds. Zack clutched the Buster Sword and held it ready as they closed in. He hadn’t intended to reserve a sizable portion of their attackers for himself, but hopefully it would let Drake and the Gorons work a little bit easier. At the front of Zack’s mind was still the leader, so he’d clear through his attackers in a hurry and get back to work on the big dude. At least that was the plan.
Zack spun the Buster Sword around a few times for good measure as a collective of dragons descended upon him. Now wasn’t the time for restraint. They might have bit off a little more than they could chew, so now it was simply time to win.
With that in mind, Zack stepped forward and stabbed the sword violently at the nearest foe. The closest dragon was trying to bite down on him, but the tip of the Buster Sword instead ripped through the side of its mouth. The dragon bucked and roared in agony, throwing its rider from the saddle in the process. Zack continued with a smooth follow through, and drew the Bolt Materia in his left hand at the same time. He made a half turn and fired a bolt of lightning into the chest of the recovering jockey, knocking him off his feet and causing him to drop his spear.
Zack turned his attention to the next dragon, which had landed and was attempting to bite down on him as well. He brought the Buster Sword up and caught it in the beast’s descending jaws. The monster tried to shake the sword free of Zack’s grip, but the warrior held on tight. At the same time, he knew the others were coming, so he turned and fired the Bolt Materia at another dragon that was getting too close. The electricity was nowhere near enough to KO the beast, but it made it stop and think twice, which was the valuable time Zack needed. He turned and pointed the Materia at the rider of the dragon that had the Buster Sword and fired another bolt, removing this bandit from his mount, as well.
Realizing he needed to keep moving, or risk being overwhelmed, Zack ripped the sword from the dragon’s jaws and sent teeth flying everywhere. He then gave a powerful jump and sailed through the air backwards, putting away the Bolt Materia when he did. He turned mid-jump to see another rider closing in on him, and swung the Buster Sword in a powerful slice that cleaved straight through the dragon’s upper skull and its jockey’s torso.
Zack landed a fair distance away and hooked the Buster Sword to his back. The dragons all began to pursue him, but at least this time they were coming from the same direction. He held his hands out and concentrated briefly, summoning the ridiculous Koopa gun that he’d looted from the armory and subsequently used Omnilium to store. He wasn’t one for firearms, typically, but this one was too much to resist trying out.
He got the rifle in his hand with plenty of time to spare, so he shouldered it and looked down the sight at the approaching horde. Just because he didn’t prefer guns didn’t mean he didn’t have any skill with them, as he trained himself with all weapons available in the Shin-Ra armory. So he fired round after round, picking off the occasional jockey but mostly hitting the dragons. It took several well placed rounds to bring down a dragon, and even more than one to take down the riders. He’d attribute it to armor.
He dropped the empty magazine and replaced it with a new one, taking a few steps back as he did. The section of the horde that had decided to deal with him had been thinned to just two remaining dragons, so he let go of the gun and let it vanish. He’d revisit that weapon later, because he could certainly get used to it. For now, he once more pulled out his tried and true sword. He side stepped and slashed a large chunk out of one dragon, causing it to flip and crush its rider on impact. Not exactly planned, but a welcome bit of good luck.
Zack zeroed in on the final dragon and leaped right at it. The beast snapped upwards at him, but Zack sailed right over its head and descended on the rider. He stabbed downwards and pierced the man’s chest with his enormous sword, pulling him straight off the saddle. The dragon continued onwards while Zack and the unfortunate jockey hit the ground and the Buster Sword stabbed into the rocky ground, pinning the already dead man to the earth.
Zack ripped the sword out, and ignored the other sounds of battle around him. He’d thinned the herd enough, now it was time to try his luck with the big dude again. Firmly gripping the Buster Sword, he ran towards him, this time jumping at him from behind and hoping to take the element of surprise.