The Battle of Death Mountain: Alpha

[Thor]

Thor flew into the air, barely avoiding the wrathful flames of almost god-like dragon. Thor looked around at the other primes below. None of them capable of true flight, yet he could not save them all from the lake of lava that seemed to be trying to eat the land which they had been standing on. Thor flew down and scooped up the one Nealaphh had called Tom. He hadn’t taken a close look at this comrade as he had prefered the back of the marching order, but now that Thor had a good look at him he frond. 

“You are a child! Nealaphh uses children in his army?” Thor was enraged. He had watched this boy get literally ripped in half. This was not a fight for children of any race.

“I am not a child by anything but appearance, nor would it matter in this world if I were in the madness of this world.” Tom spoke coolly and with what Thor though might even be disinterest. The Asgardian hoped the wizard was hiding some emotion under that cold young face. He would need it to finish this fight alive.

Thor set the young wizard down on the edge of the solid coast of the churning river of lava Volvagia had created. Unfortunately, it seemed that the dragon found the god and the wizard be worthy enough pray to give chase. The others did their best to pull its attention, with stinging projectiles and flashy spells, but to no avail. Volvagia barreled toward the two primes that had aggravated it so.

“Get to safety!” Thor shouted over his shoulder. “I will hold back this beast, until the others can reach us!”

For a moment Thor could feel that the boy was not moving.

“GO!”

Tom began to move.

Thor turned his attention back to the task at hand. The mighty Volvagia flew at him, mouth open in a burning rage ready to devour his enemies. The Thunder God stood defiantly before the fiery god as its own magical flight quickly closed the distance between the two. Thor twirled his Hammer holding it behind him so that upon release he could fling it forward. His Hammer would need all the momentum he could muster. Thor released Mjolnir, sending it crashing into the dragon’s skull. Thor recalled his Hammer as Volvagia shook off the painful blow. Zack and Gildarts were doing their best to transverse the treacherous terrain but it would take them a decent amount of time to reach the Thunder God and the diseased revenant would take even longer. By then the dragon would be upon him. Thor felt the holes in his arm as he caught his Hammer from the air. He did not know if he could handle another bout with the beast. Thor raised his Hammer to the sky. He would find out soon enough.

Lightning careened down from the heavens striking Thor’s Hammer filling it with power. Volvagia drew closer, its mouth filling with raging flames. ‘No!’ Thor thought. ‘It is to close!’  The dragon was to close. Thor only needed one more moment. A thin bolt of white streaked over the thunder god’s shoulder leaving behind a fading trail as it sped toward the mighty beast. It struck Volvagia in the eye and while the hit seemed to do little more than anger the dragon more, it also caused the might being a momentary pause. Just long enough for Thor to finish charging his bolt. He looked over his shoulder and nodded his thanks to the mage, then turned his attention back to Volvagia. Lowering his mighty Hammer, he fired the Bolt of the Thunder God into Volvagia’s mouth just as the fire came spewing forth.

Thor felt himself thrust back by the force of the flame. He might die from that last stand, but hopefully he had done enough for the others to triumph. As Thor lay on the ashen ground of the battlefield, he watched his allies finally reach the shore. They could handle it from here. His eyelids felt so heavy. The Thunder God’s eyes closed.     

Spent 1 sp on supermove. 0 sp left. Thor might die unless someone helps him.