06-19-2016, 12:08 PM
Doing well. That was a hell of a concept, right about now.
The three of them stumbled down the path, knowing they were only getting closer by the increasing volume of the battle. They came to a bend, one they all recognized for how sharp it had been on the ascent. It had given them a good view of the village below, and had served as a reminder of what was at stake. Now, it would be a revelation of what they had done.
They approached the ledge, so they could gaze down at the Goron settlement. The natural healing power of Omnilium had taken over and made things much more manageable, so they separated from each other as they stepped up to the cliff. Zack walked to the left side, propping his left leg up on a rock and leaning forward. Miranda stood in the middle, weakly crossing her arms as she gazed over. Gildarts stood beside a large rock on the right side, leaning his shoulder against it.
The sight below was incredible. Volvagia was in battle with many others. It was hard to tell who from this altitude, but it couldn’t be any other than remnants of Beta and Gamma teams, along with plenty of Gorons. What stood out was Volvagia’s mannerisms, and movements. Zack was no expert on demonic wyrm biology, but he was pretty sure that the beast was struggling.
And then it happened. The three watched from on high as Volvagia was driven to the ground for the final time. The chaos stopped, the air grew quiet. They knew they had just witnessed history.
“They did it,” Zack broke the fresh silence.
“We did it,” Gildarts reminded the two younger warriors. “The others did not fall in vain.”
“Yea,” Zack agreed, with a firm and confident nod.
Zack glanced back to Miranda, before once more looking down at the Goron village. Though she had forgotten most of it, they had traveled the Ashen Steppes together for some time. Dragons, lava, and other dangers were always present. Now, without Volvagia, things would surely change. Granted, this would always be a dangerous ‘verse to walk through, but the power dynamic of the Gorons would change, and the Koopas might have something to say, too. Not only that, but the Institute had established a definitive foothold.
But, at a more basic level, Zack still hurt all over. That was the only thing that mattered to him, along with fixing his wounds up. The rest of the fallout would come in due time.
“Let’s keep moving,” Gildarts voiced Zack’s exact thoughts.
Miranda went ahead and began to move down the trail, while Gildarts followed a few steps behind. Zack cast one more look at the destroyed village, and then departed after them.
The three of them stumbled down the path, knowing they were only getting closer by the increasing volume of the battle. They came to a bend, one they all recognized for how sharp it had been on the ascent. It had given them a good view of the village below, and had served as a reminder of what was at stake. Now, it would be a revelation of what they had done.
They approached the ledge, so they could gaze down at the Goron settlement. The natural healing power of Omnilium had taken over and made things much more manageable, so they separated from each other as they stepped up to the cliff. Zack walked to the left side, propping his left leg up on a rock and leaning forward. Miranda stood in the middle, weakly crossing her arms as she gazed over. Gildarts stood beside a large rock on the right side, leaning his shoulder against it.
The sight below was incredible. Volvagia was in battle with many others. It was hard to tell who from this altitude, but it couldn’t be any other than remnants of Beta and Gamma teams, along with plenty of Gorons. What stood out was Volvagia’s mannerisms, and movements. Zack was no expert on demonic wyrm biology, but he was pretty sure that the beast was struggling.
And then it happened. The three watched from on high as Volvagia was driven to the ground for the final time. The chaos stopped, the air grew quiet. They knew they had just witnessed history.
“They did it,” Zack broke the fresh silence.
“We did it,” Gildarts reminded the two younger warriors. “The others did not fall in vain.”
“Yea,” Zack agreed, with a firm and confident nod.
Zack glanced back to Miranda, before once more looking down at the Goron village. Though she had forgotten most of it, they had traveled the Ashen Steppes together for some time. Dragons, lava, and other dangers were always present. Now, without Volvagia, things would surely change. Granted, this would always be a dangerous ‘verse to walk through, but the power dynamic of the Gorons would change, and the Koopas might have something to say, too. Not only that, but the Institute had established a definitive foothold.
But, at a more basic level, Zack still hurt all over. That was the only thing that mattered to him, along with fixing his wounds up. The rest of the fallout would come in due time.
“Let’s keep moving,” Gildarts voiced Zack’s exact thoughts.
Miranda went ahead and began to move down the trail, while Gildarts followed a few steps behind. Zack cast one more look at the destroyed village, and then departed after them.