i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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POSTED ON Oct 24, 2018 9:16:28 GMT
"perhaps," she coo's out, stepping back a few feet. haxorus turned his hide towards the on-coming attack, the rock colliding with the thick armor plating. despite taking the brunt of the attack, he appeared relatively fine; minor cosmetic damage at best.
to her left, haxorus began to stir. thrashing it's head left and right in a savage ritual. all at once, shadowy tendrils of energy rose around him, thick like ink and stained a mixture of obsidian and maroon. while his body prepared a DRAGONS DANCE, the blades protruding from his toothy maw began to take on a yellow-orange hue, the SWORDS DANCE prepping the sharp instruments for blood.
seemingly faster than he should move, haxorus crossed the battlefield between the two. his movements rabid and without thought of action or consequence. a series of thrashes with arms, legs, tails and the very blade that encapsulated his maw, was just the beginning of the dragon-types OUTRAGE.
behind him, lips curled into a smile of equal parts satisfaction and battle lust, she regarded nikolai's comment with a single arched brow. "i'm afraid you wouldn't be able to keep up, love." reagan's gaze shifted towards the battle, then back to nikolai. "here, or otherwise."
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