Well shit

[has_a_cult]

Who: CHETHLETXIA, QUEEN OF THE COUNTERPLANES (AKA Ionae) and whoever else's night she's about to ruin
What: General mayhem
When: Middle of the night after everyone got back to the future
Where: Initially near the apartments
Warnings: Chaos, Destruction, Violence, General Horribleness


Ionae, safely home and heavily tanned after her trip to the 1880s, went to bed that night. It had been a long day. What with the time travel and all, she'd arguably woken up over a thousand years ago.

At some point during the night, there was suddenly a sound of furniture and walls smashing from Ionae's room, followed by an inhuman roar that probably woke up half the building.

Outside was a...thing. More than anything else, it looked like a huge eel. It was easily fifty or sixty feet long, but it had arms, horns, and elaborate wings. Behind it was a ragged hole in the wall of the apartments that had once been Ionae's bedroom. The creature roared again, slammed into the side of a building, shattering windows, then slithered down the street, moving faster than a man could run.

In so much as anyone could read it's face, which was snarling and drooling acidic saliva from a mouth with way too many needle sharp teeth, it looked...more confused than anything else.

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[dragonlordbight]

So much for a quiet evening. Crucible had been taking a casual stroll outside the Hold in his human form to gather his thoughts after their return not hours ago. That is until his train of thought was interrupted when that large crash was heard, soon followed by the sounds of something rather large moving rapidly through the streets.

Catching a glimpse of the creature crossing through an intersection, pausing at the sight only briefly, well now that was different. Hurrying to the intersection in question before turning down the street it had headed down seeking to track it down.

[has_a_cult]

Crucible's disguise might have been enough to fool humans, who rely on physical senses. To a being like this, his true power stood out like a torch in the darkness. When he caught up to it, it was watching him silently.

[dragonlordbight]

Crucible's pace slowed to a slow and purposeful stride as he rounded the last corner. Unfazed by it's silent gaze although it was quite clear that it knew that he was more than what he seemed.

Coming to a halt a respectable distance from the creature, regarding it calmly, ready to take on his true form should it be needed.

"Greetings,"

[has_a_cult]

"What are you?"

No attempt at social niceties here. He's look it didn't start by attacking right of the bat.

[dragonlordbight]

Well then, so much for niceties. At her question though a light surrounded his for before rapidly expanding into a bronze scaled dragon over twice the length of the creature before him at one hundred and fourty feet. Far simpler to show than explain in his human form.

"I am the bronze dragonlord Crucible and what might I ask, are you?"

[has_a_cult]

Though it was over all smaller than the dragon, it radiated power and presence that left no doubt in the mind that this was a force to be reckoned with.

"I am Chethletxia, Queen of the Matrijati. Bow before me and when this world is mine to rule, I shall consider being merciful to you and your kind."

[dragonlordbight]

Of the creature's power he had little doubt as he observed it. He showed no sign of fear or hesitance. Though his tone remained respectful.

"I am afraid that I cannot do that, I can do what I can to assist you in regards to information, but I shall not bow to you should your intent be to take over this albeit strange world,"

[has_a_cult]

"You mistake my meaning."

It raised one arm, and chains of steel-hard smoke rose from the ground to grab and force the dragon into submission.

"That was not a request."

[dragonlordbight]

A low growl echoes from the dragon, his gaze glancing to the chains, testing his bonds. Finding them unrelenting he appears to lower his head in submission. Muttering in the draconic tongue. His gaze flicking up to his captor as the last syllable left his tongue.

Energy suddenly building about his form before releasing in an arcane burst, stripping and shattering the chains of smoke as the energies swept through the area around them with the force to unbind anything held or bound by unseen forces.

"That will not be so simple,"

[has_a_cult]

"No, it wouldn't, would it? That wouldn't be interesting."

The demon sprang into the sky, wings beating, chanting syllables in a dark tongue. The clouds above started swirling around it, turning darker and occasionally flickering with lightning.

"Against the might of the Matrijati, there is ultimately only submission! But the struggle before is so bracing."

[dragonlordbight]

"Not at all," The Bronze quipped.

The massive bronze weaving his own spells as the demon took flight, chanting in the draconic tongue under his breath as he weaved a spell of deflection followed by a second spell of protection to aid him in the coming fight, a blue glow surrounding his form for a moment as the second spell took effect. Crouching back before throwing himself into the air with a beat of his massive wings after the demon.

"We shall see,"

[has_a_cult]

Crucible found his spells of protection immediately put to the test, as lightning rained from the sky to strike him. So far they were holding, though. The spells that got deflected were absorbed by the demon's own defenses.

It seemed to be avoiding direct physical confrontation, though. The dragon's huge size was making it perhaps a bit more cautious than normal.

[dragonlordbight]

Crucible folded his wings into a roll before flaring them out once more, his eyes narrowing at the demon. A sudden glow forming at the back of his throat before a beam of intense blinding and searing light able to melt rock in an instant struck forth at the demon followed shortly by a muttered spell, a crack of thunder and lightning soon following his breath weapon in an attempt to overwhelm the its defenses.

His wings beating strongly as he attempted to close the distance between them.

[has_a_cult]

The demon actually grabbed hold of the lightning bolt, like it was some kind of insane, twisting snake, and threw it aside, then flew higher up into the clouds, its hands smoking and smoldering. In his chase, Crucible found his way blocked by spinning masses of blades made out of smoke almost the same color of the clouds themselves!

[dragonlordbight]

Well, that was different. Yet it did not seem entirely unharmed by in doing so. Drawing his flight path away from the spinning blades, arching back and turning himself upside down to blast a gust of wind with his wings to the blades in question.

Gathering his energies into yet another spell seeking to dispel and disrupt the surrounding smoke and disperse it with the wind from his wings. Looking to catch sight of the demon without diving into the cloud, knowing well that if it was the same smoke, it could well strike from any side within.