Aurican turns his head in time to see Kang's lightning breath, and for a moment, he couldn't take his eyes off Kang. Despite having Burll's descendant fighting right beside him, it is Kang that forces Aurican to be reminded the most of Burll.
Burll, the ever steady, the stoic, the ever concerned and always needed to have his lessons repeated in order to truly understand them. Burll, who was nothing like Kang, except the color of bronze, and the lightning breath that erupts from not just from the mouth, but from the power that makes dragons dragons. Burll, a dragon of water who had died in a tornado of fire, slain with a wordless cry as his final goodbye.
The secret words that came with unbidden thoughts that haunt Aurican's mind reveal themselves in full force. His suspicions, his denial, his loss: they all hail dark waters that is Aurican's sea of sorrow and guilt and emerged as a terrible dark creature, far more sinuous and treacherous than Crematia can ever aspire to be.
The sudden shaking of the ground rips Aurican from his thoughts, and he lifts his head to see Crucible to do some kind of spell, something that involves the earth, he's not sure what it is. However, whatever it is, it dealt with the Yetis very neatly, if you can call crushing them to death with giant boulders as neat.
(Even so, it was a very unpleasant sight even for Aurican.)
The strikes the Yetis had given to Aurican were great, despite their smaller size, which took him by total surprise. In some ways he would rather be bitten than punched, but he will keep that to himself until the end of time. Aurican manages to get to his feet, head hung low as a terrible pain started to lance into his skull. A tooth might have been knocked loose as well.
This is possibly the worst night Aurican has ever had.
Aurican lets out a mighty sigh as he sits on his haunches, watching blood from his jaws dripping down into a small puddle, a mixture of both his and his Yeti victims. "Well, that was just awful."
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Burll, the ever steady, the stoic, the ever concerned and always needed to have his lessons repeated in order to truly understand them. Burll, who was nothing like Kang, except the color of bronze, and the lightning breath that erupts from not just from the mouth, but from the power that makes dragons dragons. Burll, a dragon of water who had died in a tornado of fire, slain with a wordless cry as his final goodbye.
The secret words that came with unbidden thoughts that haunt Aurican's mind reveal themselves in full force. His suspicions, his denial, his loss: they all hail dark waters that is Aurican's sea of sorrow and guilt and emerged as a terrible dark creature, far more sinuous and treacherous than Crematia can ever aspire to be.
The sudden shaking of the ground rips Aurican from his thoughts, and he lifts his head to see Crucible to do some kind of spell, something that involves the earth, he's not sure what it is. However, whatever it is, it dealt with the Yetis very neatly, if you can call crushing them to death with giant boulders as neat.
(Even so, it was a very unpleasant sight even for Aurican.)
The strikes the Yetis had given to Aurican were great, despite their smaller size, which took him by total surprise. In some ways he would rather be bitten than punched, but he will keep that to himself until the end of time. Aurican manages to get to his feet, head hung low as a terrible pain started to lance into his skull. A tooth might have been knocked loose as well.
This is possibly the worst night Aurican has ever had.
Aurican lets out a mighty sigh as he sits on his haunches, watching blood from his jaws dripping down into a small puddle, a mixture of both his and his Yeti victims. "Well, that was just awful."