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"Katsuro's fine," Takara murmured, closing her eyes. "Gets into heads, he does... scare the monster, it runs away. We all win..."

 

Groaning, she rolled over and curled up in a ball.

 

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Katsuro was mildly surprised at having been lifted off his feet by Kai, but he recovered quickly. His ears caught Aya's pleadings that they stay back and let the warriors take care of the dragon, but his mind scarcely registered the words. Again, he stared up at the dragon, attempting to catch its eyes in his gaze. After a second or two of maneuvering himself around, he caught the dragon's eyes...

 

... it was almost mesmerizing. For a moment, Katsuro forgot himself and what his goal had been. But shaking himself out of the trance, he 'pushed' with everything he had... and went sailing backwards with a yelp of surprise. Realizing his mind was no match for this creature, he darted back into the inn after his new bow...

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Aya took advantage of the distraction Carwyn had provided by shooting an arrow at the Bone Dragon. She darted across the courtyard and into the stables.

 

“Bob!” She called out to her pony and he answered her with a high-pitched whinny. She made a bee-line to his stall, keeping her ears out for any sound that the dragons, either of them, were any where nearby. Fire dragons and dry straw just did not mix well.

 

Inside Bob’s stall, she found her pack and rummaged around for the vial of pleasant smelling liquid—the essence of Dragon’s Blood. For a moment, she panicked, laying her hands on everything inside the pack but what she was looking for. But finally, her half-frozen fingers latched on to the small vial. “Gotcha!” she said triumphantly clenching the vial in her fist.

 

She started to leave, but then hesitated. The weapons needed to be tipped with the liquid, and with Kyo and Carwyn on rooftops, it wasn’t likely that she’d be able to just hand them the vial. She had to think of another way.

 

“Arrows!” She went back to her back, hoping that Gabe hadn’t sold all of her arrows to some townsperson today. “Yes!” Her fingers had latched onto the canvas arrow case. She opened it quicky, drizzling the Dragon’s Blood essence over the arrow heads then rolling the canvas back up again.

 

“That takes care of Carwyn, but what about Kyo?” She looked at Bob. “How am I going to get this vial to him so he can put it on his sword?” She sighed. “Oh, Aya… think!”

 

Bob snorted. He lifted up his foot, then put it down right on the edge of the small water trough in his stall. The trough catapulted itself into the air, spilling the water out, but making a point.

 

Aya gave a curious look at her pony, and then brightened. “You are the smartest horse that ever lived!” She kissed Bob’s nose, then grabbed up the arrows and the vial She turned to leave, but then dipped her hand back into the bag, and pulled out a heavy skillet. “Iron is always stronger than bone,” she muttered, as she tested its weight, then she hurried out of the stables. “Stay safe, Bob!” she called over her shoulder.

 

First peeking out of the stable door to make sure that the Bone Dragon wasn’t planning on diving on her head just then, she ran back across the courtyard and then, keeping close to the building, into the square.

 

Squinting to see through the rain, she spotted Carwyn on a rooftop—actually she spotted him running across a rooftop, trying to avoid the oncoming Bone Dragon. Not caring whether or not the dragon spotted her now or not, she whistled shrilly, then yelled, “Carwyn!” She held up the canvas bag, then hurled it at him like a javelin. “Dragon’s Blood!”

 

The Bone Dragon dived, heading straight for her.

 

"Oh, crap...." Aya gritted her teeth and stood her ground as the dragon loomed closer, Aya waited for the right moment, and then... she hit the deck, flattening herself close to the ground. She screamed as she felt the rush of wind over her back as the dragon skimmed over her prone body, missing its intended target entirely.

 

Immediately, she rose and ran for the inn, bumping into Katsuro who was preparing to go out with his bow. "Forget that!" she said, shoving the vial of precious liquid into his hand. “You still have your slingshot, don’t you?” she asked him. “Think you can sling this vial up to Kyo?”

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Carwyn had just leapt to another rooftop after dodging blasts of energy from the bone dragon when he heard a shrill whistle, then a familiar voice calling his name. Looking down, he saw Aya running towards him with a canvas bag in her hands. She yelled something that sounded like "Dragon's Blood" to him, then threw the bag at him. Being that he was on a rooftop, the bag probably wouldn't reach him, so he jumped towards it, shortbow and arrow nocked as the bone dragon dove towards the crouching merchant. In one fluid movement, he shot the arrow at the dragon, then shouldered his bow and caught the bag in midair, then rolled on the ground as he hit. Using the momentum from his leap, he scampered to his feet and ran across the square towards another building, getting out of the way before the dragon could target him again.

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After dipping a few of his own arrows in the vial, Katsuro sealed it securely and secured it in his slingshot.

 

"Kyo!" he yelled, just as the man reached the roof. With accurate aim, Katsuro fired the vial of dragon's blood upward, in a perfect arc toward Kyo. Then, he drew his bow and readied one of the blood-tipped arrows, waiting for the dragon to again swoop down within his range.

 

"Come on, beast," he growled...

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Kyo snatched the bottle out of the air, nearly dropping it. He frowned - his fingers weren't exactly responding the way they should. This all took place in the span of about four seconds, then he popped the top on the vial and sniffed it quickly. A smile spread quickly across his lips - Dragon's Blood.

 

There wasn't much left, though. He quickly spread it across the edges of his sword before tossing the bottle aside and going back to measuring the movements of the bone dragon's tail. Back and forth, one two...

 

Gripping his sword hilt tightly, the swordsman jumped for the tail the next time it swung close enough. His fingers latched tightly between two vertebrate, and he clung there for a moment before being able to get a better grip on the dragon.

 

((Whee, teh crappiness...))

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"Easier said than done," Carwyn muttered as he heard Akira's shout. Scampering up to another rooftop, he slung the bag's strap over his head and onto his shoulder, using it as a makeshift quiver. He reached back and pulled out an arrow. It looked just like any other he'd seen, except the head was covered in a clear fluid of some sort. He lifted it to his nose and sniffed it. It smelled fragrant, almost perfume-like. He raised an eyebrow. Aya had obviously given him the nice-smelling arrows for a reason. He nocked it into his longbow, then took aim at the dragon's other wing and loosed.

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Aya watched from the doorway of the inn as Katsuro slung the vial up to Kyo. And then in horror as Kyo launched himself onto the dragon's tail and Katsuro readied himself to fight.

 

"Katsuro! Be careful!" Aya called out to him as she saw the dragon preparing to make another pass at them. It was then that she noticed Tellis still kneeling next to Toa. And Toa wasn't moving.

 

She started forward, but hesitated as the dragon roared fiercely. Her brow momentarily creased with indecision, but then her jaw set, her eyes narrowed, and she darted across the square towards Tellis and Toa.

 

The rain was still pouring down, but strangely, it appeared to Aya that Tellis hardly took notice of the severe weather or the dragon for that matter. She was calmly applying pressure with her hands to Toa's chest, and Aya blanched slightly at the dark trickles oozing from underneath Tellis' fingers.

 

"Is Toa going to be alright?" Aya asked, swallowing hard. "Shouldn't we move him inside?"

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"Get his legs," Kai had dashed over, and grabbed Tao under his arm's. Glancing around, then back to the two women, once they had gotten his leg's he hauled the mancer toward the inn. He moved quickly, his motions were fluid, and he carried the man's bulk with little trouble, Tellis and Aya mostly just keeping his legs from dragging along. Kai set him down inside the door, and turned to look back outside. "Get somebody from downstairs to help you get him into the Cellar. Then stay there, it's not safe out here." Kai was more lucid, and he reached up scratching at his eye patch, then flipped it up.

 

There was a faint glow coming from the socket of his lost eye, and he closed his other eye, staring out into the courtyard, watching Kyo as he hung onto the Dragon's tail. He didn't see them as his normal eye did though, he saw their essence, he glanced down at Tao. "He is dieing rapidly." He whispered, "But there is nothing you can do for him, he must find his own way back to life." He turned then and was out into the courtyard.

 

Kai leapt toward the dragon's side, his whole body seemed to erupt with magical energy as he did so, and he rammed right into it's side, his fists hitting as hard as they could, the energy of his soul unleased upon this bone dragon. He almost never used his powers, but this was not an ordinary fight.

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Her lips pressed together in a grim expression, Aya shook her head in answer to Akira's question, too upset by Kai's words that Toa the Pyromancer was dying to speak right away. She took a deep breath, trying to steel herself from her emotions.

 

"It comes from the nectar of a special yellow flower," Aya finally managed to choke out to Akira. "I usually get some from the Northern Monks when I visit them to buy artefacts. I sell it as perfume, but the vial I gave to Katsuro to give to Kyo was my last one." She sighed. "Yeller flares," she said. "That's what my father called the scent, sort of a tribute to the local accent about here. I mean, no respectable lady is going to buy a perfume called 'Dragon's Blood,' now are they?"

 

She turned her attention back to Tellis who was still applying pressure to Toa's chest wound. His blood was more visible now under the lantern light of the inn, and although Aya was sickened by it, she noticed that it was only slightly oozing rather than the prolific bleeding she would have expected.

 

She moved closer to Toa's head and knelt beside him, then began to caress his brow and his head with her soft hands. "You can't die, Toa," she said to him. She attempted a weak smile. "Who's going to make us those volcanic s'mores we all love?"

 

"Tellis?" she asked in a quiet voice that was about to crack. "You're a healer. Isn't there anything we can do for him?"

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"Kid, I'm sorry to say this, but it looks like your time is almost up. And did I mention that you're not looking too good, apart from the fading?" Jack asked, his expression grim. He had already mentioned Toa's sick expression about three or four times already, and it was only getting worse. The Underworld was not meant for innocent mortals to see and live, but Toa had exposed himself to seeing it through the fear of fading. Jack couldn't blame him for being afraid, as he too had been in a similar position once. To fade away was not the way anyone expected, nor wanted, to die.

 

Toa had almost faded away. All of his arms and legs were gone, most of his torso missing, and parts of his face were missing. On top of that, his seeing of the Underworld made him look like a sick man, pale and miserable. And the words and expressions of the girl, who Jack saw through his mind's eye, didn't help either.

 

It was almost as painful to see that as it was to sign off the girl's father to the Heavens. Sure he was going to a better place, but to leave behind a little girl was almost unbearable. Or at least, was unbearable the first thousand times Jack had done it. Then it became one of the many banes of his existence.

 

"Left shoulder." Toa said, his voice sounding as heavy as lead as the words were forced out.

 

Jack didn't bother to correct him, but instead smiled and said "Well done kid! You almost have me beat! You just have to get rid of your last card and you win!" Jack knew his own words were empty though, as too much of Toa's soul had faded away now. Even if he won, he would die. Either his soul would fade because of the dragon keeping his friends alive, or if he did survive that, the Underworld would plague his mind and eat away the rest of his soul.

 

"Left knee." Toa forced out, now coming out of nowhere was his mouth had faded away.

 

"You did it kid!" Jack said jumping up and knocking over the table in a victorious glee, even though he had lost.

 

Instead of agreeing however, what was left of Toa collapsed to the ground, unmoving.

 

"Kid? Kid?! Get up! You won!" Jack shouted in panic, rushing over to Toa.

 

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As the fight between all of the contestants ensued, the fire dragon suddenly collapsed and was unmoving. The bone dragon was busy with dealing with Kai, Kyo, and Carwyn.

 

Carwyn's bow had cut through this time to leave a wound that wouldn't regenerate, causing the dragon to leap at him. Then while at that, it was also trying to shake Kyo off of his tail, swing it around with the force and speed of a powerful whip. To top that, Kai had suddenly come out of nowhere with magical fists, starting to punch the dragon, though anything he broke regenerated instantly. Unfortunately for them, it was not a living dragon and it had the help of dark magic.

 

The bone dragon went straight up high into the air before going straight down into a dive bomb, gaining speed as it headed for the ground. It spotted a boy, one who had tried to enter its mind, and decided to head straight for him.

 

The pulse in Toa's body slowed all the way to a beat every five seconds, and he literally wasn't breathing anymore.

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Yeller flares?! Well, they couldn't come in a better time...

 

Akira immediately rushed onto his room, to get his bow and quiver. He leapt out of the window onto the roof, gaining an advantaging sniper point. Nobody knew he was there. He had managed to take one of the flares and squeezed the nectar onto his quiver as he then took an arrow. Pulling the string back with immediate precision, Akira let the arrow fly like the dragon.

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Aya was watching Toa when she suddenly frowned. It didn't look like he was breathing anymore. Her face went ashen.

 

"No!" she cried, and she bent her head down close to his face. Then, something odd happened. She was no longer afraid, but instead she felt energised inside--as if she was absorbing all the energy from the rain, the wind, and even the very earth beneath her. "No," she repeated, but this time her voice was calm and determined. She parted his lips, and then kissed him deeply.

 

She felt as if she her very essense--her life force, what made Aya Aya--was being shared with Toa through that kiss. It was a last ditch effort to save him...

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Carwyn pivoted off the roof with his left hand as the bone dragon swooped in at him, demolishing most of the building. He hit the ground running, longbow already out and firing at the dragon. He didn't really have time to set his feet and pick a vital target, but with an enemy that big, he'd really have to try to miss it. Darting quickly across the square, he made his way for the Wavering Wind, one of the only tall buildings left standing. "Oh, what I wouldn't give for a tree or twenty," he muttered to himself as he dodged energy blasts and dove for cover.

 

Peeking out from behind a pile of rubble, Carwyn saw that the dragon had focused his attention on something else, a small figure still near the inn. Oh no... he thought. Standing quickly, he pulled three arrows from the canvas bag, nocked them and shot all three simultaneously. Two of the arrows screamed into the base of the bone dragon's skull while the third embedded itself into the dragon's shoulder.

 

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Tellis's mind was awash with a myriad of thoughts. Her lips moved silently, uttering incantation upon incantation to try and staunch the pyromancer's wound. It was a battle she was slowly losing as she felt his life ebb from the injury. A stray strand of dark hair fell into her eye and she absentmindedly swatted it away with a bloody hand, tracing her face with another crimson streak. She looked at Toa's ashen face and felt his breathing slow to a crawl. Damn you, fire caster, she swore mentally.

 

She was about to ask Aya to fetch her kit for her when the merchant did something completely unexpected. Aya leaned down close to Toa's face and kissed him.

 

Tellis arched a dark eyebrow. "Aya, what are you doing?"

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Her concentration so great, Aya didn't even hear Tellis' question. Her lips felt as if they were burning, indeed her whole body felt as if it were being consumed with fire, but even so she didn't release Toa from her kiss. Instead, she wished harder for Toa to come back to them, willing him back to life, giving some of her own spiritual energy in an attempt to save him.

 

Finally, when she couldn't take the burning heat any longer, she withdrew herself from him. Dazed for a moment, she slowly looked up at Tellis. "I don't know what I did, or how I did it," she said in a quiet, weary voice, "but I think, I hope, I gave him some extra... spirit. To keep him going," she added.

 

Her breaths began to come in shallow, rapid succession and she sat back in a sagging heap. "I feel so... so very, very tired, Tellis," she said breathlessly. "I'm sorry. If you're taking Toa down to the cellar, you'll have to do it on your own. I can hardly move."

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Tellis's eyebrow remained raised as she tried to comprehend what Aya had just told her. The merchant had an almost palpable aura coming off of her and while Tellis really didn't understand how it happened, but it was as if what Aya had said did come true. Toa's face was still pale, but his breathing had returned. It was shallow and faint, but much more than he'd had not half a minute previously.

 

"We can't have that, now can we?" Tellis asked rhetorically as she surreptitiously took her right hand and wiped most of the blood off of it onto her dress. She then raised it to Aya's face and touched the young merchant's forehead. "Rest now," she said, bringing her hand down, fingers touching Aya's eyelids. Aya was all too happy to oblige as she shut her eyes, a serene expression on her face as she slumped to the ground.

 

Tellis looked down at her two incapacitated charges. "Lovely," she muttered dryly. Looking around, she observed the empty common room, everyone already herded down into the cellar by Renn. Outside, she head the battle rage on as Carwyn, Kyo, Akira and Kai took on the bone dragon. Sighing mightily, she closed her eyes and recited another incantation, this one quite different from the ones she had been previously uttering. She moved her hands, placing one each between the feet of the pyromancer and the merchant. She opened her eyes again and intoned the last word loud and clear: "Glacialis." Ice exploded from her fingertips.

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"****!!" Kyo hissed as the dragon's tail began twisting and flinging like a wild thing, nearly dislodging him several times, but the swordsman held on grimly. He dug the blade of his sword in between two virtabrate, and held on with a grim determination, even as his muscles protested in agony. However, the blade began to slide in too far, and the dragon took notice.

 

With an otherworldly scream, it snapped it's tail upwards. Kyo, who had chosen that exact time to shift his fingers before they were crushed between the moving bones, was flung from the dragon's tail. His sword came loose, and he flew forward, landing hard on his left shoulder as he touched down on the dragon's back. A cry built up in the back of his throat, but he swallowed it down and - gripping a rib - forced himself into a standing position. Raising his blade, his gaze was murderous as he moved, step by step, to the dragon's neck.

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"What in the hell?" Jack exclaimed at what the he witnessed. Toa's soul had regenerated, sort of, but not the same way it was. Instead, the entire body was two bodies melded together. The more masculine side was obviously Toa's, while the feminine side was that of the girl who had been over him. In his mind's eye he looked to see what had happened, and then found the reason why.

 

The girl, Aya, had given some of her soul to Toa in order to save him. Sweet, but not smart unless she planned on having a soul-bond. Souls were complex things, and the rules of the universe were still puzzling even to Jack himself. All elementalists were spirit users in a way. They used their soul to summon the powers of the elements. You could use your soul to summon things such as elemental dragons and, since it's just a construct, you keep your soul. When you give up some of some of your soul to another person who's soul is incomplete, that's different, as you don't give it, you share it. And as both Toa and Aya were going to find out, the sharing of souls was an... interesting experience.

 

The darkness disappeared, and Jack turned back into a fully-fleshed old man. As Toa awoke, he looked up at Jack and asked "What happened?"

 

Jack smiled, and, not wanting to give away everything, said "You won, and it's time for you to go." Before Toa could get up, Jack placed his hand on Toa's forehead and erased all of his memory of the Underworld Toa had seen. It would do no good to damage both their souls with it.

 

Toa blinked, and said awkwardly as he got up "Well, thanks for losing."

 

Jack laughed and said "Relax kid, you've won. I'm not going to go on that Grim Reaper myth and gut you with a scythe when I feel like it. I gave that up a long time ago when wars started happening. Besides, you'll forget me with what you're going to have to deal with."

 

Toa looked at him puzzled look, and then headed for the door. He stopped right before going through it though, and, looking back, he waved good-bye. Jack smiled and waved back as Toa went through the door and it winked out of existence.

 

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Toa felt himself slide back into his body, though he felt an... awkward connection connection of sorts, but at the moment, was just glad to be in his body, alive. Then he felt the pain of his damaged heart, frozen feet, and a strange, flaming taste on his lips and mouth, as if someone had been kissing him.

 

His eyes snapped open and he raised his head to see the inn deserted, sounds of battle outside with heavy rain and lightning, his bleeding chest, Aya unconscious next to him with the connection in her direction, and the woman called Tellis with ice flowing from her finger tips onto their feet.

 

His first response to all this?

 

"Can I raise the temperature in here? It must be friggin' cold enough to snow." Toa said with a shudder. "Also, can you please stop with the ice? I don't like the cold."

 

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The bone dragon had almost reached its destination when it got slammed into by a full strength flame dragon that looked extremely ****** off.

 

((Hope you don't mind the whole connection thing Jasra. If you do, just let me know and I'll fix it.))

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"Will wonders never cease?" Tellis asked rhetorically as she withdrew her left hand from Toa's feet. Her ice gurney was melting rapidly under his fast heating body. "Don't exert yourself too much, your chest is still injured," she told him. "I only meant to transport you downstairs to safety." She glanced over at Aya, whose ice gurney was almost complete. Turning back to Toa, she continued, "Stay here for a few moments while I get her to the cellar. I'll be back shortly." With that, she lifted the gurney off the ground with one hand easily, as if it weighed nothing, then moved swiftly into the kitchen and towards the cellar door.

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Kai was furious, this bastard of a dragon was regenerating nearly as fast as Kai could do damage. The ribs growing right along as he hit them, he began quickening his hits. Frowning, finally giving up he pushed himself away from the dragon and spun landing on the ground. He could see Kyo atop the beast, and the flame dragon raising up, looking much stronger. He glanced around, Carewyn was shooting away, and the .. .dragon was diving right for that kid from earlier. Kai dove forward, and colided with the beast's head when it was mere feet away from the boy.

 

"RUN!" Kai screamed at him, his fists crackeling with soul energy, his whole body still glowing with it, as he beat into the dragon's head.

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((Methinks it's time to get the fight over with. Don't you, Rexxy?))

 

Kyo stumbled for a moment, dropping to his knees and grabbing hold of a rib until he could regain his balance. Then, as the dragon prepared its dive, the swordsman raised his blade and brought it down as hard as he could, the blow hitting home between two vertabrate at the base of the bone dragon's neck. The sword, soaked in dragon's blood, cleaved clear through the bones, beheading the thing. And, with the wound infected with the dragon's blood, the bone dragon couldn't regenerate. It wailed and screamed, even without its head, before it finally started to lose its life. It spiraled to the ground, the skeleton shattering.

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Carwyn stalked up behind Akira, bow still drawn and pointed at the bone dragon as they watched the beast writhe in agony. "I dunno what that was, but I'm pretty sure he's gonna feel that headache in the morning," the ranger remarked idly. He observed as Kyo leapt off the dragon's neck and onto the ground, his sword still drawn and glistening with the dragon's blood. "Show-off," Carwyn muttered under his breath, smiling crookedly.

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