Avatar RP VIII: Chapter VII: Timing

[Shyria Dracnoir]

One minute the world was chaos, blood, and fire. The next minute, Shyria was sitting flat on her butt in the middle of a battle scarred wasteland, Arhra's severed arm still clenched in her teeth. After her brain took a moment to settle, she spat the offending limp onto the ground and watched it dissolve into smoke and slime.

"You think an all powerful chaos god could at least try to taste a little gamy" she muttered to no one in particular. She glanced up at one of the remaining monitors. Just over a minute remained before...well, she couldn't really remember just what was going to happen, only that it was very unpleasant and almost certainly painful. Something caught her ear

Originally Posted by Mauve Mage

"Sooooo.... is anybody still alive out there? Hello?" she paused, listening for a reply over the screaming blue fire. "If you guys are dead, can I have your stuff?"

Ah ha! The best part of any battle; looting the corpses. Sadly, Arhra's unexpected exit had left Shyria with literally nothing more than a bad taste in her mouth, but perhaps Mauve had stumbled on something profitable. She proceeded to follow the sounds of horrible fiery destruction back to the others.