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| Topic Started: Jun 22 2010, 12:38 AM (253 Views) | |
| Cobra | Jun 22 2010, 12:38 AM Post #1 |
 
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(If you see errors in spelling, its because the keyboard is on my lap, the room is very dark, and it is 1:30 in the morning here XD) If you were to fly above these lands at this moment, the only thing you owuld see was a lone dragon, a flash, and a beem shooting out of its mouth. This dragon was Cyclone, getting ready for the day he set out with others to fight that monster, the Jorthian. They needed dragons with mastered energy, and his healing would come as a plus. He waited a tiny bit, breathing in to get his surroundings, making sure no one was around him, so he didn't hurt anyone. Yes, a hurt dragon would help keep his healing in check, but he didn't need to be the one causing the wound. Little beams of light started to gather, turning into some sort of sphere as he focused on the energy, sending it flying into a near by rock, shattering the rock where it hit. He gave out a smile of satisfaction, knowing that this was also god practice for anything else. he wasn't just practicing for the fight, but he was practicing to make sure it didn't get old, so that it would stay as mastered as before, not getting weaker. He took in another breath, closing his eyes. Another beam of light started to form, gathering itself as water started to swirl around it, and filled in small gaps. He sent it towards the same rock, about the size of wyrmling, and he could hear it shatter. He took in the scents around him, taking particular interest in the scent of the rock, as he could see a shattered rock, pieces everywhere, laying on the ground. He then pictured a simple dragon, and started to form it out of water. Over that water dragon, he put a sheild of energy, flying it around with no particular object to hit. he could feel the use of the water magic start to tire him, so he stopped, and lay down, taking a bit of a rest. There were no hurt dragons, and other healers in his clan. This day was sort of a vacation to him, in a way since he was choosing what he wanted to do, and how he wanted to spend the day. |
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