The mountain rumbles.
"Ah ha ha ha! I've done it brother! Durin lives again!" The crazed person cries out, a hand on the beating core of Dragonspine. He looks exactly like Albedo, who has since drawn his sword and is standing at the entrance to the strangely overgrown cave.
"NO! You idiot! Do you know what you have done?!" Albedo yells back at his copycat.
The cave begins to fill with red energy, swirling around the other-bedo's hand. A shockwave throws them both out onto the snow covered ground outside. The red energy wafts out of the cave, swirling around the skeletal remains of the evil dragon. Bright red flesh begins to form between the bones, twitching. The mountain quakes again as the undead creature starts to rise from it's slumber. A low rumble can be heard between the sounds of shifting snow and rock.
Albedo retreats to the foot of the mountain, his crazed other self is nowhere to be seen however. At base camp, the Knights of Favonius have been dispatched.
"What is the meaning of this Albedo?" A tall thicc cryo user known as Eula asks exasperated.
"I-This is an oversight on my part. I should have known he couldn't be trusted..." He glances away from the party gathered there, briefly watching the creature on the mountain try to lift itself up.
"It seems we're going to have to put that monster down for good." The tall tan-skinned cryo user Kaeya remarks, smirking.
"How are we going to take it down? If it took an archon and a dragon the first time..." The Acting Grand Master Jean ponders, narrowing her eyes and crossing her arms.
"We have to destroy the dragon's core... It's the only way to be sure Durin doesn't resurrect again..." Albedo says with a regretful tone.
"So the best time to strike is now? What are we waiting for? That monstrosity to become whole again?" The thicc nun lady Rosaria chimes in.
As they come up with a battle plan, Albedo seems to space off for a moment. A voice whispers at the edge of his mind, but he shakes his head to clear it. The pyro using owner of the nearby Dawn Winery shows up moments later, claymore in hand. The group catches him up to speed.
"I'll be leading the charge." He slings his claymore up onto one shoulder, watching the skeletal dragon for a moment.
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Eh... I'll write more later...
 Kiina Silverfang · Sun Jul 16, 2023 @ 04:29am · 0 Comments |
