Notorious had a giant slash on his face, brimming with redness. Artemis bore a couple of wounds and bruises. TotallyNotThor was bleeding everywhere. As Cell began to speak, he heard a few footsteps behind him. Robo Owl readied his weapons as he saw a black figure crawling on the ground behind Cell. Zen pushed past Hammerfist, who was holding Foofer’s body, and he looks at the figure... “Could that be? Ebony?” He says as he squints. Cell turns around to see the figure, with one arm, pushing itself forward with a grunt. Cell let out a shot from his pistol, and the figure responded with a scream of pain... “STOP YOU JACKASS!” Yells Zen as he runs next to the fallen figure. He kneels next to it, as it lets out a pool of blood on the floor... “I got this...” says Diana as she picks up her staff and follows Zen. She positions her staff towards the figure, and a beam came out of its end, forming an aura around the figure. The figure began gasping, and it let out two words in a feminine voice... “Thank you...” “No problem. Be careful around Cell. He can be a bit.... easily scared....” responds Diana as she helps the figure up... “My name’s Ebony, apprentice of Draksos. I assume that Zen has told you the rest, correct?” The team nods in unison... “Good. You see, I lost my arm in battle due to colorless fire. I only have my right arm....” And with that, Robo Owl took the absolute worst opportunity to crack a joke... “Guess you need a hand, huh?” Artemis shot a single electric arrow at the robot’s circuits, temporarily frying them and rendering him unconscious... “Continue, please.” Adds the Archer. Ebony lets out a low growl before continuing her story... “Draksos isn’t normal. Something’s wrong with him. He’s never been this harsh before. I... I need your help. Something larger is tugging the strings of these events... something... menacing... something like-“ She was interrupted by a loud crash heard from above, raining dust and rocks below on the ground. A huge figure crashes through the ceiling, landing on the ground with two feet. It growls, and Notorious stares at it with fear. The figure was a great dragon, with black red-tipped horns, and ash colored teeth. An array of spikes surrounds it’s nose, and small black tufts of fur protrude out of its neck. Its eyes shine a bright yellow with black menacing irises. It had paws for hands, and its claws were shiny and glossy, and seemed to be made out of obsidian. It’s wings were huge and leathery, with small protrusions of bone at the tips. It sported a sleek scaly black body. The tail was odd, however. It seemed to be two tails intertwined into one like thick vines twisting around each other. At the end of the tail was a glossy black spike, similar to a cracked obsidian crystal. It resembled a hook. The dragon roared once, and it sounded reptilian yet mammalian... “Oh.... -blam!-ity -blam!-...” says Cell-3 as he grabs Robo Owl’s unconscious body and throws it inside of a golden orb that Diana had created... “Is... is that... Zhul Gamma?” Says Notorious as he stares at it with fear... “No, it’s not. Of course it’s not. Can’t be. Couldn’t be. Never could’ve gue— -blam!-!” ManofLight stops mid sentence as a spike emerges out of his stomach. A gleaming black spike. It slowly pulls out of him, leaving him on the ground, vulnerable. Hammerfist looks at his fallen ally with horror. He phases next to him, and helps him up. Above him, roars and explosions are heard. ManofLight pants heavily as he slowly leans on Hammerfist. Hammerfist is met by a staggering force, sending him flying across the cave and smashing into a stalagmite. ManofLight writhes in pain as a beam of blue fire is produced from Zhul-Gamma’s mouth and hits ManofLight. He screams in pain, struggling to put out the flames. TotallyNotThor comes to his aid, controlling the flames of nature as he douses them off. ManofLight gasps for air as he looks behind TotallyNotThor to see a huge gaping jaw... “Watch Out!” Yells ManofLight as he pushes TotallyNotThor aside, the teeth barely grazing his arm. Instead, the dragon catches ManofLight in its mouth, and with one swift chomp, ManofLight disappears... “NOOOOO! YOU... YOU’LL PAY FOR THAT YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A DRAGON!” Yells TotallyNotThor as his eyes suddenly turn dark blue. His hands are drenched in blue lightning and water... “I summon...” he whispers, and then he adds, loudly: “THE TEMPEST CATASTROPHE!” The words seemed to have come out of his mouth naturally. A giant swirling hurricane was produced in front of him, about three times his height. It was crackling with lightning. He made smooth movements with his hands, guiding the cyclone of chaos towards the dragon... “The Tempest has chosen. Foul beast, you’re done for...” Says the druid before he sends the cyclone flying at the dragon. Water flies everywhere at harrowing speeds as the dragon’s screams are heard. Thunder could be heard. Scales flew off of the dragon, and it slowly fell to the ground. The cyclone eventually dissipated into a small puddle of water, and the druid stood in front of the dragon, taking small breaths. ImmaDrizzit observed the dead dragon... “Another battle won... but with a lost ally...” Says the Paladin in a sad tone... “Don’t get your hopes up yet, big guy...” Responds deatheater, who was now fully recovered but unaware of foofer’s death. Small yellow particles surrounded the bleeding dragon. They flashed once, forming a column of particles around the corpse. It could not be seen through the column. It flashed again. A roar could be heard, a reptilian one, almost like a hiss. Then, a mammalian one, almost like a lion’s roar... “Cower in fear... The Twin Deaths... Are Here” says a deep dark voice inside of the column... •••••• Let’s just get this over with, yes I am thinking of scrapping this series. I’m a perfectionist. I don’t think DarkSpire is good enough. And honestly, I’m not tempted to write it anymore. It’s been on the back of my to-do list. Oddly, I enjoy writing those Culture of DarkSpire thingies tho. But yeah, I really wanted to see DarkSpire in the end, but now I say “-blam!- it”...