The vampire watched as one of the missiles veered off course. Damn. That's going to make things harder, but when had he ever backed down from a challenge? He also watched as the Rune Wing was battered and buffeted by the tornado caused by the spinning, continent sized dragon.
"Commander, status report."
"SkyKnight One here. Could be worse, Professor. My daughter's got my back and kept us from being sucked in, but some of my control surfaces are damaged. Gonna have to back off until auto-repair gets them back online, but I can still be your eyes from afar."
"You've done your part. When you can, provide cover for the ground forces below. They need you more than I do. Leave the rest of this to us."
"Roger that, sir. Good luck."
The daemon watched as the battle played on. There were plenty of new life forms in his way, thanks to the spray of blood from the missiles going off. That would be child's play. What worried him more was what he saw in the distance. More attacks being charged up... largely Radiant ones. ...And then the shadow encroaching all over the massive dragon. The work of Desidera, no doubt. And he knew well enough to know, if she was doing that, it would mean that what was coming was going to be absolutely devastating, and that he better get away from it. Allied as he was to the cause against Nightfall, he was still a daemon, and he was probably standing in the absolute worst place to be for a daemon. ...But he knew how some of these attacks worked. And he too, had a plan.
His grip tightened around the legendary blade, Yoshitsuna.
Carrying every ounce of his unholy speed and power, Valvatorez lunged forward through the crowds and crowds of freshly-birthed mindless hell creatures, cutting down hundreds of them in the blink of an eye, pushing toward the impact site of the missile. Though he moved so fast it was hard to track, Valvatorez felt like every footfall was an eternity, practically feeling each tick of the clock counting down.
Once he reached his goal, he grabbed a fractured piece of scale, and used it like a snowboard to reach the bottom of the crater where the creature's flesh was exposed. Though this too would likely be miles thick, it was bound to be much more vulnerable than the scales were. Once in the center of the impact zone, he took both hands upon Yoshitsuna, and thrust it downward with all of his might, twisting it and lodging it in place.
With not a moment to spare, Valvatorez cast two spells. One brought a shadow of his own, long and thin, one end tying around the hilt of Yoshitsuna, and the other flying up to merge with the creeping shadows that Desidera was summoning.
The second caused a red series of circles to appear beneath the vampire's feet, through which he fell and vanished...
...Until he fell through the portal's exit, well below the Suneater. A quick feather-fall spell later, he watched from below to see what his beloved students would do with this opportunity.
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"Commander, status report."
"SkyKnight One here. Could be worse, Professor. My daughter's got my back and kept us from being sucked in, but some of my control surfaces are damaged. Gonna have to back off until auto-repair gets them back online, but I can still be your eyes from afar."
"You've done your part. When you can, provide cover for the ground forces below. They need you more than I do. Leave the rest of this to us."
"Roger that, sir. Good luck."
The daemon watched as the battle played on. There were plenty of new life forms in his way, thanks to the spray of blood from the missiles going off. That would be child's play. What worried him more was what he saw in the distance. More attacks being charged up... largely Radiant ones. ...And then the shadow encroaching all over the massive dragon. The work of Desidera, no doubt. And he knew well enough to know, if she was doing that, it would mean that what was coming was going to be absolutely devastating, and that he better get away from it. Allied as he was to the cause against Nightfall, he was still a daemon, and he was probably standing in the absolute worst place to be for a daemon. ...But he knew how some of these attacks worked. And he too, had a plan.
His grip tightened around the legendary blade, Yoshitsuna.
Carrying every ounce of his unholy speed and power, Valvatorez lunged forward through the crowds and crowds of freshly-birthed mindless hell creatures, cutting down hundreds of them in the blink of an eye, pushing toward the impact site of the missile. Though he moved so fast it was hard to track, Valvatorez felt like every footfall was an eternity, practically feeling each tick of the clock counting down.
Once he reached his goal, he grabbed a fractured piece of scale, and used it like a snowboard to reach the bottom of the crater where the creature's flesh was exposed. Though this too would likely be miles thick, it was bound to be much more vulnerable than the scales were. Once in the center of the impact zone, he took both hands upon Yoshitsuna, and thrust it downward with all of his might, twisting it and lodging it in place.
With not a moment to spare, Valvatorez cast two spells. One brought a shadow of his own, long and thin, one end tying around the hilt of Yoshitsuna, and the other flying up to merge with the creeping shadows that Desidera was summoning.
The second caused a red series of circles to appear beneath the vampire's feet, through which he fell and vanished...
...Until he fell through the portal's exit, well below the Suneater. A quick feather-fall spell later, he watched from below to see what his beloved students would do with this opportunity.