Blood and bones [M]

[Medievarad]

Leave me alone. Limadan slowly snarled as he looked upon the massacre he caused. Why did everyone attack him. They knew damn well he killed them all. A bloody corpse slipped from his back as he pulled the sword wich impaled himself and an assailant who thought he could slice Limadan's throat. He sighed. Not pitying the bloodshed at all.

He pitied himself for always having to fight such imcompetent weaklings. It was frustrating. He picked a stray piece of gore from his shoulder and dropped it. The piece of flesh slapped down. Twenty of them.

Only twenty lowlife brigands. Limadan didn't even want to out the effort in of enslaving their souls.  Ut he had to.

With a slow sigh, he raised his hand, deep, lamenting moans and antagonised screals resounding as their souls were pulled from their bodies. Deep green and black chain forming around and and dragging to Limadan's raised palm.

[Wave]

Novas landing wasn't nearly as smooth as her flight. She didn't really fly for a long time since a long time and enjoyed the flight in her half dragon form even more, but her landing definitely showed that she was out of practice.
Coming down far too fast, she stumbled on her landing and fell.
Laying on her right wing, she looked to her right and wasn't sure what was happening.
With a mixture of shock and curiosity, she didn't dare to move and instead just watched, trying to grasp what she saw.

[Medievarad]

Limadan noticed the newcomer, yet he didn't care for her. She was now witnessing something probably haunting to her, she wouldn't attack him unless she was really stupid. He noted the wings she had aswell, but he just couldn't find himself to care. He closed his hand as all the souls were harvested and lowered it with a slow sigh. "Filth," he muttered to himself.

[Wave]

Nova finally got up and checked if she managed to hurt herself with her clumsy descend after the spectacle seemed finished.
Glad that she wasn't hurt, she shifted to her wingless form. It was easier to walk with, especially after a long flight.

Nova turned towards Limadan, waiting on a reaction. It was always funny as people just stared at her, trying to figure out what happened.

[Medievarad]

Limadan arched an eyebrow under his mask and let out a slow snarl, before he turned around, and went to leave.

[Wave]

His reaction didn't help Nova to judge him. She didn't want him to leave yet, but had nothing make him stay. She did however have an idea and decided to have him gain some distance.

[Medievarad]

And that's what he did. Leave. Creating a distance between the two. He had better things to do than killing useless bandits or wanderers that proved no challenge, nor an addition to his spectral army.

[Wave]

Once Nova was sure he was far enough away, she shifted into a tiny, still wingless dragon. It felt odd being so close to the ground, possibly not even bigger than a cat. She made sure to change change the color of her scales, from her usual light blue and white to black and dark purple.
She was sure he couldn't recognize as she climbed on a tree and started to jump from tree to tree, following Limadan.

[Medievarad]

Limadan.just walked through the woods, not noticing or minding the creature following him.

[Wave]

Nova finally caught up to Limadan, already completely exhausted. She didn't think that this part would be so difficult.
She would just need to get a little further ahead, but slipped on the second to last jump.
Nova landed just ahead of Limadan, barely managing to land properly. Now almost having to look straight up to look at him, a whimper escaped her. This wasn't a good idea at all.

[Medievarad]

Limadan merely arched an eyebrow as the small creature landed infront of him. He looked down at it with an irritated sigh and walked over, looking down at it briefly.

With a low snarl, he kicked the small dragon in the gut with a force that would send her flying against the nearest tree. Not even looking at her.

[Wave]

Nova was only unconscious for a few seconds.
"Why...?", was the only thing she muttered as she raised her head, putting it back down on the ground immediately. 

[Medievarad]

Limadan snarled slowly. "Weakling.. Leave me alone." His voice was filled with contempt, as he turned around again. "The law of the world is that the strongest survive."

[Wave]

"Who are you to judge?", Nova growled back without thinking. She only realized that fighting him would be bad idea after her remark, but she didn't want to give up yet.

[Medievarad]

"Someone stronger to judge you." Limadan let out a slow snarl. "Go die somewhere out of my sight."

[Wave]

"I'm not planning to die anytime soon", Nova hissed back. She knew that Limadan was stronger and that she'd need to find some other way. She didn't want him to just get away with this.

[Medievarad]

"Then get out of my sight." He replied with a low growl, his souless eyes staring at her.

[Wave]

"No."
Nova got on her feet. She had no idea what she was doing. She wasn't scared anymore, but still needed some plan that didn't involve her dying.

[Medievarad]

Limadan arched an eyebrow. "I'm surprised you can stand up after that."

[Wave]

Limadan was right, it did still hurt and it still felt like she'd black out again any second now as everything began to spin again.
"Not as...", she had to pause, staggering a bit to the right, "weak as you think". Talking was suddenly surprisingly difficult.