NotHaruka
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As the wagon trundled on through the morning, Virra quickly lost interest in the halting conversation and let her mind wander. She was busy observing a pair of butterflies duelling in the underbrush when she became aware that Magnolia was speaking.
"Huh...?" she muttered, raising her head just in time to see the five massive shapes plummeting to the ground. Immediately she was on her feet, vaulting over the side of the wagon and drawing her minuscule bow. She kept an arrow nocked and aimed as she moved forwards, waiting for the moment that one of the huge creatures noticed her friends. When the others were in position around one of the wyverns, she let the psionically infused arrow fly and pierce the thing in its side with disproportionate force.
She didn't get a chance to draw another. In moments both wyverns were dead and the only surviving manticore fled, heavily wounded — unlike the group, who seemed to be completely untouched by the carnage. Virra started to grin, then jumped into the air and pumped her fist. "We're DRAGON SLAYERS!" she whooped.
"Huh...?" she muttered, raising her head just in time to see the five massive shapes plummeting to the ground. Immediately she was on her feet, vaulting over the side of the wagon and drawing her minuscule bow. She kept an arrow nocked and aimed as she moved forwards, waiting for the moment that one of the huge creatures noticed her friends. When the others were in position around one of the wyverns, she let the psionically infused arrow fly and pierce the thing in its side with disproportionate force.
She didn't get a chance to draw another. In moments both wyverns were dead and the only surviving manticore fled, heavily wounded — unlike the group, who seemed to be completely untouched by the carnage. Virra started to grin, then jumped into the air and pumped her fist. "We're DRAGON SLAYERS!" she whooped.