.titania
queen of the fairies
Nicolaos Vascou
There was nothing more annoying than a swamp hydra. Not only was the creature large like a bull elephant, it breathed copious amounts of poison and has blood so strong that inhaling a little of it was enough to bring most grown men to there knees. Nicolaos was unlike many grown men. A black blood stained sword sliced through on of the hydra heads, it's user rolling away moments before two heads began to reform. Another annoying feature of the beast. Golden lightning shot forth with a resounding crackle and the two growing heads were viciously cauterized into nothing but blackened flesh. "You couldn't have done that BEFORE they began to form?!" The swordsman -a Dark elf with purple skin and silver eyes- yelled to his companion while parrying one of the hydra's claw attacks. "Where's the fun in that?" Nicolaos spoke in amusement, watching from a withdrawn distance. The hydra, with only four heads remaining, gave a vile shriek and made to release a stream of green poison breath at the mage. It was easily blocked by the broad frame of there tank, magical shield forming outwards and covering the three of them safely in a dome of orange magic. "Could you two just focus on the mission? I'd like to go back to the guild before my wife leaves on her next mission for two weeks." Her words came out nearly monotone despite her muscles straining to uphold her large shield, only lowering it when the poison had dissipated enough to continue the fight.
Nicolaos glanced at his comrade then back at the monster, a string of lightning jumping from his hands up to his neck and flying off him like golden sparks. It been several hours of cutting off the heads, watching the regenerating heads, cutting them again and cauterizing them. He had gone through a decent portion of his mana reserves and honestly, the swamp stink was giving him a headache.
Nicolaos glanced at his comrade then back at the monster, a string of lightning jumping from his hands up to his neck and flying off him like golden sparks. It been several hours of cutting off the heads, watching the regenerating heads, cutting them again and cauterizing them. He had gone through a decent portion of his mana reserves and honestly, the swamp stink was giving him a headache.
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